“I want you to come on this cock,” Ro demanded. “I won’t stop until I get one more.”
I looked over to the toys on my right, saw a bullet vibrator, grabbed it and turned it on.
“I can’t,” she whispered. “Oh fuck!”
Ro guided my hand to rest the vibrator on her clit. It was set on the lowest setting and once she got used to it, I upped the speed.
“Yes, Mamacita,” Ro groaned. “I can feel your pussy fluttering for me. Come on Reina, come all over my cock.”
Valencia’s breathing grew quicker.
“I can’t… oh god, I… I…” Valencia tensed up as I rolled the vibrator in circles against her clit.
Ro thrust into her a few more times until he shouted, throwing his head back; he looked so sexy as he came. Once his orgasm subsided, he leaned forward to kiss Valencia andthe weight against me felt comforting as exhaustion hit. He whispered something to her before he lifted her off me, and I instantly missed her weight on me.
My body felt like lead as I got up. I disposed of the condom and went to get her something to drink. I grabbed a bottle of juice and water just in case she wanted something sweet. Ro was almost finished untying her when I returned, so I set the bottles on the bed. Her legs had the knot imprints on them, which worried me a little, but I had to trust Ro. The last time he had tied me up, the marks didn’t hurt, but I loved the reminder of what had happened between us.
“Are you ok, Lenny?” I ran my hands over her legs. “Do you need anything?”
“I’m thirsty,” she said, turning her head to me, still blindfolded.
“Let me dim the lights a little and I can remove the blindfold,” I said, kissing her.
She hummed her approval as I grabbed the controller to dim the lights. Ro pulled it off her face. Her face scrunched up before she blinked rapidly.
“Are you ok?” Ro asked, sounding a little concerned.
“I’m good,” she said, looking sleepy but with a smile, nonetheless.
“Water or juice?” I showed her the bottles.
“Juice,” she said, leaning up, but Ro didn’t let her move.
He picked her up, and moved to the headboard as I opened the juice. He set her down next to him as he threw an arm around her shoulder. I handed the bottle to her, seeing her drink it tentatively.
“What do you need?” I asked, sitting on the bed looking at them. “We haven’t talked about aftercare. What do you like?”
“I don’t know. I feel the need to be near you,” she said, drinking more of the juice leaning against Ro.
“Please tell me that asshole took care of you,” Ro growled.
She shrugged her shoulders. “He never asked, but he would get dressed and tell me to stay for as long as I needed. Once, he stayed with me, but not for long.”
“We would never leave you,” I said, getting closer to her. “Drink up and we can feed you and maybe take a nap.”
“Ok,” she said, sounding unsure.
Ro and I looked at each other with fury on our faces. Whoever this fuck face was, he deserved to get his ass kicked. It disgusted me that these men who called themselves doms had no fucking clue about the lifestyle except that they wanted the power. They didn’t have power, they were fucking cowards.
21
Romeo
The game in Montreal was amazing. We started off kind of crappy, but Hunter and I pulled it together after the first period. Webber was getting frustrated with us and when we finally scored, we clicked together like Legos.
It helped that as we were headed to the locker room after the second, Valencia was able to pass us a note saying that if we won, we would enjoy a gorgeous reward. That was enough for me to get my ass into gear. We were tied in the third when someone ran into Webber, knocking him back so hard his helmet flew off. All bets were fucking off.
It was such a hard hit, even Cap was pissed and joined in the fight. It was pretty awesome seeing him throwing punches and getting sent to the sin bin. After the fight, their players were more violent, sending Hunter into the board, it took him a minute to get back up.