Filed to story: The LORDS Series Free PDF by Shantel Tessier
I feel my throat closing up and my clit swell at the sound of his voice. Trying to calm my breathing, I take a second before lowering my back to the floor. I position myself to where Nate and the guys have a side view of me. Biting my inner cheek, I try not to make a sound while adjusting my restrained hands underneath me. Colt crossed my wrists before he tied them, and now they’re going to be digging into my back. I place my heels on the floor and spread my legs wide for him to see.
Colt kneels, running his fingers along the inside of my thigh. “Look at my slut.” There’s amusement in his voice, and his friends laugh. “She’s so fucking wet it’s running down her legs.”
I whimper, arching my back, trying to relieve the pressure on my arms. It’s not going to do any good. Colt always has a plan, and he had me lie like this on purpose.
He slides two fingers into me, and I buck my hips, wanting more.
“Look, princess.”
I lift my head as he removes them and holds his hand up to show me his glistening fingers. He reaches out, and I open my mouth, expecting him to make me clean them, but instead, he slaps me across the face, smearing my wetness on my cheek.
I cry out at the sting and close my eyes tightly so I don’t have to face his friends and my ex.
Then his hand goes back between my parted legs, and he runs his fingers over me, roughly rubbing my pussy while his thumb massages my clit.
“Fuck,” I moan. “Colt … please-“
Then he slaps it, making my back bow off the floor with a cry at the pain and pleasure it caused. Instant heat rushes to the area and makes my breath catch and my legs tighten.
“Keep them open,” he growls, slapping it again-a little harder this time-and my breath is taken away.
“Colt.” I choke out his name while that burning sensation between my legs intensifies. My nipples are hard, and my skin feels like it’s on fire. It hurts so good.
“Did you tell Nate what happened after I took that video of you on your knees?” Colt asks.
I shake my head, sniffling.
“Why not, princess? It was so hot. Watching my best friends fuck you while I held you down and refused to let you come.” He slaps my pussy again.
My swollen clit pulses. “Please,” I cry, tears running down the side of my face, and I’m having trouble catching my breath. But my hips lift on their own, begging for more.
“I want it red, princess. As red as the lipstick on your perfect lips.”
Whack.
I rock from side to side while arching my back, crying, and forcing my shaking legs to stay open for him. I feel wetness running down my ass to the floor.
I jump when I feel his fingers run over my pussy, and my heart races, anticipating another slap. But instead, he starts gently rubbing them back and forth, and I moan at the touch.
“That’s better.”
Then he’s sliding his dick into me. Stretching my burning cunt for his large size. I’m thrashing under his weight, trying to stop the tears from flowing while he starts pounding into me. Not giving me any time to recover.
“Look at them.” He grips my chin and forces my head to the left to face his friends and Nate. I’m having a hard time seeing them through the tears. “Look how hard they are. They enjoy watching you get off on me treating you like a slut, princess.”
I whimper, blinking, and the fresh tears run down my face while my eyes can’t help but fall to their jeans, and he’s right. I can see how hard they all are. Even Nate.
Colt lowers his face to mine and licks my cheek where he had slapped me earlier, and then whispers in my ear, “You’re so fucking beautiful.” Sinking his teeth into my neck is all it takes. After the stimulation from the slaps he gave me and how hard he’s now fucking me, I tumble over the edge. I’m screaming and sobbing at the same time as I come undone underneath him.
CHAPTER NINE
COLT
SHE LIES BELOW me in a trance of some sort while her body shakes uncontrollably. I feel my balls tighten and pull out just in time to come all over her stomach, chest, and face. I want her covered in it.
I’ve lowered myself to a dog pissing on my territory. As if what I did to her hasn’t already proven it. I want to make sure Nate is very clear that she’s mine and will never have a chance with her again.
I lean over her and run my hands through my cum, smearing it all over her breasts and then up to her neck. Holding it in my grasp, I bend down and kiss her. She tastes like pineapple and Malibu Rum. If a sunset had a taste, this would be it. Sweet and fucking intoxicating. She moans into my mouth, her body rising up to meet mine. Always needy.
When I pull away, I whisper against her lips, “You have a mess to clean up.”
I get to my feet and watch her pull her heavy body up off the floor. Tears silently run down her face, but she keeps her bloodshot eyes on mine like the good little slut she is.
Getting to her knees, I slide a hand into her hair. “Clean my cock, slut. Every drop.”
Parting her lips, I shove my semi-hard cock into her mouth, forcing it down her throat-long and slow strokes at first-and I start to grow hard all over again. Pulling it out, I hold it in front of her. “Lick it. Show me how thankful you are to come.”
Taking in a shaky breath, she licks her own lips before running her tongue up my shaft and wrapping them around the head of my dick. I push on her head, making her take all of me again. I hold her there until fresh tears spill down her face, and she’s shifting on her knees.
I pull out and watch the drool run down her chin and neck to mix with my cum. “What do you say?” I ask.
Sucking in a deep breath, she answers roughly, “Thank you.”
Going over to the coffee table, I pull it back to where it was originally and lay her across it, smashing her cum-covered chest down on it. “Wait right here.”
I walk into the kitchen, grab what I need, and make my way back over. I ignore our audience. They’re not important at the moment. But will come in handy soon.
Pushing the couch out of the way enough for me to kneel behind her, I spread her legs with mine and pour the oil all over my cock and along her ass. It drops off the side and down her legs. “Did he ever fuck your ass, princess?” Also, a no.
Her head hangs over the other side of the narrow coffee table, and she shakes it.
I grab a handful of her hair and pull it back, making her look up at them. “Tell them how much you love to have your ass fucked.”
Her silent cries start to grow louder.
She knows exactly what I’m about to do. By now, she’s catching on. I usually make her beg me to get off. Not this time. I’m going to have her begging me to stop making her come. I want Nate to know that he could never accomplish this with her. That he wasn’t doing it right. Not like I do.
I’m not going to take the time to get her ready for my dick. After that orgasm she had, she’s still on a high. I want to keep her there. I don’t want her coming down until I’m done with her.
Running my dick along her ass, I push the head of my cock inside her, making her sob out my name. I bite my lip to keep from smiling at the sound.
Pulling out, I work it into her again while she squirms under me. The cum on the glass table makes her body slip around easily.
“Good girl.” I kiss her shoulder while pulling back and slowly pushing inside her, listening to her soft cries, this time forcing her to take more. “Take all of me.”
I smash her restrained arms between my chest and her back, pinning her down to the coffee table while I slowly spread her ass with my cock. After several thrusts, I’m balls deep inside her. I wrap my right arm around her neck, forcing her head back, and I feel her swallow against it. “Get ready, princess,” I whisper in her ear.
She sucks in a deep breath, and I look up at Nate for the first time since all of this started, and his eyes are already on mine. With a look that could only be jealousy. Good, he understands what I’ve got.
“This is how she likes it,” I tell him, and he growls behind the tape that’s wrapped around his mouth and head. “This is how she comes the hardest. My cock in her ass and my arm around her throat.”
I tighten my arm like a snake around its prey, slowly cutting off her air, while my hips pick up their pace, making the coffee table move across the floor with the action. She no longer fights me.
She likes being held down and fucked. But her ass? It’s her weakness. It’s the one thing that doesn’t take much work. Then you take her air away? Goddamn, she’s coming within seconds.
I kiss the side of her face, licking at the sweat, tears, smeared makeup, and bodily fluids as if it’s my favorite drink in the world. Which it is.