One, I’m not sure which, unbinds my wrists. My eyes are closed and I’m zapped of energy so I just let them do what they want, pulling out of me and flipping me over so I am now chest to chest with Kayne.
“Hi, kitten.” He traps my head and kisses me. “Feeling okay?” he asks haughtily. He’s enjoying this, I think, more than either of us expected.
I just grunt in response, attempting to cuddle up and fall asleep in his arms.
“We’re not through yet,” he informs me as he runs his hands down my sides and grabs both of ass cheeks.
“I told you there was a certain place I wanted to come,” Jett murmurs behind me. His heated skin pressing against my own. “Let me in.” He rubs his still erect cock between my cheeks as Kayne spreads them open.
“Let us both in.” They simultaneously move to enter me. Kayne first, sliding into my pussy easily, while Jett works his way into my already exploited buttonhole. My womb knots like a twisted rope as I’m filled again, my body bowed in the new position.
“Come with us, Ellie.” Kayne threads his fingers in my hair and grabs hold, keeping my face an inch away from his. He licks and bites on my bottom lip as the two of them let loose, fucking me hard, pursuing their own pleasure. “Come on, baby, come.” Kayne thrusts at the same time as Jett and my body locks up.
“No,” I plead. I don’t think I can survive another earth-shattering quake like the one before.
“Yes.”
“I can’t.” I strain as their cocks swell inside me, close to the brink.
“You can, and you will, because we say so.”
“No.” I nearly cry as one of them rubs my clit, adamantly, unforgivingly.
“Yes.” Jett pulls my head back and kisses me, plunging his tongue into my mouth the same way he’s plunging his cock into my ass.
“Come.” My clit is rubbed harder, my nipples are teased and I’m filled to the brim as I dance the darkest rhythm of my life. Then it happens, an orgasm snowballs inside me, growing larger and larger with every strike and stroke and pinch until there’s no stopping it. Until the demands on my body win out and my core catches fire and burns me alive.
I scream into Jett’s mouth as I’m thoroughly fucked. Fucked until I go slack and the two men controlling me come. Come in my bruised, sore, supremely satisfied body.
Holy mother of God.
The last thing I remember is being cocooned in a blanket of warmth, heavy breathing, and soft lingering kisses, right before I pass out cold.
I WAKE UP TO THEsound of laughter echoing faintly through the house and the smell of coffee. I sit up in bed, my aching body protesting as I stretch my arms and legs. I’m still chained to the headboard; there are bruises on my hips and a bite mark on my shoulder. I look like a wreck, but I feel completely blissful. I unbuckle my collar and slink out of bed. Holy shit, I’m sore from tip to tip between my legs. I hobble into the bathroom to brush my teeth then throw on a pair of shorts and a tank top. I’m just at the top of the stairs when Kayne comes bounding up. When my eyes meet his, I suddenly blush, unexpectedly self-conscious.
“Hey.” He cups my face and gives me a kiss.
“Hey,” I respond shyly. Why am I uncomfortable? This is my husband.
“Why are you so red?” he asks curiously.
Because you shared me with your best friend last night and I’m not sure how I feel about it.
Or how you feel about it.
I shrug in response. “Do you still love me?” I wonder out loud.
“Ellie?” Kayne is thoroughly amused. “Why would you ask something so ridiculous?”
“Because of last night?”
“You think I’m mad?”
I shrug again, attempting to be cute and, well, tempting.
“Do I sound mad?”
I shake my head.
