Warm lips pressed along the underside of my shaft, and I groaned and glanced down. KC was on his knees, staring up at me with a sneaky grin that only made him more adorable. Ren’s knuckles were stark white where they were gripping his knees, and his lickable muscles stood out in sharp relief.
“I’m going to paint this someday,” I murmured. “Beautiful.”
Something happened that probably wouldn’t have a week ago. Ren dipped his chin while a bashful pink blush swept up his neck, took over his face, and made the tips of his ears glow like they might burn me if I touched them.
“Is being nice to me part of the torture?” he grumbled.
KC laughed. “Why are you shy all the sudden?”
“Guess I care a little more about what you two think than I used to.” He slid his fingers up and down his thighs, leaving white marks behind that quickly filled in pink.
“Make room.” It was impossible to keep the smile off my face as Ren’s nostrils flared. KC lightly jostled me with his elbow as I settled onto my knees. We both leaned toward Ren’s dick. The pierced monster was already pointing toward the ceiling. Goose bumps tingled down my spine, and I shivered as KC and I used our tongues to play a very dirty version of connect the silver dotsbetween the ends of Ren’s piercings. Every now and then we stopped to flick our tongues against each other.
“You two are pure fire.” Ren’s breath was shaky when he exhaled. “You won’t regret it if you let me fuck you right now.”
My dick bobbed, forcing my attention to the way it throbbed fiercely at the reminder of what Ren’s cock could do to my body.
“You’re right. I want you to fuck me—” I scooped up a bead of Ren’s precum on the tip of my tongue, then shot to my feet and forced the salty drop between his lips. “—so bad.”
His eyes rolled back and my heart soared. Victory was close.
“I wish I wasn’t still mad at you because then you could throw me on the floor and hold me down and fuck me until I had tears running down my cheeks, just the way you like it.”
“Oh motherfuck.” His gravelly voice zinged electric sparks into the pit of my stomach. He tossed his head back.
A gagging noise had me glancing down. Ren had his fingers in KC’s hair, and he was thrusting up into KC’s mouth.
“You lose.” I nipped his ear so hard I half expected to taste blood, and he yelped. KC sat back on his knees and wiped his mouth with his wrist.
“Shit. You want me to fuck you until you can barely walk. Let’s do it.” The desperation in the way Ren snagged my waist was a definite turn-on. All restraint was gone.
I stepped out of reach, shoving his hand away. “Do I? Or do I want to ride KC while you sit here and suffer?” A soaring, vibrant high made me feel like sunshine was spilling through my chest. This was every bit as good as being held down and fucked with the bonus of a teeny-tiny bit of fury on Ren’s face.
Ren groaned and his hard-as-a-pole cock swayed while he squirmed on the chair. For a few seconds as I stared at that studded piece of meat, I was torn because I reallydidwant those piercings destroying my prostate. I wanted it. A fucking lot. Butif I gave in, I had the feeling he would never, ever take me seriously.
As I held out my hand for KC, not that he needed it, this began to be less about messing with Ren. KC’s eyes sparkled with excitement as he hopped up and kissed me. I dragged him to the bed and shoved him down across the end.
“Pay attention. We wouldn’t want you to miss anything.” I made quick work of tugging off KC’s boxers.
“The only way to make me stop watching would be to poke out my eyeballs.” Ren laced his fingers together and cradled the back of his head.
“Ew!”
“Graphic.” KC snickered.
“Baby, can I blow you?” I ran my hands up KC’s tree-trunk thighs and quivered with the anticipation coiling tightly in my gut.
“Uh yeah.” He wriggled his shoulders as if he was getting more comfortable, putting on a show. “Who wouldn’t want that?”
His husky voice made my cock pulse, and I gave it a stroke that sent need shooting up my spine. I leaned down and popped my lips around his cockhead, moaning louder than a porn star. I felt silly acting this way, but out of the corner of my eye, I caught Ren’s fingers twitching.
KC bucked and shoved more of his shaft into my mouth, his soft, satisfied groan making me tingly all over. I was forced to ignore Ren as I bobbed my head and tried to suck KC’s soul out through his dick.
“Shit.” Ren slapped his thighs, thecrackloud in the room. “Get over here and service my cock, Kitten.”
My gut clenched. We were on a knife edge here. Would Ren respect the rules or not? He’d “lost,” but so far, he hadn’ttouched his dick. And what was I prepared to do if he didn’t listen?
“No.” I smiled at him with all my teeth. Irritation crawled through me because, as fun as this was, I preferred to follow his orders. If we got through this, perhaps I could be comfortable with that again.
