Page 944 of Lessons in Cruelty

Kai lets out a whine of pain, his body shuddering against Rooke’s.

“I know, boy,” Rooke murmurs. “I know it hurts.” But he doesn’t pull out. He rolls his hips, grinding deep, making Kai take every inch of him despite the pain. “Just breathe through it. You’ve taken this cock before, and you’ll take it again. That’s what I trained you for.”

Kai’s lashes are wet with tears when he turns to look over at me. Shame and fury burn in his eyes, but there’s a need so raw it forces a groan out of my throat.

His cock hangs heavy between his legs, dripping onto the leather.

I soak in every bit of the debauchery unfolding in front of me, until my entire body is thrumming with want.

“Not so mouthy now, are we?” Rooke starts fucking Kai’s ass in an unhurried rhythm. Deep. Hard.

The slap of their bodies meeting fills the room. Beside them, Haven’s hand moves faster.

“Look at you, Kai,” Bastian purrs. “Being such a good toy for me.”

I see the praise land. Kai flinches, moans, and pushes back against Rooke like he wants even more of his cock.

“Fox,” Kai chokes out. “Tell him! Tell him to—Ah!” His words are cut off by an extra-hard thrust from Rooke.

“Tell him to what?” I deadpan, my voice strangled.

Rooke chuckles darkly. He fucks into Kai even harder for that, then grinds against his ass until Kai’s toes curl off the floor.

“The Deputy doesn’t sound all that sympathetic, boy. Shouldn’t have pissed him off.” Rooke looks over at Haven, seeming to notice what she’s up to for the first time.

The fact Rooke lost himself in fucking Kai doesn’t seem possible, but there’s an edge to Bastian’s voice when he snaps, “Did anyone say you could touch yourself, girl?”

Haven whips her hand away from her clit, dropping clenched fists to her side and bowing her head. “No, Sir.”

“Then what do you think you’re doing?”

She shakes her head, silent.

“You want your little clit touched so bad, let Kai lick it for you.” Rooke grabs Kai’s hips and holds him in place as he gives him another violent fuck. “You hear me, boy? Stick out that tongue and show Haven’s cunt some love.”

Haven hurries over to the couch, scrambling on. Kai shoves up to his elbows, ass still in the air for Rooke as Haven shimmies under his chest with her legs.

The sound she makes when Kai’s tongue grazes over her cunt is going to live rent free in my head for years.

“Slow. One lick at a time. She’s not coming any time soon, either.”

The fire is suddenly too hot. My cock feels like it wants to fucking burst the seams of my pants.

And all I can do is fucking watch as Kai licks Haven between her legs with long, slow strokes of his tongue. The way her face scrunches up and her fists tighten, it’s more torture than pleasure.

Rooke starts fucking Kai again in those same deep strokes, using the motion to shove Kai’s mouth harder against her. Kai moans against her wet pussy, his hole making a filthy slick noise around Rooke’s cock every time his hips snap forward.

Haven squirms and writhes against Kai’s tongue, trying to get more pressure, but it’s obvious he’s had to punish her like this before, because he teases her until she’s panting.

I don’t know where to look. My gaze keeps jumping from Rooke’s cock to Kai’s tongue, to Haven’s bouncing tits.

Then something changes, and my gaze skips to Haven’s face.

It’s the way her body suddenly locks up. There’s a frantic, almost panicked look on her face as she grabs Kai’s hair in a fist and tries to pull him off her clit. He looks over at her, and I swear I see him grin, but her pussy is in the way and I can’t be sure.

Haven’s back arches off the couch, her lips clamping closed and the fist in Kai’s hair going white-knuckled. I bite back a groan as I watch her come in Kai’s mouth, as he laps at her cunt and pushes her even further.

I go cold. My gaze flicks back to Rooke.