Page 179 of Cold-Blooded Creatures
“Hold his hands above his head,” Gedeon told someone behind me.
“What did you do?” Kali whispered, securing my wrists in her grip, way too weakly to actually restrain me, but her both uncertain and excited expression locked me in place.
“I—” My tongue had knotted into a ball without a start or an end, my mind refusing to form a coherent sentence I could say. This was new for me. I was usually in Gedeon’s role. But my aching cock enjoyed my current position a little too much and the faint tremors in my legs told a similar story.
“Tell me if you need a break.” Gedeon eased up the pressure on my chest. “The word remains the same, say ‘hell’ and I will stop.”
I cleared my throat. “Okay.”
“I like seeing you like this.” Kali shuffled closer and drew a line from my throat to the middle of my chest, her nails barely scratching before she unexpectedly pinched my nipple.
The burn shot straight to my groin, and if not for him ruling over me, I would’ve rolled her on her stomach and fucked her own name out of her. She didn’t need more than his and mine carved into her memory anyway.
Kali traced concentric circles around my nipple she’d chosen to abuse. “Now you know how it feels.”
I grinned at her giggling above me. “Good?”
She tweaked it.
My back arched from the sting. Her hold on my wrists suddenly became the only thing keeping me from going feral on both of them. I needed stimulation, needed to be inside someone, needed to move and not endure this torment wounding me up so tight I was about to burst without them even touching me.
Gedeon lowered onto the ground, straddling me and kissing the trail Kali’s nails had left. His tongue flicked the same nipple before his teeth grazed it, catching it and pulling it up. My fists curled. He blew a puff of air on it and the warmth contrasting with the chill of the night made my eyes roll back as it brought me closer to the edge.
Thank whatever gods Kali imagined existing for inspiring me to wear sweatpants and not jeans tonight. I would’ve throttled the inventor of zippers if I was wearing a pair right now.
“I will not go easy on you.” Gedeon licked down to the sensitive strip of skin low on my abdomen. My hips bucked of their own accord. “Make a single sound, and I will edge you for days. You will drool all over yourself while crawling to me for permission to come.”
If he did that, I’d grovel and whine as much as he wanted, hating him and reveling in the torture simultaneously. I’d debase myself in front of the entire compound for him.
Raising my head, I met his dark smile as he pulled my pants to under my hips, just enough for my cock to spring free. Hecupped my balls, and his tongue twirled around my tip, lapping me up.
“Fu—”
She slapped a hand over my mouth to muffle me as my peripherals blackened.
He tugged off my sweatpants and tossed them aside. “Bend your knees and spread them wide.” Situating himself between my legs, Gedeon extended his forefinger to Kali. “Make it nice and wet.”
She took his digit between her lips, and her slurps filled the vast space, the sounds she made coating him in her saliva so obscene my cock twitched.
“This is all he is going to get to make it smoother, so make sure it drips.”
She renewed her sucking with increased eagerness, and I involuntarily thrusted upward, into the air, gritting my teeth for not finding the friction I desperately needed.
He pulled out of her mouth with a pop and twisted the glistening finger to inspect it. “But you will take even if it hurts and then ask for more, will you not?”
“Yes,” I mumbled, my core tightening in anticipation. I knew exactly what he was planning and if I was in bed right now, I would be grinding myself into the mattress.
Gedeon circled my asshole, using her saliva as lube. I instinctively clenched.
“It’s going to go all the way in, Zion. Sotakeit,” he growled.
I forced myself to relax, and he slowly pushed inside, up to the second joint.
Kali hovered above me. “How does he feel?”
“Like—”
She pressed her palm back on my lips, giggling as I nibbled her flesh to draw away the focus from Gedeon burying his finger in my ass and searching for that tiny bump that could?—
