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“As much as you can take,” Jaxon adds, and I can hear the desire in his voice too, see him slipping into his role. It doesn’t come as naturally to him as it does to the other two, but it’s there, and as his arousal grows so does his ability to dominate me. “I want you coming until you can’t take anymore, Athena.”
“Eventually,” Cayde adds darkly, smirking as he steps towards me. “First, you’re going to show us what that smart mouth of yours is really meant for.”
Outside of this room, I would have had something to say about that. But in here, all of that slips away. I don’t have to fight back, don’t have to hold my own, because these three guys already know what I’m capable of. They know that I’ll give them back as good as I get, when we’re done and we step back outside. In here, there’s nothing for me to prove.
All I have to do is submit, and accept the pain and pleasure in turn that they can offer me.
Cayde wraps his hand around his hard cock, his feet spread apart as he stops in front of me, his cockhead nearly brushing my lips. “Open that pretty mouth for me, little Saint. I want to feel it on my cock.”
I obey, parting my lips and leaning forward, brushing them over the velvet tip of him. I can taste the salty tang of his pre-cum already, beading on the tip, and I run my tongue along the ridge just beneath it, feeling the shudder that ripples through him. I’ve been with him long enough that I know what he likes, the spots that give him the most pleasure, the touches and rhythms that he likes. I know it well enough to tease him, too, and I do that now, rubbing the flat of my tongue over that ridge and the small soft divot of flesh just beneath his cockhead, knowing that it drives him insane.
Cayde knows exactly what I’m doing, too, which makes it all the better, the push and pull between us. His eyes darken as the pleasure of it hits him, his hand tightening around his erection, and he grins, his hips arching forward as he shoves himself between my lips, forcing me to take more of him into my mouth. I have to work to accommodate him, my lips pressing tightly against his swollen flesh as he stuffs himself deeper into my mouth, grunting with pleasure as he feels the wet heat engulfing him, my saliva dripping down his flesh as I struggle to take more of it.
“Good girl,” he murmurs, his hand sliding around the back of my head as he steps closer. “Take it all. That’s right, little Saint. Take more of my fat cock…down your fucking throat…ah!” He grunts again as he slips into the back of my throat and I choke, my muscles clamping down around him as I struggle not to panic, the sensation of being unable to breathe almost too much. I’ve been here before, I know that I’m not actually suffocating, and I know what will please Cayde. Out of the corner of my eye I can see Jaxon stroking himself slowly, his desire overtaking him as he watches me take Cayde’s cock hungrily, waiting his turn. It’s been a long time since he’s had my mouth, and I know that he wants it. I’ve never sucked him in front of the others, never done anything to him other than lie there while he sprayed his cum over my stinging flesh while Cayde and Dean were present, and a rush of adrenaline bursts over my skin at the thought. I can see from his face that he’s thinking about it too, about fucking me while the others watch, and I can tell that it’s turning him on.
Something about that only adds to my arousal, that he wants it despite himself, just like me. Out of the three of them, Jaxon and I are the most alike, and the idea of sharing that experience with him excites me as much as I can tell it does him.
Cayde’s hand tightens in my hair. “Eyes on me when you suck my cock, little Saint,” he growls, and I moan, the sound muffled by all of his thick length shoved between my lips. He holds me there, my nose nearly grazing his abdomen as my throat tightens around him, my tongue rubbing against the underside of his cock in an effort to suck him as he fucks my throat slowly, hips rocking as he holds me in place for his pleasure.
Andfuck, I love it. I’m so fucking wet, drenched, my hands gripping my thighs as I brace myself, forcing myself not to reach between my legs and rub my aching clit without permission. I’m dying to be touched, my heart racing with the anticipation of it, and I know that I have much longer to wait before I’ll be allowed to have what I need the most.
Cayde finally pulls himself free, and I gasp for breath, gagging as I look at his cock hovering in front of me, wet and glistening. He smirks at me as he grips it, sliding his fist along the slick length, and he steps to one side, nodding at me. “Take a turn, Jaxon,” he grunts, still slowly stroking himself as Jaxon steps forward, his face taut and eager as he angles himself towards my mouth.
I lean forward, wanting more, wanting the feeling of having my mouth filled again. I flick my tongue out, darting it over his piercing, licking the sensitive head. I know he loves it when I play with the jewelry there, pushing and teasing it with my tongue, and I do that for several seconds as he groans, his hand squeezing his cock as he lets me play with him.
“Open your mouth,” he groans, his dark eyes meeting mine, the long shock of his dark hair falling to one side of his face as his hips thrust forward. “Take all of it, Athena. Now.”
I know what he wants, and I don’t know if I can do it. He’s as thick as Cayde and longer, with the piercing on top of it, but I open my mouth anyway, obeying him as smoothly as I do the others. I’m his to dominate tonight too, his to command, and I slide my tongue out, letting him thrust forward, every inch of his length pushing into my mouth and down my throat as swiftly as he’d thrust himself between my legs if he were fucking me there instead.
For a second, it’s almost too much. The sensation of his piercing suddenly in the back of my throat, along with so much of his cock, almost overwhelms me. And he knows it, because his hand is suddenly at the back of my head, steadying me as he pushes forward, his face dark and tight with lust.
“You can do it, Athena,” he growls, and a shudder ripples through me at that. Iwantto, I want to take it all for him, and I look up at him wide-eyed as his hand presses against the back of my head, his tall, leanly muscled form leaning over me as he groans aloud with pleasure.
“Fuck,” he hisses through clenched teeth as he slides into my throat. “Fuck that’s good. That’s right, baby. Take that fucking cock. Do it. You’re such a fucking good girl, Athena. You’re so fucking good at it. Yesss---”
My thighs squeeze together, pleasure rippling over me and through me until I feel as if I could almost come just from that, just from the sound of Jaxon’s voice thickly praising me as I swallow his cock. I want it so badly, I wanthim, and I do everything I can to take all of it, until my nose is touching his skin and I can breathe in the scent of him, warm and male, and it turns me on so much that I’m trembling as I look up at him.
His expression is taut with lust, and he groans as I slide back off of him, my tongue twisting around his length as I do so. I take him once more, and then Cayde is standing next to him, his cock thrust out for me to switch between the two of them.
I hear Dean groan from the other side of the room, and I glance over to see him rubbing his hands over his thighs, the bulge of his hard cock clearly showing, straining against his fly. He looks hungry, watching me suck first Cayde’s cock and then Jaxon’s, going back and forth between the two of them, bobbing up and down as I suck at them both eagerly, wanting more.
“God, that feels so fucking good.” Cayde pushes himself into my mouth once more, Jaxon right next to him waiting to rub his cockhead over my outstretched tongue when Cayde slides out. “I think it’s time for something a little more exciting though.”
He reaches for me then, grasping my wrist and pulling me upright. He spins me almost immediately, both of my wrists suddenly behind my back and held in his grasp as Cayde moves me forwards, towards the St. Andrew’s cross.
The wood of it feels cool against my skin as he pushes me against it, and I gasp at the sensation of it against my breasts, all of my skin more sensitive than usual. I feel a long-fingered hand that I know is Jaxon’s on one of my wrists, lifting it up to fasten it to one side as Cayde buckles the strap around my right wrist, and then they both kneel down, spreading my legs and binding my ankles at the bottom of it.
I’m trembling with how aroused I am, my body bound and splayed out for them on the X-shaped frame, and I hear Cayde chuckle as he stands up, his hand resting on the back of my thigh.
“Fuck, you’re wet. I can see it from here.” He runs his fingers up my inner thigh and I shudder, especially when he steps sideways so that I can see him lick my arousal off of them, his eyes dark and hungry as he looks at me. “You taste fucking delicious,” he groans. “I bet you’d like me to lick that wet pussy for you, wouldn’t you? You’d like my tongue on your clit?”
I can’t pretend anymore. “Yes,” I gasp, my hands tightening as I shudder against the wood, bracing myself in the straps. “God, please Cayde, I need it—”
“Such a horny little pet.” Cayde chuckles. “Not yet. You’ve been a good girl so far. Take the rest of your punishment as well as you took our cocks, and you’ll get fucked until you can’t come any more, little Saint.”
I moan at that, my thighs flexing as they try to clench together, but I can’t anymore. My legs are splayed open, the frame tilted forward just enough that I know they can see my swollen folds between my legs, glistening with arousal for them, dripping down the insides of my thighs. I try to rub my hips against the frame, to get some friction against my clit, but the sharp, stinging slap of Cayde’s broad palm against my ass tells me immediately that I won’t get away with that.
“Bad pet,” he growls, his hand squeezing my ass where his palm struck me. “No pleasure for you until we tell you otherwise. You’ll wait longer for it, now.”
