Page 137 of A Touch of Savagery


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“Don’t try to deny it.”

Aspen kept jerking. “He looks ready to blow.”

“Don’t cum, kitty, or I’ll have to punish you.” Oriel took away the whip.

With the way Aspen was stroking him, Roth wasn’t sure if he could last that long. “I don't think I can hold it back.”

“You better. Your purpose is to please us. That’s what sluts do.”

“I swear I’m not a slut.” Roth tried to keep still, but he bucked his hips while Aspen forced him closer. Oriel touched the knife to his nipple, and he thought he’d go crazy with the mix of fear and lust. His face grew hotter as every movement made the bell tinkle.

When the tip nicked the flesh of his collarbone, he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back for much longer. “Oh, Elira, please!”

A faint line of pain blossomed. The cut was thin, but it was enough to spike his fear and excitement while his nuts tightened.

“As long as you keep misbehaving, I’ll keep cutting,” Oriel snarled near his ear.

Roth shouted and jerked his hips as he came. Oriel made another faint cut below his collarbone. Roth cried out as the pleasure from the faint pain combined with the orgasm was so insane for a moment, it was almost too much.

Oriel growled as he grasped Roth’s throat and mumbled under his breath. “Fuck. I love watching you lose it.”

Aspen made a satisfied sound as he kept fisting Roth’s cock. The bell tinked as his breath came in ragged gasps, and the waves started to ebb. Aspen’s grip had grown slick as some of the cum dribbled down, and he didn’t stop.

“Wait!” Roth twitched at the sensitivity in his dick. “I can’t take it!”

“Maybe I’m not quite done yet.”

Roth squirmed his hips. “It’s too much.”

Oriel grabbed his hair to yank his head back. “Are you going to be a good kitty and wear your collar without complaining?”

“Yes, yes.” Roth couldn’t help but try to twist away even though he was tied to the chair.

The knife brushed Roth’s ears before it trailed down his temple, his cheek, and his throat so it could tap against the bell and make it ring.

“So you’ll hold still while your mouth’s thoroughly used?”

“I’m not sucking your cock,” snapped Roth.

Aspen stopped fisting him which was a relief, but the blade touched his balls.

“How about now?” asked Oriel. “Your mouth is for sucking, not complaining. Maybe I should cut these off. Your hole will work just fine.”

Even though he knew Oriel wouldn’t dare to nick him in that area, the threat was enough to make his breathing pick up. “Not there. I’ll do anything, okay? Please don’t hurt me.”

“Damn right you’ll do anything,” said Aspen. “Open up.”

Roth’s head was lifted and turned to the right a little, and something warm brushed his lips. He clamped them tighter but the tiny cut that blossomed on his hip without warning made him gasp.

“See? He’s such a tease. He says he’ll do it, but he tries to wiggle out of it.”

Aspen pressed the moist tip of his cock to Roth’s lips, and he opened his mouth when the knife touched his stomach. He tasted salty pre-cum for a moment before Aspen thrust himself in, and Roth choked as it hit the back of his throat. Oriel held his head still and forced him to take it.

“You make such a pretty kitty,” said Aspen. “Lap at my cock. Get it nice and slick."

“Listen good, kitty.” Oriel put the edge to his nipple. “Your mouth better stay on Aspen’s cock no matter what when he moves. If not, we’ll tie you to bed, and I’ll take the whip to your ass before we use both ends of you. Understand?”

Roth made a strangled noise as Aspen's shaft kept pumping in and out of his mouth, and the steel touched his neck.

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