Selene turns to face me, her confused expression gone as her fingers brush along my face before she lowers down to kiss me. Her tongue dances with mine, savoring the taste of herself lingering in my mouth. Her pussy rubs against the head of my cock, teasing me into near madness.
“I need my fucking hands,” I grunt, needing to pull her down onto my throbbing dick.
“Is this what you want?” Aaron asks, gripping the back of her head and lining her entrance up with my cock. I tilt my head to the side, watching between our bodies as I disappear inside her pussy.
Our moans pierce the air as my head falls back. Selene sways slowly, adjusting to the sudden intrusion. Lifting my hips,I thrust up, and she lets out another scream. Her body tenses instantly as her nails dig into my pecs.
I pause, looking up at her. “Are you okay?”
“It’s too much,” she mewls, trying to sit up, but Aaron’s hand is on the back of her head, forcing her to stay down against my chest.
“I know you can take it,” he grunts, too lost in the moment to care about anything else.
“Hey, look at me,” I say to Selene, her face flushed and contorted in pain from Aaron’s roughness.
It takes her a second to open her eyes, and when she does, she’s biting her lip so hard it starts to bleed.
Just as she’s adjusting to me, I feel the pressure build, knowing Aaron is entering her ass from behind.
“Do—Damon, grab a vibrator.” I almost said his name.
Aaron smacks Selene’s ass hard, like he’s trying to brand her. She cries out, squeezing her eyes shut and biting my chest. Dom reappears on the other side of Selene, kissing her back while pressing the vibrator against her clit. She lets out a soft moan but I can tell she’s still in pain.
It’s about to get a lot tighter too.
I ache to grab her face, to trail kisses down her neck, but the bindings hold me in place, amplifying my frustration. Yet, beneath the restraint, a surge of exhilaration courses through me—an intoxicating mix of desperation and the need to surrender.
To having no control over any of it.
“Kiss me,” I growl, my voice raw with need. She lifts just enough, pressing her lips against mine in a rushed, messy kiss. It’s less about finesse and more about drowning out the pain she’s enduring.
And then we move together, our bodies seeking a rhythm that balances pleasure and pain. Aaron pounds into Selene witha ferocity that suggests he’s fighting his own demons, focused on inflicting pain. Meanwhile, I’m consumed by one singular goal—her pleasure.
Aaron climaxes first, groaning loudly as he spills inside her. I brace myself to make her come on my own, expecting him to pull out and leave. But Dom and I are both surprised when he pulls Selene up against his chest, one hand snaking around her throat while the other pinches her nipple. Dom keeps the vibrator on her clit, and it only takes a few thrusts before she detonates, coming so hard that I can’t hold back anymore. Her pussy squeezes, milking me completely dry.
We fall together and it’s earth shatteringly good.
The three of us gasp for air, Selene collapses on top of me as Aaron pulls away. I’m breathless, lost to the world as my heart beats loudly against hers. When I open my eyes, Aaron is gently cleaning Selene with a damp towel while Dominik approaches me with a knife, ready to cut the bondage rope.
The second I’m free, I grab Selene, kissing her with such intensity that my dick starts to harden again, while still inside her.
We stay like that, until we’re both spent and breathless once more, and she rests her face on my chest as she catches her breath. I start to drift in and out of sleep when I hear the hotel door slam shut.
Startled, we both rise to our feet, noticing that the shower is running in the bathroom. Are they both in there? Aaron’s clothes are still scattered on the floor, so he’s definitely here.
“I overheard them talking, but I wasn’t really paying attention,” Selene explains as we approach the bathroom door.
I knock, but there is no response. Selene slowly cracks open the door, the room is shrouded in darkness and Aaron stands under the shower with his fists pressed against the wall, visibly struggling to breathe.
No Dominik in sight.
“Hey, are you okay?” I say loudly but he doesn’t flinch or respond, like he can’t hear me.
Selene glances at me, her brows drawn tight with worry. It’s clear she’s concerned about him, but I barely know the guy, let alone how to handle this situation. Sure, we both just shared an intimate moment with her, but whatever’s going on with him feels far more personal.
I linger by the door, as Selene steps into the shower. She moves toward Aaron with cautious intent, water cascading down his rigid frame. He stands frozen under the relentless stream, as if trying to drown out the world.
The moment she wraps her arms around him, his entire body tenses, the weight of her touch breaking through whatever wall he’s put up.
