He’s rolling my balls in his hand and fucking my ass with the plug—making sure it hits my prostate every time. I groan, but I don’t stop until I feel her start to quiver, and then I lift my hand and reach up for her tit.
Her shirt’s in the way, and I growl a little, making her moan louder as I find my way to her skin, and I cup her swollen breast against my palm. It’s hot, and her nipple’s already peaked, and I roll it between my finger and thumb just as she breaks.
A rush of fluid flows over my tongue, and I lap it up like it’s all I need to live. I feel her shudder and twist, and I pull back just slightly, but Ari’s hand is suddenly back in my hair, holding me still.
His other taps a message against my balls, which is so erotic I almost have a full-body orgasm. ‘Three times.’
I pull my face back. “She needs a moment.”
Ari’s body leans against mine, his hand letting my balls go to grip my jaw so tight I can’t close my mouth. He shoves my face back against her pussy, rubbing my nose on her clit until she’s shuddering. His brutal force is making me wild, and I thrash against him, but I don’t try to escape.
Why the fuck would I ever let this go?
Alice’s hand joins his in my hair, and she shifts down lower until she’s flat on her back, her thighs pressed against my ears. Ari’s grip relents, and he slides down my body, taking me by the hips to haul them higher into the air.
I can feel his hard cock rubbing against my taint, and his fingers begin to play with my stretched rim around the plug.
“More,” Alice demands.
I’m helpless to do anything but obey. Not being able to come leaves me overstimulated, and the pleasure starts to feel like pain, but I keep going until she gushes against my mouth again, and this time, I don’t pull away. I hold her hips still as I continue to eat her.
I can tell this orgasm will be hard-won, but I’m nothing if not a determined man, and that only grows when I feel Ari start to play with the cock cage. His fingers are slick with lube, so I cantell he’s getting me ready, and I all but sob into her sweet cunt because I need it so fucking badly.
This is nothing like a real punishment, of course, but I haven’t worried about one of those in so long. Kane knows my worst nightmare is actual depravation, but being denied isn’t that. It’s just a soft reminder that he will always have the final say.
And I will always let him.
Alice writhes, her thighs clenching as my tongue fucks deep in her. I let the stud drag along her opening until she’s shivering, and then I press my whole face against her while my fingers play her clit, and she finally gives in. There’s not much wetness left, but her body twitches, and she’s practically sobbing as she lets go.
I have no time to savor it. Ari has me by the hair again, wrenching me up and using both hands to spin me around. He grips my stump with tight fingers and sucks the taste of Alice from my mouth as his free hand turns the latch, and suddenly, the cage is gone.
The smallest sob escapes me as I feel blood rushing south—but my erection doesn’t fill. My dick just lies there limp against my thigh like a fucking traitor. When I look up at Ari, half-panicked because maybe the sadistic little fuck broke me, he just smiles and shakes his head.
‘Patience,’ he mouths.
I swallow thickly, and my breath leaves me in a rush when his fingers begin a surprisingly tender exploration of my aching skin. I feel myself start to harden—slow and steady with each beat of my heart—and I watch Ari watching my dick and feel a sense of love and wonder that’s so powerful I don’t know what to do with it.
My heart feels like it’s going to burst when he looks up at me and smiles.
I love him so fucking much.
He leans in, the kiss as tender as his fingers, and I take it for as long as he allows. These moments are few and far between, and I don’t know if they mean anything to him, but he must know what they mean to me.
‘Sweet boy,’ he taps against my shoulder.
He knows how needy I am. I pull away from the kiss and nuzzle into his neck, wanting to be held. He indulges me, playing with my hole where it’s still plugged up, but not unkindly. I begin to rock against his thigh, lifting up so I can straddle him, and he huffs out a laugh before kissing me again.
He shifts so our dicks are together, and he curls his fingers around them, stroking at a pace that won’t get us anywhere. It doesn’t matter, of course. I could do this for days. Weeks. Hell, months. I could just live like this until I starve.
Of course, Ari has far less patience than I do, and it’s not long before he pushes back and takes my fingers. He coats them with lube, and then he kisses me one last time before tapping out, ‘I’m going to fuck our princess while you fuck me.’
I hadn’t forgotten about Alice, but in that moment, she’d been so quiet. I look over my shoulder to see her watching Ari still, nodding almost frantically like those three orgasms weren’t enough.
“I want to kiss her,” I demand.
Ari scoffs, but he shoves at me, and I lean over, pressing my stump into the mattress, which gives me almost no room to move my lips against hers, but I take the kiss anyway. She laughs into it, then pushes me back up.
“Come on. Your balls are so full Ari’s going to be walking around with a belly full of come for a week.”