“Beg,” he cut in, pressing harder against me.“And use my name.”
I released a shuddery breath and took a moment to compose myself.
“Please, can you fuck my arse, Nick?” I whispered.
“Louder,” he snapped.
“Please, can you fuck my arse, Nick?” I said again, louder this time.
I was relieved he wasn’t using my pussy, even if it didn’t stop the arousal curling low in my belly. The truth was, going from zero dicks to three did something to you—and they always made me come.
“No.”
The word hung between us. I glanced over my shoulder and caught his smug smirk.
“I don’t want you growing complacent or lazy,” he said calmly.“Use your hole and fuck your own arsehole on my dick.”
Silence followed—until his phone vibrated on the wooden table.
They all wore different faces.
But their rotten souls were all the fucking same.
I faced forward, took a deep breath, and pushed back on him, hissing when I felt him press into me. It wasn’t the same without lubricant. I could feel everything—the heat, the friction—as I forced my muscles to relax.
Another deep breath, and I pushed again.
“Oh, yeah,” Nick groaned.“Give me that arse, Ella.”
The phone vibrated.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
“Focus on me. Move it,” he said, tapping my back.“You’ve hardly got the tip in. Put some effort into it.”
Anger made me shove back harder, and we both gasped. I felt the first piercing slip inside. I knew there were five more to go.
Without warning, he gripped my arse cheeks and dragged me back until the next one slid in. Spit landed on my arse.
“Thank me for your lube,” he said.“Nice and sweet.”
“Thank you for the lube, Nick. I app—appreciate it,” I stammered.
I breathed again and forced myself back, harder this time. The saliva worked.
“Thank you,” I gasped, rocking forward—then pushing back again.
“I like that,” he mused, releasing his grip.“Keep thanking and fucking me.”
My lips trembled, but I crushed every thought. I focused on counting how many times I said thank you before I’d fully impaled myself on him—until I felt his soft hair brush against my arse.
Nine times.
But he wasn’t done humiliating me.
