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Blaze abruptly pulls from inside me and reinserts the plug. I listen to his clothes rustle some more behind me and listen closely as he walks across the room. The armoire door opens and shuts. His footsteps get closer again, and something slides down my back. Without warning, something lands on my back. Fire shoots down my spine, and I jerk in the binds.Flogger. Blaze used it on Eli the night everything started with all four of us. He doesn’t let up, focusing on my back, ass, and thighs. Whimpers are falling from my mouth, quickly followed by moans, but I don’t need a safeword. Eli’s words are running around in my head, assuring me Blaze would never hurt me. My cock is so hard that it hurts, and the constant jostling is making it pull on the nipple rings. I lose count of how many times he’s hit me with the flogger, and I start floating. I’m jerked back to reality when he thrusts inside me again. Something slides around my neck under my chin. “Hold up two fingers if you want to stop.” The thing around my neck tightens, and my air is cut off as Blaze continuously slams inside me.
Blaze’s thrusts are brutal and fast. His arms are anchored around my waist, so that means someone else is controlling my breath. Kane’s cologne hits me seconds later, and shame is nowhere in sight that he’s helping with this. I’m lost in a sea of emotions and sensations. Dark spots start dancing in my vision, and the hold on my throat loosens. “Daddy,” I whisper.
“Yes,Litso kukly.” I feel Kane’s lips dance across mine. “You’re doing so good.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
Blaze pulls from me again, and my asshole starts clenching around nothing. I miss him inside me, but I don’t dare say a word. I know from Eli that if I did, Blaze wouldn’t give me what I wanted because I’m being punished. I’m not even sure if he’llletme come at this point.
“Oh fuck,” I choke out when someone slaps the top of my cock, making it bounce. As soon as it settles, they smack it again.
“Look at you leaking everywhere like the pretty little cum whore you are,” Blaze says. “You like my cock that much?”
“Yes, Sir,” I groan when he does it again. The slaps make every nerve ending light up, and it goes straight to my balls.
“Open your mouth.” My mouth drops open, and Blaze shoves two fingers in there so far that I gag on them. “Taste yourself, Boy toy.” He starts fucking my mouth with his fingers, and I feel saliva dripping down my chin. “You make such a mess.” I feel him get closer. “And I fucking crave it.” I moan around his fingers, and his hand slaps my sore ass. “We’re almost done. Then I’ll come in your needy ass and watch it drip down your thighs.” He pulls his fingers free and smears my saliva all over my lips. “I might let you come. I haven’t made up my mind yet.”
“Please, Sir.” That slips out before I can stop it, and I immediately regret it when Blaze starts roughly stroking my cock in a tight grip. He brings me right to the edge and drops his hand.
“I don’t think I will.” I whimper, and he chuckles cruelly. “Bad boys don’t get what they want. I’ll keep you right on the edge all night long and still won’t let you come.”
He moves around again, rummaging through the armoire. I have no idea what he’s about to do, and I tense in anticipation. He walks back and slides his hand across my hands. “Relax, Boy toy.”
I struggle to get my muscles to obey, and when they do, something slaps across my back. I’m not sure exactly what it is, but I feel panic rising to the surface, childhood memories assaulting me left and right. My breath starts sawing in and out of my lungs, but I try to fight against it. When it hits me again and slaps the top of my hip, I can’t stop it. “MOON!”
The blindfold is ripped off, my arms are free from the cuffs, and Blaze pulls me into his arms. He hooks an arm under my ass, lifts me, and walks to the corner with the big chairs. He sits down with me on his lap, tucking my face into his neck. “Shhhh, it’s okay, Jax. I’ve got you.” I try to pull back, and he holds me tighter. “Let me take care of you.” I wrap my arms around him and move closer. Tears are pouring down my face, and I’m helpless to stop them. Memories of things I thought were long buried won’t stop playing on repeat. A sob erupts from my chest, and I feel more hands on me.
“Talk to us,Litso kukly. What happened just now?” I shake my head fast against Blaze’s neck. “We can only help if you tell us.”
I feel fingers slide through my hair. “Please talk to us, Jax,” Eli says softly.
“Let me take the clamps off, we’ll take a bath, and I’ll put lotion on your back,” Blaze says, his voice softer than I’ve ever heard. He gently undoes the clamps and slips the ring from my cock. I whimper into his neck as the feeling comes flooding back to my nipples. “I’m sorry. Sweetheart, can you run us a bath?”
I stay cuddled to Blaze until Eli walks back in to tell us that it’s ready. Blaze slides his arm under my legs and stands, pulling me to his chest. He climbs into the gigantic jacuzzi tub, sitting with me on his lap. The water sloshes again, and I feel Kane’s hand slide against my thigh with Eli’s beside his. They sit there in silence with me until I get myself back under control. My tears finally stop, and I can breathe a little easier. I pull to sit back, and Blaze lets me this time. The look on his face is something that I’ve never seen. He looks sad and worried. I reach up and smooth the frown line between his brows. “I’m okay, Blaze.”
“Nothing about that was okay. Did I go too far?”
I shake my head. “It wasn’t you.”
“Will you talk to us?” Kane asks. “Something made you panic like that.”
I scoot off Blaze’s lap so I’m sandwiched between his and Kane’s big bodies. I tangle my legs with Elijah’s so all of them are touching me somewhere. With all the bullshit of Kane and Blaze being who they are, they still stopped everything in there with one word and made sure I knew I would be taken care of. My heart cracks in my chest at that thought.
“My stepdad used to beat me with a belt when I was a kid,” I admit. “It happened for years. Whatever you were using reminded me of that.”
“It was a whip,” Blaze says quietly. He wipes the tears from my cheeks and kisses my lips softly. “I’m so sorry.”
“It wasn’t your fault, Blaze. I enjoyed everything you did until then and know you wouldn’t hurt me that way.”
“Is he dead?” Kane demands. “Your stepdad. Is he dead?”
“I don’t know. He took off when I was twelve.”
“He is now,” Kane growls, pulling my face to his with fingers on my chin. “I’ll make sure he suffers for laying a hand on what’s mine.”
“Kane…” My lips seal shut at the look on Kane’s face.
“I need a name.”
