Page 31 of For Your Heart
I release a tense breath and work on calming down my body. My mouth is so dry. My muscles ache and burn from me trying to use them to no avail.
“I’m going to give you some water so you’re not ready to pass out before we get to the good part,” he says.
The good part. What was this? A warm up?
His hands are very gentle as he moves me, angling me so I can drink. I swallow it, trying not to chug. He lets me drink until I’ve had enough, then he lays me back down. I’m left alone again, and I hear nothing. No condom wrapper. No movement on the bed. Nothing.
But he’s still here. I know he is.
I don’t know how he’s done it. Maybe having my sight darkened means I’m stupidly stunted in my senses but he’s just there, shoving his dick into me. I cry out, my entire body trying to respond, but I can’t.
He chuckles, his lips on my skin. “I fucking love having you like this,” he says, his hips snapping against my ass again and I cry out once more. He feels so good. So hard and deep. “The way you can’t move. How badly you want to. How angry, hard, and red your dick is for me. Ready for more?”
Nodding because I don’t know what else to do, I prepare myself for his dick to punish my ass. I’ve apparently forgotten about the vibrator, though. The next thing I know he’s rubbing it up and down the length of my hard, weeping dick.
I managed not to beg for the first part of this game but the words begin tumbling out of my mouth as he fucks my ass in a hard, steady rhythm while he uses the vibrator on my dick. Up and down, swirl around my cockhead, pressed between my balls, massaging right below them on my taint.
Over and over in different patterns until I’m sobbing. My skin burns. My entire body shudders and shakes with the desperate need to come.
“Please,” I cry. “Damon, I need to come. Please let me come. Please. Please. I’ll do anything. Please let me come. I need to come. It hurts so much.”
But he doesn’t let me. He doesn’t stop. Later, I’ll seriously question his stamina. But right now, I’m nothing but a babbling, crying mess as he tortures me with no orgasm. He holds my balls in his hands with the vibrator on them. Then he stands up my dick and circles it with my vibrator in a screwing pattern. Slowly up and down while going around and around.
Then he has his hand cupped around my cockhead with the soft round top of the vibrator pressed hard to my slit, holding it there as he pounds into me.
I’m almost screaming. Maybe I am screaming. Begging. Pleading. Praying. Worshiping him like a god and promising things that don’t make any sense.
I’m so lost in the entire thing that I don’t realize when he’s come or that he’s moved out of me. Or even that he’s removed the vibrator from my cock and the cock ring from strangling it. I don’t know anything until I hear his words, “Come for me, Sage,” in a low, husky, demanding voice.
But I’m not sure I can now. I’m not sure—
As soon as my overly stimulated and sensitive dick hits the soft, wet heat of his mouth, I’m done. I cry out, my body spasming as my muscles try desperately to respond as my orgasm crashes around me. My vision blacks out as does the rest of me while I come in the most deliciously painful experience of my entire life.
Eleven
DAMON
“You… tied him up?”Declan asks.
We’re sitting on the couch, him between my legs as I wrap around him. While I’m not opposed to cuddling Sage, I’m not sure what kind of message that’s sending him, so I try not to for too long. I miss cuddling. I miss Simon between my brother and I.
It’s not weird cuddling my brother. I mean, it’s a little weird since we’d gotten out of the habit in favor of having Simon between us. But I love having my brother here too. I shift lower behind him and link one of my legs over his, tightening my hold on his chest.
His arms cover mine. We’re technically facing the television, but as usual, we’re not actually watching whatever’s on. I think this is a serial killer documentary, actually.
Kissing the back of his head, I sigh. “Yes. It was fucking hot.”
He chuckles. “That seems like a lot of work.”
I told him about Shibari when I was looking it up. We looked at different positions together. So he knows exactly what I’m talking about. Besides, he was not blissfully unaware of what I was doing while I was doing it. My anticipation and excitement was through the roof.
My dick’s never been so hard for so long. Ever. And I enjoyed every fucking minute of it.
Declan laughs quietly, already privy to all my thoughts just then. And I know he doesn’t miss the way my cock twitches at the thought of it now. “I took a picture,” I say. “With his permission. Want to see?”
My brother nods and I release him long enough to let him reach for my phone. When he’s situated back against me, he opens it and thumbs through the apps until he finds my photos. He knows right where they are. I’d be willing to bet if I picked up his phone, it’d be set up exactly as mine is.
He opens to the first image, which is Sage’s back. The way the ropes cross and hold his hands by the wrists low on his back.
