Page 72 of Vengeance and Vipers
‘Shall I help?’ Krase murmurs, sliding closer.
I glance down at Axel, wondering if he’ll mind, but he just smiles indulgently at me. I can’t help my nod at Krase’s offer, and he eases closer.
He shows me two of his fingers, and he licks them slowly, putting them in his mouth before trailing them down my stomach to where his brother and friend are stretching my holes.
He puts them directly on my clit, and I let out a breath, assuming he’s going to start moving them in circles or something. But he doesn’t. Instead, his fingers start to vibrate!
I jump, gasping as the two cocks in me slide a little deeper.
‘How?’ I manage to cry practically incoherently.
‘Incubi,’ he hisses, and the tempo of his fingers increases. ‘Don’t you dare come until I tell you!’
I close my eyes, moaning loudly, throwing back my head, my hips undulating without my say-so, forcing Axel and Jayce even further into me, but I don’t care. Any discomfort is gone, and in its place is pure, unadulterated pleasure.
I pull Axel’s hands from my waist with a snarl and sink down hard the rest of the way onto them, taking them both completely. I vaguely hear their sounds of pleasure, but I’m already rising, only to let gravity impale me again.
One of them growls, maybe both of them do, but I’m taken in their hard grips as they both come to their senses and begin to move the way I want them to. There’s no more alternating. Both of their thick lengths are driven into me and out. The torture is exquisite.
‘I need to come,’ I gasp. ‘Please!’
Krase says nothing, and I open my eyes to look at him, silently begging him as I begin to crest and vaguely wonder what his punishment will be if I can’t stop it.
He says nothing.
‘Please!’ I cry as I go higher and try to wriggle away from his fingers. He doesn’t let me, the glint in his eye telling me that he wants me to come without his permission so he can do whatever dark deed he’s imagining.
So I do.
I let the pressure that’s been building up bubble over, screaming as my whole body explodes into sensation like thousands of tiny dildos are fucking each and every nerve. My muscles lock up, and my rigid form is held tight. I hear Axel and Jayce come at the same time, my name on their lips, and I’m filled with contentment so deep it’s in the very fiber of my being.
Jayce kisses my neck as he slides out of me, and I feel him climb off the bed to go into the bathroom. I hear him turn on the shower.
‘Jules?’ Axel asks, sounding concerned.
I open my eyes but can’t see. I realize I’m crying.
‘What’s wrong?’ he asks, cupping my cheek. ‘Was it too much?’
‘No,’ I hiccup, ‘and yes. I’m sorry. It’s just—’ I put my hand over my heart. ‘It’s just—’
The connections between me and Jayce and Axel have exploded into life again. I can feel them strongly again, just as I could in the Mountain, and it’s suddenly overwhelming. I feel Krase lift me off Axel and cuddle to me to him.
‘I know, mo chridhe,’ he says. ‘I know.’
I cry into his chest. He holds me until I quiet and my tears dry. I know the others are hovering, and I can feel their concern, but Krase is reassuringly calm.
‘You were alone for a long time,’ he murmurs. ‘But you aren’t any longer, Jules.’
He stands, taking me across the room. My eyes are still closed, but I feel the humid warmth and know he’s brought me into the bathroom. He takes me into a huge walk-in shower and puts me under the water.
‘Almost time for your reckoning,’ he grates out, and I tense, peeking up at him through the spray. ‘Will you take your punishment well, or do I need to subdue you?’
He gestures to something behind me, and I blanch as I see restraints coming out of the stone tiles.
‘I’ll be good,’ I squeak.
He snorts. ‘We’ll see.’
