"The more you fight, the more I like it. I suggest you start relaxing your throat or you'll end up bruised," I growled. Tears streamed down her face, and she relaxed her jaw to allow me to go further inside her mouth. Her tongue swirled around my length and she began to suck. I loosened my grip on her hair and petted her head. "There we go, see, show me that you want me to stay."
Her tongue grew more confident and eager. She bobbed her head and little moans came up from her throat. I turned my head to look at Swayze, and I grinned.
"Look at how much she wants my cock. I guess she doesn't give two shits about whether or not she gets alone time with you. So long as I'm here, she'll have me." I brushed her hair behind her ear. "You take my cock so well, Blessing."
She looked up at me, her brown eyes wide and doe-eyed.
"Good girl. I'm going to come all over those perfect, plump lips of yours, and Swayze is going to lick it off. How does that sound? Do you want that?"
She nodded and swung her eyes to Swayze. I'd never seen him this angry, and it only spurred me on. We'd never fought over a girl, and even now, I didn't want Domino all to myself. I only wanted Swayze to know where we stood. That there was no her without me. She'd said it herself.
He stood against the wall with crossed arms and a pained look on his face. He didn't want to watch, but he couldn't look away. He knew just as well as I did that she was something to behold while taking a cock into one of her holes. He was hard, just watching us, but he refused to touch himself. I knew what he was doing. It was his punishment to himself for trying to sneak around.
"Are you wet, Blessing? Touch yourself and show me," I ordered. She didn't respond, so I grabbed her and pushed her head into my cock again. "I want to know how horny this is making you. Do it now."
Her chin trembled as she reached down between her legs and felt herself. The sight sent me reeling. I was so close, but I wasn't ready to come yet. She, too, was being punished. I wasn't going to come until the muscles in her mouth couldn't take it anymore.
"Let me taste you," I said. She didn't seem to understand for a moment what I meant, but then slowly lifted her fingers up to me. I bent down, taking them into my mouth and sucking. It was tangy with a mix of her and Swayze's cum from earlier. Oh, how delicious it was going to be soon for me.
"He blew his load inside you," I said after I pulled away. "Do you like being filled up like that? Does it give you that extra thrill to know that there's a small chance you're going to get pregnant? It does me. I'd love to see you filled up. Both our cum spilling from your pussy. What do you think, Swayze? Do you want to lick my jizz off her lips or her cunt?"
Domino took me to the base, and I couldn't hold it off any longer. My balls tightened in preparation. I pushed her away and then snatched her up by her hair to hold her in place just in time. I grasped my cock and milked it as I came. Domino clamped her eyes shut as my cum shot onto her face. I aimed for her mouth, covering her lips with my seed. I groaned loudly as my release took hold. It never felt as good as coming inside something, but the pleasure I gained from humiliating them both was enough to satisfy me.
Once I was done, I reached for her hand, tugging her up. I dragged her along to the wall where Swayze still leaned, now stroking himself, unable to resist the hunger and the need to come.
"Kiss her," I demanded. "Lick my cum off her swollen lips and let it serve as a reminder that you don't get to do anything without me being right there with you. I may not be in the room physically, but I'll always be present in your minds. And the same goes for me. I can't have her without taking you too. We're all in, or nothing."
Swayze had his eyes closed, tugging furiously on his cock. He needed his release more than he needed my bullshit. I reached out, grabbing a hold of his balls and squeezing gently.
He let out a choked groan and came, his jizz shooting out right onto Domino's bare breasts. He opened his eyes once he was done and looked at us both, and then with a look of pure admiration and desire, bent down and kissed her, licking every drop of my cum off her beautiful, pouty lips. When he was finished, he stood back and glared at me.
"Are you fucking happy?"
"Delighted. Now, let's go to bed before I decide to knock your ass out anyways for trying to pull that bullshit. I just got done hacking up a body and I'm tired."
Rule 39 - Domino
Don’t go into the woods alone.
Ilay between them, wide awake in the early morning post Blane's murder. I stared up at the ceiling, replaying last night over and over. So many things had happened, it was a week's worth of things in twelve hours. I turned my head, seeing Koi on my right side. He'd humiliated me. He shoved me to the ground and said awful, degrading things to me. His goal was for me to be shamed, and it'd worked, but... I liked it. The entire time he was talking, my body was responding. I'd never been so turned on before. And then, Swayze. I looked to my left. He was sleeping soundly, just like his best friend. He'd confessed his love to me, and he used his tongue like he was starving and my body was his only means for survival. Both men held my heart, and Koi was right. It was either both of them or neither.
Georgie, who'd been uneasy since they moved in yesterday, was wandering around the cabin. I got up and got dressed quickly, making an effort to be quiet. I didn't want to wake my men and deal with being dragged back to bed to feed their insatiable appetite. I mean, I liked it too, much to my surprise, but still, their dicks just did not go down.
I laced my sneakers and grabbed Georgie's leash. He bounced over to me and we slipped out the door for his morningwalk. Fog rolled in low over the camp. It was eerily quiet, and not a single staff member was passed out outside. How odd. Maybe Ruth’s death had spooked everyone enough to calm down on the parties.
I’d only gone a few feet when I remembered I wasn’t supposed to go anywhere without an escort. The note left in Blane’s hand came to mind. Whoever had killed him had been aiming for one of my family members. They weren’t specific, but considering Ruth’s murder was meant to be mine, the odds that it was me Blane’s killer had been waiting for were high.
Georgie tugged on his leash, urging me forward. I glanced back at my cabin. My stomach churned, trying to decide what to do. Georgie let out a howl and I sighed, turning back and letting him lead me. He started toward the lake.
Our abandoned bonfire was still there. The chairs, snacks, and drinks people had brought were being picked at by birds. I stared at the circle for a long time, replaying last night. We’d been brought there to be made silent, and Blane was the only one who would truly never speak about it again. I couldn’t figure it out. Everyone was there, even Uncle Carlos and Monica. None of it made sense.
Even when I was a child, growing up at the park, I hardly ever saw Monica there. Back then, I had to call her Mom, but it felt liberating not to be forced to pretend she felt anything maternal toward me. It was the same for Uncle Carlos. He didn’t have any interest in the park until after my dad died. My siblings were the ones taking care of running it now, so why was he there?
A loud snap came from the woods and I jumped. Georgie stiffened, his nose pointing toward the woods. Fear prickled my skin, but I didn’t want to scare him. Slowly, I bent down to pet his back.
“It’s okay, pal, there's no one there," I said as confidently as I could, which was not at all. My voice shook and I was sure heheard it. "Come on, let's go." I tugged on his leash and he bolted. The sharp sting of rope burn ran across my palm as the leash flew out of my hand. Georgie bound into the woods, straight for whatever had made that sound.
"Georgie, no!" I hissed and stormed after him. Terror ignited me as I was engulfed in the dark trees.
