Chapter 28: True "Onyx"
Onyx:
Making sure the deadbolt was secured with an evil laugh, shifting quickly on my heel grabbing the box hidden in the far corner of the closet.
Naughty. Naughty.
Slipping into the bathroom with a dark pep in my step as the steaming shower roared to life, wrapping my hair up in a bun to prepare quicker, because tonight my “Trouble Three” were in for a surprise.
Sliding from the steamy shower as the water droplets glistened seductively along my olive skin, towel drying with a devilish grin as my eyes gazed at my reflection in the mirror.
Coating my skin with baby powder, sliding the skintight catsuit over my curves, feeling my swollen breasts ache with an erotic tingle as the zipper climbed up my chest. Cupping perfectly under the swollen muscles, exposed by the crisscrossed halter strapping along my collarbone.
Oh! My nipples hardening from the sensation of the leather pushing into the underside of my breasts.
The black leather corset catsuit had zippers to expose my sex but constricted against the tender nerves to heighten the pleasure. Walking over to the chair tucked in the corner of the room to slid on the matching thigh-high boots, over the black sheer stockings attached to the garter belt straps.
A deep smoky eye, finished off my look as my hair hung loosely over my shoulders in soft waves. The wrap black dress hung perfectly to hide my secret from prying eyes, stepping out with a deep throbbing between my thighs as the catsuit rubbed and pinched along my dripping sex.
No more submissive Onyx.
The true “Onyx” has awaken and the trio are in for a rude awakening.
“You look gorgeous.” Birgir growled lowly as he stood in the hallway with a dark lust flickering in his eyes.
“Thank you.” I signed as he slipped his hand around my neck, embracing my red stained lips with a feverish frenzy.
“Where’s your brothers?” I smiled as my hands spoke steadily with a fluttering jolt snapping through my body.
“Waiting for you.” Birgir smiled darkly as his lips brushed along my neck.
A deep guttural growl ripped from his lips as his chest vibrated along my back. Smirking darkly as he led me towards the living room.
“I forgot something in the room.” I signed quickly, turning on my heel keeping a straight face as Birgir nodded.
Slipping down the hall into our room, making sure Birgir didn’t follow behind as the door clicked closed. Stalking quickly over to the Dragon statue as the wall clicked open, smelling the deep aroma of leather and hidden pleasure, stripping the dress from my body.
Securing my black mask across my eyes, prepping each position for my prey.
Grabbing my phone from my clutch, tucked in the corner with my dress.
“I need help.” I texted the guys with a dark smirk as I stood back, hidden in the shadows from the soft glow of the red LED lights, clenching the leather braided whip in my hand.
Dark timber voices echoed faintly as the bedroom door clicked closed.
“Why’s that open?” Davyn asked with a dark tone laced with curiosity as footsteps approached the open panel to the hidden room.
Leaning back against the wall with my foot propped against the wall as my smile grew in intensity, watching as they stepped in scanning the dimly lit room. Their eyes glowed with a dark desire, waiting for them to pass the threshold before I appeared.
“Come out, come out wherever you are.” Mikkel hummed darkly as they loosened their ties, untucking their shirts, while their jackets fell to the floor to the side.
Click…the panel closed behind them as the LED lights shifted over to a golden hue.
Pushing forward from the wall as my heels clicked sharply along the tiled floor, slowly revealing my silhouette to my three hungry Dragons, but I was hungrier.
Low guttural growls vibrated violently through my body as their glowing green orbs, zeroed in on me as I appeared swaying my hips to a stop.
“Holy Shit Fuck!” Mikkel exhaled darkly as they began to step forward.
Nope!
Cracking the whip in front of me, pointing for them to stop with a Tsking sway of my finger.
You’re all mine.
Scanning their smug smiles, watching each one take a heavy swallow against their Adam’s Apple with each step forward, trailing my finger up the black post of the bed, looking over my shoulder with a perked brow.
“Onyx?” Davyn guzzled down as their faces darkened with intense desire and lust.
Cracking the whip again as it snapped the buttons from his shirt with a precise snap.
“That means “silent”.” Birgir grunted darkly through his teeth, cracking the whip again, watching as the tiny pieces of plastic scattered through the air with soft, sharp plinks against the tiled floor.
“DAMN!” Mikkel shouted in excitement as his eyes watched me, but this time the whip cracked between his legs, missing his glorious erection that was throbbing against his thigh under his black dress slacks.
Pointing to each one and where they needed move.
Taking too much time boys.
Crack, crack, crack… the whip snapped along their feet to get “moving”.
Three large muscular Dragons, high tailed their asses to each position as directed, standing at attention.
Shivering in excitement as they stripped the final layers of material from their bodies, exposing their erections of girth and length, standing tall against their rippling muscles.
Crack.
Final warning for taking too long to strap up.
Mikkel positioned himself on one of the three St. Andrew’s crosses, followed quickly by his brothers, clipping their wrists with the cuffs and securing their ankles to the self-locking cuffs.
Their heaving chests of glistening muscles, quaked my core into a pleasure wave of spasms as I lifted my foot to the bed, bending over to adjust my thigh-high with a smooth rub up and over my ass.
Smack!
Low growls erupted behind me as my chest tightened in a blissful rush of heat.
Grabbing the three blindfolds laying on the bed, turning to them with dark smirks. Sliding up to Birgir, trailing my finger up his thigh, along his ripped abdominal muscles as they twitched in excitement.
Sliding the blind fold over his slitted eyes as his smirk grew in intensity.
“Just you wait.” He warned darkly as my hand grabbed his heavy balls in my warm palm with a deep hiss.
Dark exhales sounded behind as my head snapped over to Davyn, watching me with those same slitted eyes, licking along his lips approaching him slowly.
Stepping behind as my finger trailed over his tight gluts, flexing as it trailed over his hip along his rib cage with a chesty growl. Sliding the blind fold over his head as my tongue flicked his earlobe.
“Fuck!” He hissed darkly as his body jerked against the wooden supports.
Last but least, Mikkel and his goofy smirk tilted in a dark lust filled gaze.
Standing in front of him as his muscles flicked and shuttered violently as my finger trailed along his arm, playfully smacking his cheek as the blind fold cut of his sight for my next phase of my silent torture.
“Angel.” Mikkel hissed lowly as his tongue licked his bottom lip.
No Angel tonight.
Stepping back as my eyes drank in their glistening muscles, shivering and twitching as they stood long and hard with dark smirks laced along their faces.
Crack…hah. They flinched.
Slowly unclipping the bottom part of the catsuit, sliding the zipper with a calculated tick of each notch as low grunts and hisses filled the soundproofed room.
Smirking harder as their chests vibrated with low, guttural roars as my arousal filled their nostrils. Fists clenching, thigh muscles tightening as the removable bottom released with the final click of the zipper.
“Onyx.” They warned darkly, ignoring their dark animalistic grunts as my hand wrapped around the black and chrome Jack Rabbit, remembering the excited bliss it gave me when I lived in Demon Wolf.
Taking my position on the edge of the bed with a perfect view of my “Trouble Three”.
Hooking my heels in the lip of the bedframe as my knees swung open as I watched their bodies, flinch and jerk with the heightened senses of hearing and smell.
Clicking the Jack Rabbit to life as it vibrated with a dark hum, feeling the sparks fire erratically through my body as it rubbed my sensitive nub into a frenzy of shaky breaths.
“Not funny.” Mikkel grunted as his head lolled with the deep humming of the Jack Rabbit dipping in and out of my quivering walls.
Dropping my head back as the vibrations penetrated my walls, surging heat engulfed my body as low moans slipped from my lips as the thrusting head pushed darkly against my depths.
“JESUS FUCK!” Davyn growled as his fists clenched tightly against his restraints.
A loud gasp slipped my lips as the rhythm switched to a heavy pulse, and rapid thrusts as my knees began to shake with the rushing wave of heat. My moans grew wilder as my breath hitched with each tantalizing thrust and jolt as my body trembled in dark ecstasy.
“Yes.” I whispered hoarsely as their bodies jerked at the sound of my whispered voice, feeling my walls tightening around the mechanical torture device buried deeply into my core.
“OH. YES!” I whimpered lowly against my quivering lips as all three convulsed and jerked with each arousing sound.
“ONYX!” Birgir growled darkly as his body shook violently, smelling the small beads of pre-cum seeping from their overly engorged erections.
Sucking in a deep moan as my body exploded in a mind-blowing eruption as my juices rushed violently from my body, splattering along the tiled flooring.
Loud growling roars filled the room, wood cracking and splintering as they broke free from their restraints rushing towards my trembling body as they savagely conquered me.
Pinning me down with their hands, biting, sucking, licking every exposed inch of my quivering body, taking turns rocking my already rushing high into an animalistic eruption of chaos and euphoria.