Page 80 of Complete Me

“Yes.” I try to keep the frustration out of my tone, but I fail miserably.

Xander’s hands and lips are gone in an instant. “Are you getting impatient?”

I shake my head. “No. Okay, maybe. I’m sorry.” Dammit. Now he’s going to tease me more. “Please, baby. You know how much I love your mouth on me.”

“I don’t think you’re ready for that yet.” I whimper, disappointment and frustration too strong to hold it in. The click of the lube bottle’s pump gives me some hope that something good will happen soon. I’m not disappointed.

Whether out of pity or something else, Xander grips my cock firmly in his slick fist and strokes me hard and fast. “Oh, fuck, yes!” I try to thrust, forgetting the ropes won’t allow for that. But it doesn’t matter because Xander’s getting me there. “Fuck. Feels so good.” My thighs and chest flex against the ropes, and I’m very glad we’re not using jute, or I’d be covered in rope welts. I lean my head into the V of my wrists and moan, feeling the tingling start in my tailbone. The sound of a zipper opening has images of Kaino fully dressed, cock in hand, filling my mind, and immediately, I’m on the edge. “I’m gonna come.” In an instant, Xander releases my cock. “No! Fuck, baby, no.” I try to thrust again, searching for his hand.

“Good boy, Xander.” There’s a slight breathiness to Kaino’s usual calm tone, and I know they’re stroking themselves. “You have the makings of a good switch.” I can practically feel the smugness rolling off of Xander. “Touch him again, Kit.”

Rather than the anticipated feel of Xander’s hand on my cock, I feel him move away. I tilt my head, trying to listen for clues. He’s only gone a few seconds before dropping back onto his knees between my legs. “Try this.”

For a split second, cool silicone rests against the head of my cock, and then slicked nubs squeeze my glans, and I groan. “Fuuuuck, yes.” Xander pulls the stroker further down my cock in a slow glide. It’s a tight squeeze, just how I like it, the ridges and mini nubs hugging me perfectly. I want to be impervious, show them I can resist, but Xander knows how to make me ache. And he uses that knowledge to torture me in the most exquisite way.

When the stroker makes contact with my pelvis, Xander pauses. “Good?”

“So fucking good.” My cock throbs against the tight silicone walls of the stroker, and I thrust again, wanting more. Xander takes the hint and pulls the toy up, tugging me with just the right amount of suction. “Fucking hell. How is this so much better than when I do this to myself?”

Xander chuckles. “Because it’s me doing this to you, and you know I’m incredible.”

“Baby, you are. You always make me feel so amazing.” The slight rise in my voice is directly related to the increased speed Xander’s using to stroke me. “Fuck. Oh, fuck.” The pressure of the toy’s grip is exquisite as he strokes me from base to tip, the ridge at the top adding the perfect amount of pressure to the frenulum on each pass. The slick sound of skin on skin, not my own, has me ready to explode again. If I don’t let on, we can still play until I recover. Right? I bite my lip and try to keep still, but my body betrays me as small tremors shake my legs, and my breaths turn to pants. Xander speeds up the stroke, and I wonder if maybe he’ll let me come this time. I futilely thrust, letting my legs fall open as far as the rope allows, my breath coming in short gasps. On the next upstroke, the toy is gone, and the pressure building in my balls plateaus and starts to fade. “Noooo, fuck, no, please, baby.”

“What do you want, Bjorn?” Kaino’s voice is definitely lust-deepened, and the sound of the slick stroking slows.

Fuck. Kaino’s watching Xander play with me. They have their gorgeous, slim cock in hand, maybe even playing with their balls… “Oh, fuck. I want to come. Please let me come.”

“You want this to be over? Are you done?”

Hell no, I don’t want this to be over. “Can’t I come now and then again later?”

Their dirty chuckle is like a direct caress to my balls. “What do you think, Xander? Should we let him come?”

“No.” A low humming starts, and my cock jumps as my abdomen contracts in anticipation. “I’m not done playing yet.”

Kaino laughs again. “Have we created a monster?”

Before I even consider the consequences, I blurt out a response. “Yes. He’s enjoying this far too much.”

Xander’s voice is full of sass. “Oh, sweetheart. You don’t know the half of it.”

Something slim and cool slides into my ass, and I moan. “Fuck, yes.” In a purely Pavlovian response to what is about to happen, the soft whoosh of the inflation bulb threatens to make me come. “Go slow. Please go slow or I’ll come. I won’t be able to help it.”

The expanding pressure in my ass has me squirming moments later. Xander firmly grips my thigh, demanding my attention. “Tell me when to stop. I don’t want to hurt you.”

I nod. “I will. I promise. But keep going.”

Xander squeezes the bulb several more times, his compressions getting slower with each squeeze, and I appreciate how careful he’s being. “Bjorn?”

“Still good. Close, but not there yet.” Xander pumps two more times, and I nod quickly. “Oh, fuck. Stop.” My ass is so full, and my cock is throbbing with each beat of my heart.

“Don’t. Come.” Kaino’s voice is firm even though the sound of their lubed strokes is erratic.

“Won’t. Had Xander stop before I got there.”

Xander’s voice is part amused and part frustrated. “Jesus, I’m over here, hard as a rock, but not touching myself because I’m trying to keep my heads in the game, both of them, and you two are ready to blow.”

Kaino’s voice is pure sex, all deep and growly. “Tell me seeing our gorgeous, muscly lover tied up like a present, spread open for us, cock leaking like a pipe about to burst, with a damned inflatable filling him to capacity doesn’t melt your retinas and make your cock ache.”

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