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Thwack.
Mother. Fucker. He hadn’t wanted kids right? As soon as this ended he was having his balls surgically removed.
“Don’t fucking interrupt me.”
Smack.
A high-pitched whine slipped. How did some guys get off on this? Fuck, fuck he hated it.
Eventually it stopped – a long, long time after it had started. Possibly two whole minutes.
“Miss Korsgaard, kiss it better.”
No. Fuck.
He didn’t want anyone touching him as he relearned how to process oxygen. His legs tried to draw up, but couldn’t. He just wanted the fetal position, for fuck’s sake. Was that too much to ask? His skin was cover
ed in raised red welts. It felt as if there should be blood, and he felt like a wuss because there wasn’t any.
Min’s mouth hovered, her breath hurting him even before her mouth touched his skin. He was amazed his balls hadn’t migrated up into his body but he wished they had.
“Fuck. Stop.” He groaned.
She hesitated, trying to pull back, but Severin grabbed her hair and forced her back to her task.
“Did I tell you to fucking stop, Miss Korsgaard?” he snarled. “If you’re getting conflicting orders, guess whose you follow?”
She licked Rodrigo gently, her tongue flicking over him with the least contact she could probably manage. Although he would have thought it impossible, his now wilted cock twitched back to life. If Severin was making her do this just so he could start beating his balls again...
Fuck. What the hell was his safeword?
As soon as he stopped feeling as if he was going to die, his fucking dick got rock hard. Of course. There was no resisting Minnow’s sweet little mouth. Severin grabbed Rodrigo’s cock and squeezed it, giving it a few pumps with one of those sandpaper hands of his before letting it smack him in the belly.
“Suck his cock, Miss Korsgaard, but gently. The poor guy’s been through hell.”
Minnow’s hot mouth closed over the head of his cock, and she sucked. Rodrigo groaned with pleasure, and her tongue circled the head. Severin pulled her back.
“Gently, I said. And touch him. Make sure he can barely feel it.”
The fucking bastard.
Minnow’s eyes widened as she realized what Severin wanted her to do.
He buried his hand in Rodrigo’s hair then bent his head back at an odd angle, staring down into his eyes. “You fucked up, puppy.”
“Yes, Severin.”
The way Severin had his neck bent, he had no choice but to arch his spine to alleviate the discomfort, but that brought his hips and cock up harder against Minnow’s feather-soft touches and kisses before she could react to the change and withdraw slightly. It wasn’t too bad yet, but he wasn’t sure how long he’d be able to hold out before she’d have him twisting in frustration.
Severin’s mouth came down on his, and he kissed him tenderly. Suddenly being tied to a chair wasn’t so bad.
They kissed for a few minutes, Severin’s facial hair rough against his lips, and his tongue like heaven in Rodrigo’s mouth. His hips thrust impatiently at Minnow’s teasing mouth, but she was getting better at evading his attempts to get more sensation.
“Open your mouth.”
Rodrigo opened wide and Severin spat in his mouth, as though he was an owned and worthless piece of shit. God help him, but the ferocious possessiveness in Severin’s cold gaze made him feel claimed rather than disrespected.
Rough hands bowed him back, and Severin forced his cock deep into Rodrigo’s mouth. Choking, mouth stuffed full, he gagged, loving the ridges and piercings against his tongue almost as much as he loved Severin using his body for his own pleasure.
