Page 156 of Vile Boys

“And you will take it all like a good fucking slut, just like her,” Ares groans, thrusting into me, no-holds-barred.

I’m shocked at how filthy he talks to Caleb, but I’m even more shocked at Caleb’s capitulation with his dominance, as though he’s used to it.

Caleb moans while being fucked, as though he enjoys being debased by Ares, and it confuses me.

He was never this submissive with me. What’s changed?

But I can’t even focus because of the way Ares spears me onto his length to dizzying depths. He’s making me wish I never stepped foot in this place … because his cock is incomparable to anything I’ve ever felt before. It’s like I’m floating in his arms, on my way to nirvana, and with Caleb’s pierced tongue rubbing my slit, I’m helpless to stop the inevitable drop into oblivion.

Why does it feel like my soul will be ripped apart by this looming orgasm?

“You feel it, don’t you?” Ares whispers into my ear. “The desire to let go as the orgasm slowly builds inside you.”

“Fuck … you,” I mutter between thrusts.

“So brazen …” He chuckles.THRUST. “Now whimper.”

I can’t even stop the sounds from leaving my mouth. That’s how much of a hold he has over me.

“That’s it, break for me,” Ares groans.

As I reach that cliff, he sinks his teeth into my shoulders, and Igasp with shock. Even though I hate him with every fiber of my being, I still fall apart. Not because I want to but because my body forces me to as it undulates on his lap. My pussy contracts around his giant hard-on so tightly I nearly faint from the ensuing orgasm.

But it’s Ares’s whisper after he lapped up my blood that truly pushes me over the edge, “Mine.”

CALEB

I can feel her clit thump against my tongue, and judging from the loud moan that just rolled off her tongue, she enjoyed herself on his length tearing her goddamn soul from her body.

I lap up the wetness that flows out of her, casually licking Ares’s length too. I can’t help myself. I want them both so much it’s destroying me from the inside out.

How could I possibly fucking choose?

He’s forcing me to, but I can’t. I can’t fucking pick between these two delights.

I need both, alone, at the same time. I don’t care as long as I can have it all.

And he knows this more than anyone else in this room.

He knows I’m so fucking desperate for more that he’s using it against me.

She’s my nemesis, a vixen I can’t get rid of, and instead of pulling me away from her, he only drives me further into her grasp just to make me hate her even more, turning my needs against me by using Blaine as the instrument.

Fuck, he feels so goddamn thick inside me. It’s not as long as Ares but definitely more girthy, and I can barely handle it. All Blaineadded was some spit, just to make it easier on me, but I doubt he cares as he thrusts in deep.

“Oh God, I can’t keep licking her like this,” I groan.

“If you remove your tongue from her clit, I’ll have it removed from your goddamn mouth,” Ares growls. “Now lick.”

God, I wish his threats didn’t turn me on, but they do.

Ares’s thrusts bounce her against his lap, making it difficult to concentrate. A part of me fantasizes about being the one to bounce on his lap like that … while another desperately wants to be the one in control of her pleasure.

Still, I eat her out like I haven’t had a meal in years. “Fuck, she tastes so good,” I murmur against her slit. “Almost makes me forget who’s fucking me right now.”

“Oh, don’t you fucking forget,” Blaine seethes, thrusting even harder.

Goddammit, I didn’t know he could fuck like that.

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