Page 125 of King of My Heart


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He must nod or something, because when Lik looks back at me, he gulps and lets out a breathless ‘yes’.

“Good,” I smile sweetly. “My turn.” I grind my hips against his length purely to rile him up. There isn’t much he can do tied the way he is. Still, he nuzzles his mouth against my neck and lifts up his hips.

“You’re playing with the big boys now, baby. Better be ready for it,” he whispers.

I push away from him, going back on my own two feet and collecting myself.

“Pretty confident for a man at my mercy,” I taunt.

I grab Rose by her hair, barely looking at her as I force her to come closer to us. She struggles, shifting on her knees and stumbling. She grunts when I pull tight, settling her between Lik’s knees.

“You two wanted to play together? Why don’t you show us how?”

Sam places himself behind Lik and looks down at Rose on the floor at the same time as he finally frees his boyfriend’s dick from his boxers.

Lik bites his bottom lip with pearl-white teeth, so straight they barely look real. He closes his eyes, attempting to control groans of pleasure as Sam strokes his hard cock.

I look down at Rose and pull her bottom lip with my thumb. “Open.”

Her lower jaw relaxes, mouth falling open. I push my thumb in and her tongue comes to wrap around it. She sucks on it eagerly until I pull it out.

“Show me your tongue.”

There used to be a willingness to reassure Rose when I dominated her. Comforting words, gentle gestures. I don’t want that for her now; she better take it, or I might impose it on her.

She sticks her tongue out, pulling her head back to present it to me. I bring the knife to it, and she trembles but doesn’t move.

“Are you scared?” I murmur to her. She nods slowly. “Do you want me to hurt you?” This time, the nod is more assured.

So I go for it. I grab the tip of her tongue between my thumb and index finger and pinch hard. She winces but stays put. Then, like the psychotic masochist I am, I press the tip of the knife onto her tongue. I push until I see blood spreading on it, mixing with the saliva in her mouth. Tears spring to Rose’s eyes at the same time as wetness comes to drench my underwear. She shifts on her knees, attempting to put pressure onto her cunt with her leg.

I don’t think she can get more beautiful than kneeling at my feet, bloody and needy.

We stand at the end of the same spectrum, our love for pain matching and opposing.

When I esteem her tongue bloody enough, I force her to face the man tied to the chair. Sam is holding Lik’s thick, hard dick with one hand, an offering for the sacrificial lamb at my feet.

Grabbing Rose by her hair again, I look down into her eyes. “Show me how desperate you were for him, Doll.”

She shakes her head, pushing back into my hand while I push her down onto his dick.

“Rach—”

“And then maybe I’ll let you come.”

Her resistance falters, and she lets me guide her until the tip of Lik’s dick is grazing her lips.

“Show me what a good whore you can be and I’ll reward you.”

Her mouth stretches to accommodate him as she takes him in. Unbalanced, with her hands cuffed behind her back, she has no choice but to let me guide her up and down his shaft.

Her mouth comes to meet Sam’s fist, and our eyes cross. His is burning up with unfulfilled desires, and mine must be drowned in satisfaction.

My eyes move to Lik. Golden stars of pleasure shine in the depth of his eyes. He watches as I push Rose further down, his mouth hanging open and a moan freely falling off the cliff of his lips. Sam lets go, pulling his hand away, and I push on Rose’s head. She chokes, pushing back and I tighten my grip in her hair.

“You wanted him, so you got him now, doll. A nice mouthful of him.” I accompany my words with a harder push, forcing her to take all of him.

I know how hard it must be. God knows I couldn’t, but she hurt me tonight, and I’m all too happy hurting her back.

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