“I—” he stopped. Adria pulled her thumb out and added more Icy Hot.
“Fuck, Adria, that hurts.”
“The answer is nothing. You couldn’t have done anything different,” she said, pushing her thumb into him once again.
His ass clenched around her. The pleasure she was providing would be mixing with the pain from the Icy Hot irritant.
She was careful when fucking him not to put too much pressure on his prostate. Instead, she was able to tease him until he was panting under her.
“I know just how to use you and not allow your body to come. I can bring you just to the brink, and with my fingers inside you, I’ll know just when to stop.”
Adria edged him. Stopping occasionally to paddle him with her spatula. Some of the red on his ass gave way to deep purples.
“Please, Mistress, please let me come,” Kaydon begged under her.
Adria pressed three fingers into him. “You haven’t given me all of it, sub.”
Kaydon cried out into the room when she added a fourth finger, his canal was pulsing around her, he was so close.
She pulled her hand free.
“Fuck, fuck,” he ground out.
His balls were tight, and Adria could see his body straining against the lack of release.
“We were locked in cages. Separated. But every day, someone came and got him. Every day, he came back with new marks. Every mark was like a knife marking me. Marks I could feel but couldn’t see. I would have rather been stabbed repeatedly, would have rather had bamboo shoved under my fingernails, then see any additional marks on his body.”
Tears ran down Kaydon’s face.
“Tell me,” Adria said, softly.
“They got worse. Small injuries turned into big ones. And then burns and some I couldn’t even tell what they were from. He wouldn’t talk to me, talk to us. He just kept it inside. Kept me out.”
“He shut you out to protect you,” Adria said, knowing the truth.
Kaydon shook his head. “He doesn’t trust me anymore.”
“He loves you,” Adria said. “A blind person could see it. You are more than enough for him, more than enough for me.”
Kaydon sobbed into the bed.
“He wasn’t pulling away. He was protecting you,” Adria said.
“How can you know that?” Kaydon said, hitting her with tear-filled eyes.
“Because it’s the truth.”
Adria looked up at the sound of Bryson’s voice, and Kaydon flinched.
Bryson moved to Kaydon’s side, pulling Kaydon’s face to look at him. Adria watched him lavish Kaydon with kisses.
Adria undid the bounds around his wrists and said, “Kaydon, on your back.”
She watched him turn and noticed that Bryson’s hands never left Kaydon’s body.
CHAPTER 35
POLANCO
