“I don’t mind, really.” KC grinned at me.
“That’s not the point!”
KC ran his thumb over my bottom lip, and I melted back against the wall. “You’ll like it.”
“Oh, listening to me really fuckingisthe point.” Ren’s lips kicked up in a corner. His obnoxiously pretty hazel eyes gleamed with mischief. They were such a great color. It wasn’t fair. He should be an ugly toad.
In theory, I knew how to deal with people like this from years of existing around Barber, but that coolheadedness I’d developed went right out the window. I knew better than to give in, talk back. Knew it would lead nowhere except insanity, but I growled. There was no biting my tongue. “You aren’t wanted here,Ren.”
“Oh—” He checked out my dripping cock and tilted his head. “—why are you such a liar?” He slammed his knee against my leg and made my cock wobble.
Nothing. Not a single word would leave my mouth. I was too fixated on how every single motion of my body seemed to drive me closer to coming.
As furious as I was at Ren, most of my attention zeroed in on the fact that KC dropped like a rock to his knees. He caressed his fingers along my shaft, gathering up the precum, and I cried out as he gently swirled his fingertips over my cockhead. It was such a butterfly kiss to the most sensitive part of my straining body. It was so like him—sweet—but it had been transformed into torture by the length of time I’d been hard.
I used all my weight to struggle, but Ren’s hands were harder than manacles.
“It’ll be more fun if KC follows my orders,” Ren murmured, then attacked my mouth again, driving his tongue deep.
My head spun.
After a bit, he pulled back. “You have a hair trigger. You gotta get that stamina up.”
The fury that Ren had been adding fuel to since I’d walked in the fucking door finally exploded. He fucked his tongue deep into my mouth again, the cocky fuck, and I sank my teeth into it.
His eyes widened and he attempted to pull back for about half a second, then stilled. I didn’t bite down hard enough to make him bleed, but I glared.
His eyes sparkled with something that was far too fucking amused as he waited me out.
I shook my head a bit.
He dug his fingers into my skin. A low growl from Ren vibrated into my mouth, and I whimpered but didn’t let go.
“Fuck, that sounds so hot.Sooooohot,” KC muttered from somewhere near the spot my cock was dying to be sucked. In my wildest dreams I never would’ve thought this was how getting my dick touched by KC would happen.
Wet, perfect heat closed around my cockhead, and I gasped, releasing Ren and knocking my head back against the wall. Every bone in my body, except the one KC was playing with, melted. My skull ached, so I must’ve clonked myself pretty hard. I didn’t care. How could I?
“Oh, Oliver has some fire in him,” Ren said. He scraped his teeth along my chin, bordering on painful. I expected him to be pissed off by what I’d done, but he only grinned as he shoved a hand up the front of my shirt.
“Wh-what are you?—”
He found my nipple and squeezed painfully, then twisted. Tears welled in my eyes, but KC’s warm mouth slid farther down my shaft as he rolled his tongue around my cockhead. I wanted to look down to see the sight—how many times had I fantasized about KC with his mouth on me?—but Ren was busy dragging his teeth along my skin. I couldn’t do anything except give him room to work. He twisted my nipple again. It hurt but didn’t, in a strange way.
The sensations got tangled together until my body was one big erogenous zone.
“Fuck, fight me,” Ren said on a sigh, and as he leaned closer, he rubbed his hard-on against my hip. He was still trapped in his boxers, but I could feel the heat from his huge bulge blazing through the fabric as he humped against me. Or perhaps battered me was more accurate. It was rough.
He dropped his lips to my ear. “I’ll always win in the end. It doesn’t matter what you do. How hard you struggle. How cute you are with KC. I’m. Going. To. Win. I don’t quit.”
Fury blazed through me and my cockhead pulsed with a pleasure so good it almost hurt. I was right there, quivering on the edge.
KC stopped sucking, and I was three seconds away from dying. “Rough waters. Careful. You’re gonna make me bite.” Hesnickered, and I thrust in the direction of the sound, which only made him laugh harder.
“Sorry,” Ren said. The asshole sounded anything but.
I was going to say something awful, I could tell, but before I could make my quivering lips form words, Ren’s mouth was back on mine. My arms were starting to ache from being forced over my head. I tried to pull them down, but Ren kept me in position.
KC went back to teasing my cockhead, but this time he didn’t take it in his mouth, just rolled it around on his hot, slick tongue.
