Page 46 of Make Me, Break Me

Tonight, Beau had Sylvie on display. Her cheeks colored as he toyed with her breasts publicly, and she moaned for him, slutting it up as she seemed to know he wanted, even if humiliation wasn’t her thing. He gave her his thumb to suck on when it grew too much for her and she sighed, sinking into her submission. My cock hardened at the sight, and that was my cue to attend to my own submissive, waiting for me behind a locked door.

Unlike Beau, I didn’t share with the rest of the team, only one I trusted, and I didn’t want anyone else looking at Bella the way Rose and I did.

“Have a good evening.” I murmured, setting my whiskey glass on a side table and vacated the room without another word.

I made my way up the stairs where Crush’s door was shut. He and his girlfriend, Willow, were in her dorm room tonight, I guessed from the silence behind his door, and Dex and Zin were already passed out after a marathon session earlier while we all headed downstairs for their privacy.

A double knock on my door earned me a run of footsteps and soft voices. The lock clicked. I counted to five to let Rose setup whatever scene he wanted me to see when I walked in. The emaciated man who never seemed to put on weight no matter how much I tried to feed him liked to set up artistic scenes.

He also loved watching ballet and once danced before he fucked up one knee in his youth. Then drugs took him along the path of addiction, and he ended up as a messenger boy for my father, the Gianio mafia Don in Italy.

And now, he worked for me.

Tonight, he stood off to one side, his hands coiled around Bella’s heart shaped face as he arched her backwards into his kiss. She balanced one knee on a chair, her pale lilac dress ripped violently down the front to expose most of her stomach, and one breast. He groped her until she mewled, her hips tilted up for him. His pants were undone, his already cock out as she reached back and returned the favor, fondling him until he hardened for her.

Then, as I watched, he held her by the top of her head, and pushed downward, pivoting her on her knees to engulf his cock in her mouth in a single flow of movement so sensual I swore that I could feel her hot saliva coat my own cock.

“Fuck,” I muttered, barely shutting the door behind myself as she sank deep on his cock, taking him to the back of her throat.

I ignored my girlfriend and stared straight at the man who had orchestrated the scene, cupping his face between my hands and melded our mouths together. He moaned as I kissed him deeply, thrusting my tongue into his mouth and tasting her there.

“Please,” he whispered, already unbuttoning my shirt as her hands worked at my pants, rubbing me to hardness though I was already there after their act. “We need you.”

“Then suck.” I waited long enough for Bella to loosen my belt then grabbed his hair and shoved him to his knees to join her on the floor at my feet.

One of them fished my cock out of my pants then their mouths were on me. My head tipped back enjoying the pleasure of two hot, wet mouths licking and sucking along the hard length of my cock. Precum beaded at the head and someone captured that, licking it away like a trophy.

I glanced down in time to see them sharing my precum in a kiss so heady I had to shift my stance wider to avoid fromswaying. My hands reached for them, massaging their scalps as they kissed and licked me, sucking and fondling my cock and balls.

“Who is the toy tonight?” I whispered, barely able to speak as they played with me in tandem.

“Toy,” Bella spoke first, claiming the right as she slithered out of her ruined dress and turned around to present her ass to me, holding herself open. “Please?”

“Love me tonight?” Rose leaned down to bite her ass. “She insisted,” he murmured when she whimpered and writhed for us both.

I raised an eyebrow, reaching for the lube on my nightstand. I hadn’t done a lot of anal with Bella, but if that’s what she wanted tonight, and I needed it rough, then that’s what I would give her.

I startled when her cold hand closed on my outstretched wrist, so much closer than I expected.

“Sorry,” she grinned at me, kissing my cheek.

“Very sorry.” Rose’s hand on my other wrist was equally cold, and clinked.

I looked down at both wrists, encircled with custom made titanium cuffs that I knew I wouldn't be getting out of any time soon, because I had used them on Rose several times.

“This is…different.” I looked back at them, holding each gaze one at a time to register my curiosity at their actions. “Did you have a plan for afterward? Because I’ll be fucking furious once you let me go.”

“Maybe.” Bella leaned down and nipped my earlobe with her teeth.

“You fucking little brat.” I hissed air between my lips. “Give me that sassy mouth.”

She kissed me hungrily as I requested, then pulled back, only to sink down and suck my cock like she wanted to devour me.

“Fuck,” I muttered, straining against the cuffs that refused to budge from where I had drilled the supporting chains into my heavy wooden bed posts. Dammit, I'd done a good enough job that they weren’t budging. I was here until they let me out.

“May I?” Rose slid his hands under my half undone shirt and worked on my cuffs, then at my nod, slipped it off me. His hands brushed over my nipples.

He played there for a while, teasing me until I rested my head back against his shoulder. He sighed his pleasure at being allowed to touch me freely, and I smiled at the new knowledge, secreting it away.

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