Which was dumb.
Ren was a fuckhead.
Ren didn’tlikeme.
But I couldn’t deny I was literally aching for a chance to be the one gagging on Ren’s cock as KC slid his lips down that thick, decorated shaft, the piercings winking as they disappeared into his mouth, then back up, making that brutal cock gleam with his spit.
Ren’s face softened in a way that made me seethe with envy as he ran his fingers reverently through KC’s hair.
I clenched my eyes shut.
Seconds later, my scalp burned in a way that made my cock leak all over KC’s tie. My hair was yanked until I was sure I must’ve lost a few strands. My eyes flew open.
“You will watch,” Ren growled.
I whimpered as he held on to me, and KC crawled over to my side, all those muscles rippling. He wrapped his lips around Ren’s cock, a homing beacon for his hot, wet mouth.
The slurpsboomedin my ears.
When KC rested his hand on my thigh, I flinched. The moment I got what I wanted—to be touched—the torment became unbearable. This was just another way to fuck with me. He slid his hand up my thigh, within brushing distance of my dick, but no farther. I tried to thrust, do anything to make his hand connect with me.
Ren’s low, evil laugh only made things worse as my asshole clenched.
“Amn it!” The gag kept me from really talking, but I swore some more.
Ren slid his finger over the tip of my cock, and I gasped, chasing the sensation as all my muscles tensed until they hurt. The silk around my middle kept me from bending forward, which made the struggle worse. I was forced to stay open, exposed, vulnerable. The letdown, when it became clear that one caress was all Ren was going to give me, had me fighting hard against the silk restraints.
Ren held his glistening finger out to KC. “You want it? Too bad.” He popped his finger into his mouth, and I felt lightheaded imagining my precum on his tongue, sliding down his throat.
He bent and trailed his tongue around my ear, then flirted inside. I cried out and jerked in place as he fucked that tiny hole with his tongue like he was swinging his dick instead. Somehow, the fiery sensation had my dick on a string, and it jerked and throbbed, needing more.
A hand.
A mouth.
Anything.
“Guess what?” Ren sucked my earlobe, and my eyes rolled back in my head. “I’m going to fucking destroy everything you want, and you’re going to love it.”
With that grim promise, Ren leaned down and licked across my gag, catching my lips almost as an afterthought.
I could only stare desperately as he used KC’s hair to lead him in a sexy crawl—which gave me a great view of KC’s flawless ass—over to his bed, where he was going to fuck KC.
And Ren was right. All I could do waswatch.
And I probably was going to love it. My dick bucked and my toes curled. An odd tightness squeezed my chest.
What a fucking asshole.
16
KC
By the time Ren had me on all fours on the bed, my dick was rock hard, the slit beading with precum. My empty asshole twitched with longing for Ren’s monster. It’d been a while since I’d been fucked, and the urge had taken on a life of its own, growing and spreading until I was panting for him. Fucking Oli had been satisfying—I always enjoyed topping—but there was something extra special about having a stiff dick hammering my hole.
I wasn’t sure how I was going to handle Ren’s, though, not only because of his size, but the piercings that lined the underside. I’d never been with a guy who had a Jacob’s ladder. Or any sort of body mod.
Ren laid a sweet kiss at the base of my spine, right above my crack, and I offered him a grin over my shoulder as he massaged his fingers roughly into my hips. After the game, it felt extra good. He knelt behind me, the head of his dick sliding under my balls, smearing precum.
