Page 14 of Beltane

My cock sprang free, throbbing and sticking straight out between us in an embarrassing display of arousal. Sucking Lex off always turned me on, and he knew it. So when he glanced down at the precum dripping off the tip, I swallowed my humiliation as he laughed and shook his head.

“Such a fucking slut for me, huh?” He grabbed my cock and I buckled at the hips, falling into his chest. That made him laugh harder, but in a cruel, sinister way that shamed me for being so damn in love with him that making him hard riled me up.

“I’m not the one so hot and bothered that I’ve forgotten about foreplay.” I pushed my hips forward, jerking myself in his fist. “I thought you were a gentleman.”

That made him almost break character, and he licked his lips and smiled. “When did you get so desperate for my mouth?”

I leaned in to taste the skin between his pulse and his clavicle, and then it was his turn to shake. He tried to hide it, but I felt it, and he shoved me against the table, my ass hitting the edge before he pushed my shoulders back and positioned my hands above my head.

“Don’t fucking move.” He leaned down to kiss me, covering my body with his before kissing his way down my neck and shoving my shirt up so he could drag his tongue over my chest. Last Solstice, I’d caught an early flight home and come here to spend the winter holiday with them. I’d walked in on Ivy tied to this very table, blindfolded and gagged. Lex had edged her for an hour beforehand, so when I touched her, she jumped. Every inch of her skin had been so sensitive that I thought I’d make her come just by ghosting the tips of my fingers over her arms.

Now that I found myself in her position, I didn’t know how she didn’t. Lex hadn’t even touched my dick yet and I was about to bust all over the place. Then, he looked up at me from between my legs and put a hand on my stomach to hold me down while he took me.

Fucking hell, my hips fought him on their own, seeking more of him, more of the slick warmth inside his mouth. He flicked his tongue over my cockhead, circling down and sucking back the way that made me tremble. He tightened his grip on my shaft as he worked me, and I threw my head back and closed my eyes, relishing in the euphoria cascading over my body.

“Fuck, DC,” I said, resisting the urge to run my fingers through his head of thick dark hair. Lex had been the first guy to ever do this to me, and if that eighteen-year-old boy could see me now, he’d be impressed with how long I could hold my load. I’d come in about a minute the first time, the temptation of Lex’s magnificence far too irresistible. Who wouldn’t want to shove their cock into the mouth of a man this powerful? That he was equally obsessed with me fueled a sick part of my ego, and I sometimes wondered if that made me a piece of shit. Maybe I’d stopped caring a long time ago.

When he’d had his fill, he let me go with a loudpopand stepped back, grinning like a thief who’d stolen the crown jewels and gotten away with it. He ran his hands over my abs and my chest, running them up my shoulders to my arms.

“Such a fucking meathead,” he said before flipping me over and slamming my torso back down on the hardwood. I winced at the sharp jolt that went through me, but that added to the pressure building in my balls. I loved him like this, and I loved to be used like this. And he knew it, which made it even more intense and overwhelming.

He stepped away, a cool rush of air taking his place as the sound of a drawer opening and shutting brought me back to reality. The click of a bottle lid echoed through the room, and Lex took his spot behind me again, his hard thighs pressed up against the back of mine. My cock was trapped between my stomach and the table, but even that felt like heaven when his fingers slid against my ass. I sighed and melted into the touch.

“There he is,” Lex murmured, “my pliant knight. So defeated now that I’ve got my fingers in your ass, huh?” He nudged inside me, his forefinger slick and hot. I pushed back against him, welcoming the touch, needing him deeper inside. Tingles shot down my legs when he hit the spot that drove me wild and I sighed, a soft moan echoing from deep in my chest. “Imagine how good my cock will feel.”

“So fucking good.” The words tripped over my lips, coming from a place only he drew out of me. I wanted to give in, to let him have his way, but I’d started this for a reason. I couldn’t lose my intention now. “But do you think you deserve that?”

“Deserve.” He repeated the word, not so much to question as to make sure he’d heard it right. “I took care of your precious Weeds the way you wanted. I held down the fort while you went off to play soldier on some soft-core porn TV show.” He leaned over me, his chest to my back, one finger becoming two inside of me. “I think I deserve quite a bit.”

Visions of a hot dorm room in Killwater came to the forefront of my mind. Me—holding him down by the throat as I fucked him into being nice to Ivy. Him—fighting how he felt about her the whole time but willing to do anything for my tongue on his cock. Not much had changed since then.

Once upon a time, he’d made me promise to come home to him and Ivy, that once I’d had my fill of Hollywood, I’d spend the rest of my life with them. I’d sworn my devotion at the time, but I thought I’d have decades until I’d have to pay up. It had only taken four years.

The long nights of filming for months on end had caught up to me. I hadn’t told them yet, but this tour was my last. I had negotiated a change in script that would allow my character to return home earlier in the story than planned. While they weren’t killing me off, I would only be needed for a few episodes in the next two seasons. It wasn’t over, but it was a reprieve, and that was what I needed.

“You were a prick to our princess,” I said. “Such a nasty fucker until she put you in your place. I should edge you all day to teach you a lesson.”

He snarled and yanked my hair, forcing me to stand upright, his body pressed so firmly against mine. “She put herself in danger.”

“She was scared,” I said, “and trying to protect you.”

“She hurt you,” he whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear, but the words broke when he said them. He snaked one arm around my torso, holding me tighter, as if clinging to me for strength. “Watching Ivy waste away nearly killed me. It doesn’t matter what he did to Miri. I’m…” He paused and let out a ragged breath. “I’m gonna gut him for fucking with her…for tormenting all of us.”

“It’s okay, DC,” I told him, grabbing his hand on my stomach to give him comfort. “We need each other. She’s home now. She’s safe.”

He pressed his forehead to the back of my neck and nodded, inhaling me deeply and gripping my fingers tighter. He kissed me, soft and sweet, before digging his teeth into the meat between my neck and my shoulder, half branding, half resuming our game. I groaned and sagged into the pain before he shoved me down on the table, gripping the back of my neck with one hand while he lined his cock up at my ass with the other.

“You fucking come before I tell you and I’ll make this last all night,” he said, squeezing more lube on his dick and down my entrance before sliding inside. The sensation of him filling me would never get old, and when he put a hand on my hip to hold me steady, I thought I’d never want to get up again. My dick squeezed between me and the hardwood, agonizing yet fueling my desire. I wanted it rougher, so I pushed back against Lex, who slapped my ass so hard Ivy and Miri had to have heard it upstairs. The sting sent a surge of lust up my spine and through my balls, propelling a laugh over my mouth.

“Jesus Christ,” I said.

“Nope,” Lex added, spanking the other side this time, thrusting to the hilt. “Just me, but he fucking wishes, right?”

Lex had taken me hundreds of times, thousands probably, but this felt more magical than any before it. It was a reclaiming, a reconnection, a grounding in ourselves. I reminded him to nurture our relationships, and he reminded me to fight for them. Together, we created balance.

It didn’t take long for me to come. A few thrusts and some dirty words had me nutting on our dining room table like a teenager. Every muscle in my body tightened with the release, at once mind-splintering and all-consuming. Euphoria and ecstasy skated through my blood, coating my insides with warmth and adoration.

Lex laughed in that sick, twisted way of his and said, “Look at the fucking mess you made.” He tsked his teeth, gripping my hips harder as he pulled out the slightest bit and spit on our connection. I vaguely heard the cap of the lube open again and more cool liquid hit my ass, but I’d been launched so far into another universe, I couldn’t do anything except lie there and shiver and take it.

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