Chapter 50 An ego contest
Draki sat at the edge of the bed behind me, leaned in slowly and rested his chin on my shoulder.
“You smell lovely.” he inhaled.
My legs shook to the vibration of that baritone right in my ear.
“Thank you, sir.”
“Finn thinks we’re monsters. How do you propose we convince him you like being this way for us? That you begged to be our little slut.”
My clit pulsed. Just as my cheeks burned.
This was different from everything else I had known, and I suddenly could not imagine anything outside this hypersensitivity that brought feeling to even my last toenail.
I liked it.
But I could not admit this in the presence of Finn. Finn, who looked at me like an angel he did not deserve.
The fact that he was here, witnessing this, was humiliating enough.
“H-ha-aa.”
His fingers were lightly trailing down my abused breast, reactivating the pain that morphed into bubbles of ticklish pleasure. “Did he know you like this, did you tell him you like pain?”
I swallowed. “No.”
“Aha.” His voice held dark amusement, “So he simply made a lucky guess.”
I could not respond. Not when those punishing fingers were marching past my belly like determined soldiers. Not when Hale held my gaze from across the bedroom with blood-red eyes.
He was the quietest he had ever been.
“What other secrets are you keeping, doll?”
My spine turned to rod as I remembered their big fight from earlier.
His voice dropped in a whisper. “And why is it you've got a past with every man here, but me.”
I winced.
“I thought we were becoming friends.” His fingers grazed my happy trail and my body jolted.
In a flash, his left hand closed around my neck.
I gasped.
The room blurred as his thumb and middle fingers squeezed, a fixated pressure on my right and left arteries.
I collapsed against him.
Pressure eased. My vision cleared, and my body started to tremble lightly. My nipples were hard chips.
The pressure returned, stronger, and urgency flooded my chest.
The tight line of my own breath was impossible to ignore anymore.
He was choking me, and again I had underestimated the internet pages.
My head was swimming now, high on endorphins. The room looked different, the men different, like I was in some kind of euphoric nightclub where there were more drugs than common sense.
This new feeling trumped whatever Grandma’s spell had done to me in that cage. My body was weightless, my skin hot and every inch of it tingly.
Again, pressure eased, and it felt like falling from the sky back to earth.
“I want to be friends.” I finally whispered in response to his question.
My body was humming, and everything in the room felt warmer, closer, the cozy-around-a-fireplace kind of feeling.
My shame was gone.
“Friends?” He cupped my pussy, and I gasped. Loudly.
My eyes were fixed on Hale who was pressing down on his erection with the heel of his palm. Those midnight blue eyes burned into mine.
Moon above! I was so wet.
Draki squeezed my arteries again, and time slowed.
Heat flushed up my neck, face, chest. My pussy contracted and my body trembled.
Maybe there was a better word then. Better word for this new familiarity between us that wasn't friendship.
“Pet.” I licked my lips, and he released his grip.
The immediate rush of air was painful, but it spiked my arousal. I started writhing shamelessly on my knees.
“That position comes with a price.” He drank in the scent of my hair. “Are you sure you can handle it?”
“I’ll do anything.” I whispered, and meant every word of it.
After ripping my chest open the way he just did, these whispers were between our souls. This was the most honest anyone could get me to be.
“Why? Why will you do anything, doll?” Still cupping my vagina, he moved his index finger and started to slowly part my labia.
I moaned when his finger kissed the sleek moisture at my core.
“Don’t lie now.” His voice was a playful tease as I parted my lips to speak.
“I want you to be happy with me. The way you were…”
Oh goddess. His finger was slicking my wetness into my booty hole. My back arched. He was massaging it now, using my arousal as lube.
“Go on…” he urged.
“The way you were with me yesterday,” I groaned.
His hand around my throat was the only thing holding me up at this point. My body was boneless, helpless against the intense thrill of his finger teasing, massaging, stroking the sensitive flesh between my butt cheeks.
“You want to please me.” His voice turned serious.
“Yes sir.”
“Hmm.” The deep vibration in his throat was a wolf's growl. Wetness spread down my inner thigh.
He chuckled darkly in my ear, “You like my voice so much?”
My pussy fluttered in response, and his chuckle was deeper. Amused. Arrogant. The infamous dragon pride.
But I did not mind.
I did not care if he knew now that his voice always made me want to bend over and have him do whatever he liked to me.
Even if whatever included the humiliating act of grinding my booty hole against his fingers, right in front of the man whom I had pledged my body to one time. My only true mate.
Or under the pained gaze of the man I was falling in love with even though he betrayed me. The man who gave me my first kiss, orgasm, danced with me beside a moonlit lake.
Draki suddenly pulled his fingers away, and I groaned at the loss.
But then he slapped me right across my clit.
My vision darkened, and a ringing started in my ears.
It hurt. It hurt so much.
It stung with all the wickedness and vileness that Finn's lacked earlier. But night bloody take me… I was wetter.
Fiery lust clutched me as the pain receded and left a hot tingling sensation in its wake.
“I knew you liked pain.”
His chuckle carried the devil's darkness. His hand slipped between my legs again.
My hips moved up and down this time, even though his fingers would not penetrate me. Instead, they danced at my entrance. Teasing my labia, circling my clitoral hood, massaging the ring around my asshole.
“Look at them, pet.” He whispered quietly so only I could hear. “So fucking jealous. They want you.”
Finn was breathing heavily beside us, and Hale… Hale was sitting at the very edge of his seat now, like he would like to come help.
Draki did not miss this.
“Look at those eyes, like beasts. They would maul you if I tossed you to them right now.” His lips caught my earlobe, and he bit me.
I screamed, writhing, grinding, desperate for him to just touch my clit, or slip inside me as far as he could reach.
But he wouldn’t. His fingers deliberately continued to circle my clit without touching it.
I realized then that I had become an ego contest between all three men. And in the coming months, my body will be the price of that competition.
With the way they looked now, Draki groaning and moaning in my ear from behind, Hale staring into my eyes from across the room like a cheetah, and Finn restless, barely holding back beside us. Today was only the first of many nights like this.
They would all try to outshine each other, prove to the next man that they could give me more pleasure.
“Please,” I begged now. “Please.”
“You want to come?”
I nodded quickly. His hand tightened around my throat again.
The room tipped, and I swam to the very edge of consciousness. My nipples, so hard that the air made them hurt.
And my body was on fire. Like someone had turned the heater on too high.
I started to cry at that point.
He did not need a whip to bring me to tears. This denial was driving me insane.
Tears snaked down my cheeks all the way to my chest as I begged for release.
“Which one of them should I release you to?” His voice turned harsh. “Your old lover, or the man you cheated with.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You know I hate it when you say that, my pet.” He tilted my head back and crushed my lips under his.
His mouth was literally scorching with that dragon temperature. And he tasted like fiery pits of hell. Like a god’s vengeance.
Nothing was held back in the punishment, his sweet, sweet mouth, his tongue, teeth. He forced me to find a balance on the thin line between maddening pleasure and mind-numbing pain.
He pinched my clit and sucked in my screams of pain. He stuck his tongue far into my throat and fucked my mouth with it. And his palm cupped my pussy the whole time, squeezing, massaging.
Finally, he pulled away.
I watched him upside down, smiling at me.
“On your hands and knees. Crawl to your Alpha.”