Page 163 of Please Hate Me

I thought this was going to turn into me explaining the ins and outs of double penetration, but Lucian intervened, slipping two fingers under the ropes on her shoulders.

“I wouldn’t let him hurt you,” he said, as if he wasn’t the one who got off on bruises and smeared makeup. “If you don’t feel comfortable, call trust, and we’ll let you go.”

Mason looked down, seemingly taking a moment to collect herself. After a few moments, she looked back up.

“Mouth and pussy.”

“Atta girl.” Lucian patted her on the back. She glared at him, but her dirty look was short-lived.

Together, Lucian and I quickly worked out the semantics of the positioning. My first thought was doggy-style, but considering her arms were bound, I didn’t want to risk her falling. So, instead of having our girl on her knees, we tried something else.

I pulled Mason’s shoulders to the edge of the bed, leaving her with an upside-down view of the room. Her hair formed a dark waterfall, flowing endlessly into a shifting pool on the floor. If we were gentlemen, we would have asked who she wanted where... but I knew Lucian loved getting his dick sucked, so he got the honor of fucking her mouth. Lucian started slowly, lazily rocking his hips until he settled into a rhythm. His stuttered breathing let me know he was enjoying himself.

Once he was settled, it was my turn to join the fun. I dipped my fingers into Mason’s quivering pussy before rubbing her arousal on her clit. She mumbled out a moan, and Lucian bit back a curse.

“You’re absolutely dripping wet; did you know that?” I rasped.

But I realized she couldn’t answer me, given that she currently had Lucian’s cock crammed down her throat. So, instead of waiting for a response, I positioned my tip at her entrance. The warmth of her needy cunt enveloped me, causing me to shiverand groan. Once again, Mason moaned, and Lucian did the same.

“Sweetpea, I think he likes it when you’re noisy.”

After my comment, her whimpers and moans became more frantic and louder. Lucian tipped his head back, completely lost in his pleasure.

I couldn’t see Lucian’s hands, but I hoped he was pulling her hair. That thought alone caused me to go faster, to plunge deeper into her. The longer this went on, the faster my heartbeat, and the less I wanted this to stop.

But the second Lucian pulled out of her mouth, I was done for. He gave himself a long stroke, and thin ribbons of cum shot out of his tip, landing one after another on Mason’s breasts. Mason gasped, and Lucian pulled her head up by her hair, forcing her to look at me. I thrust into her hard enough to push her forward, and Lucian lifted her even more, holding her body close to mine. I fucked her like we were nothing more than animals.

Her back rested against his chest, and Lucian wrapped his arms around her, squeezing and massaging her swollen breasts. Mason’s needy whimpers filled the room, her core muscles clenched around me, and her legs started to shake.

“Oh, don’t cum yet. Look at how much fun he’s having,” Lucian scolded.

Mason did her best to look at me, but with her flushed cheeks and the haze that only ecstasy could bring looming in her eyes, I doubted she actually saw me.

Lucian’s cum dripped onto his own fingers as hiccup-like gasps caused Mason’s chest to heave. She wasn’t able to move much due to the restraints, but she managed to move her hands just enough to grip my comforter.

“Daddy Cameron, how does it feel seeing our slut so messy?”

I groaned, unable to do much else, and slowed my stroke in a desperate attempt to collect myself. Lucian had artfullydecorated Mason with his cum, and the crisscrossing pearly necklaces ignited something primal in me. I pulled out, nearly cumming as my tip brushed against her. Mason was so wet that I wouldn’t be shocked if she’d left a spot on the bed.

I grabbed her from Lucian and shifted her to the middle of the bed, taking a moment to marvel at howsmallshe was. Her legs weren’t even as thick as my arms. Of course, my arms were a hell of a lot thicker than the average man’s, but still.

Recovering from my momentary shock, I pressed my tongue to her thigh and crept slowly upward, savoring the salt of her skin. She jerked as I passed close to her cunt. Part of me wanted to stop there and go down on her so long that I forgot what it was like to breathe... But there was something else I wanted more.

So I ventured on, showering her stomach in kisses and licks, making my way toward her breasts. Slowly, I took her nipple into my mouth, flicking the bud with my tongue. The taste of Lucian lingered on her skin, and it drove me fucking crazy.

“Fuck.” Mason breathed, her voice slightly hoarse.

“Come on, you can do better thanfuck,“ Lucian chided. “Let Cam hear how much you’re enjoying him.”

But, the brat went silent. Lucian sighed before audibly opening my nightstand. After a moment, a soft buzz filled the room. I released Mason’s nipple to see he had grabbed the small vibrator I kept near my bed for “emergencies”.

“Scream ‘daddy’ at the top of your lungs, or I’m putting this on the highest setting and holding it to that greedy cunt of yours,” Lucian warned.

I looked down at Mason. Between her rosy cheeks and heaving chest, I didn’t think she had much more to give. But as she pulled her lower lip through her teeth, a sly smirk crossed her lips.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

Lucian rolled his eyes, but I could see the hidden joy on his face. He pressed a button on the back three times, turningthe dull hum into a furious buzz that rivaled a swarm of bees. Mason’s legs clenched the second Lucian put the toy near her, but I caught her thighs and forced them open.

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