Page 12 of Where the Wicked Reign

~Julian~

This was the life.

I tightened my grip in the long, thick hair of the musclebound guy on his hands and knees in front of me and shoved my cock deeper down his throat, watching the purple of the flavored condom disappear into his depths with the aid of the spider gag strapped to his face that stretched his mouth open obscenely—just enough to make him take my thick cock like a good boy.

The shock of pleasure that shot through me was intensified by him gagging and spluttering around the invasion, his throat contracting around my shaft in the most delectable way.

And then there was the redhead on her knees behind him dutifully eating his ass in a frenzy as her big breasts swung at her frantic movements.

“Harder,” I ground out through the pleasurable reverie to the guy in leather pants behind me. I twisted a little, as much as I could do with one of my hands bound by a cuff and connected to a chain that was screwed into the ceiling.

A moment later, his teasing flicks of the leather whip shifted, and I heard the sharp crack in the air a moment before it connected harshly with my bare back, sending a stinging pain radiating through me.

It was sensory overload.

Just the way I liked it.

The way I needed it.

I sank into it, and thrust my hips wildly, basically skull-fucking the big guy taking my cock, chasing the building pleasure as the whip came down harder and faster, and I kept my eyes on the sexy naked woman digging her fingers into the ass of my cocksucker as she licked and ate, and teased him with sharp stabs of her fingers.

It was all coming together, colliding in a symphony of overwhelming sensations that threatened to devastate my body and mind alike.Fuck, yes!

The whip cracked across my ass cheeks, the harsh swings coming in rapid-fire succession, making me throw my head back in rapture.

“Ungh… fuck… yeah, that’s it.”

I saw the red head start curling and pounding three fingers in and out of my cocksucker’s ass, while slapping his shaft. He squealed around his big mouthful, his body shuddering wildly, as he then came, shooting his cum all over the floor and losing himself so much to it that he started humping the sleek, black hardwood floor like an animal.

Yeah.

I was right there. I could feel it coming, one epic release that would tear me apart at the seams and—

The door flew open, jolting all of us, and cutting into the erotic spell we’d all been caught up in.

I swung my head to see none other than Nico Marchetti kicking it shut, then striding in.

His sapphire eyes darkened, a mixture of twisted lust and anger blazing forth.

“Out,” he ordered my playthings, snapping his fingers harshly.

The woman scrambled up and snatched up her robe, hastily wrapping it around her, before nervously rushing past Nico and hauling ass out of the room.Dammit.

The whip wielder tossed his instrument of erotic pain down on the bed in the corner, adjusted his pants, then headed on out too.

My cocksucker tried to do the same, but I shoved him down to the root, keeping him there.

Nico was there in the next moment, forcibly removing my hand, then yanking on the guy’s hair and wrenching him off my cock.

I cried out as the shock of it had the guy using his teeth on the way up, grazing my shaft in the best way.

The guy removed the spider gag and then he was snatching up one of Nocturne’s provided crimson robes, too, then hightailing it out of the room.

“Jesus Christ, Nico,” I groused. “I was about to fucking come. Spectacularly, I might add.”

“Consider it your punishment.”

I grinned at him. “Punishment, huh? Speaking of, where’s my big boy?”

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