Page 48 of Justice For Me

Justice gulped. “Yes, Sir.” His cock already felt like it was about to explode. Watching his lovers fuck in front of him? Shit, but he was in serious trouble. His hands grappled at the restraints but they held tightly.

His mouth was dry but his cock was wet while he watched Malachi and Megan make love to one another while he was tied, on his knees, at the foot of the bed. He’d worried that being ‘set aside’ might cause his darkness to drape over him, start tormenting him, but it didn’t…it couldn’t, they both kept pulling him into their fuck-fest with words, softly spoken by Megan and harshly growled by Malachi. Malachi, his Dom, fucked Megan just as roughly and forcefully as he’d fucked him last night and this morning. A part of him had figured that Megan, the one who received his kisses, would be made love to…cherished and worshipped, but that wasn’t how it was. Malachi fucked her…and she fucking loved it. Her moans and whimpers sounded a lot like the sounds he made when Malachi fucked him. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that.

Is that how he looked when Malachi had taken him? Did he look so utterly possessed and dominated? Fuck, yea, he knew he had. Megan had told him that watching Malachi play with him, tease and torment his body, while she was on the other side of that screen had been one of the most provocative…and frustrating things she’d ever endured. She’d explain, in erotically explicit detail, how arousing it was to see Malachi dominate and Justice submit.

He was getting just a taste of that now, although neither of these lovers submitted. It was just as sexy but different than what Megan had gotten to view.

He didn’t look away from them…couldn’t look away from them, but he felt his cock weeping with lust, dribbling down his length and dropping onto the floor. He squirmed, but there was no way to find any friction to help with his predicament. The fuckers had known that.

“Stop that!” Malachi ordered with delight laced in his gravelly sounding voice. “That doesn’t belong to you, lover! You get to come when we say you get to come.”

“Fuckkkkk,” he moaned in frustration.

They didn’t make him wait long. Megan mewled and then howled her release, allowing Malachi to follow quickly afterwards. He grunted and groaned…and Justice was satisfied to know he didn’t sound a bit more satisfied or his orgasm any more intense than when he came after fucking him.

He could do this. He could make this work. No emotions…no darkness.

Within minutes, they were both coming at him and their faces were breathtaking masks of pure dominance. They wanted him, that much was obvious. Could he handle both of them manipulating and teasing his body at the same time? Hell, yea, he could. Could he handle not allowing his heart to play? He’d damned well have to.

Malachi moved behind him, dropped to his knees, and bumped his larger body flush up against Justice. His hips gave a solid thrust up against his ass. It could have been a pleasant ‘hello’ or an ‘I’m going to fuck you hard’ warning. Justice preferred the latter…and suspected that would be exactly what he would get.

“Miss me, lover?” The gravelly voice asked. He mouth was right up against Justice’s ear and his tongue toyed and played with the lobe and then dove straight inside, tormenting him in a most delightful way. Justice felt his body shiver.

“Lover? I’m your pet,” Justice answered tartly. Hell, he just needed to put it out there as a reminder for himself. Malachi had no idea how dangerous simple words could be.

“We aren’t in the playroom,” Malachi countered and leaned back just enough to smack an ass cheek. “You’re our lover in this room, smartass.”

Shit.Fuck.Damn.Hell, fucking no.

“Just drop it, Justice,” Megan ordered in her husky voice. She had positioned her body directly in front of him, on her knees, as well. He was sandwiched between them and he’d be damned if it didn’t make him feel safer than fuck. It made him think nothing could come between them. He was cherished and desired. Hell, the desire was bumping right up against the crease in his ass right now. He did need to just drop it.

“Yes, lover,” he answered.

“Oh, hell no,” she countered quickly. “I’m new at this Mistress business and I damned well like it…a lot. I’m your Mistress no matter where we are, big boy.”

“Yes, Mistress,” he corrected. Hell, he would have said anything because she had followed up her Mistress comment by grabbing his cock and giving it a solid stroke up and down, smearing his pre come along the length. A moan ripped from his throat as the sensation of her tiny hand finally touching him…after all the times she’d watched Malachi torment his cock, balls, and ass, she was finally touching him. He had to fight not to blow his load right then and there.

“That’s better,” she purred and then rewarded him with a passionate and forceful kiss that left his lungs tugging for air and his cock gasping for release. He felt achy and twitchy all over. Megan moved closer, pushing her curves against his chest, cock, and thighs. Behind him, Malachi moved in even closer. He could feel every soft dip of Megan’s body…every hard line of Malachi’s. He loved feeling anchored between them, safely tucked away from having to make any of his own decisions. They would make decisions for him…let him know when he would receive pleasure and pain. His body belonged to them.

“You’reours.” Malachi’s deep voice rumbled from behind him, tugging at his very soul.

“Yes,” he said. His voice sounded breathless…needy. Hell, he was needy.He needed them.

“Did you enjoy watching Malachi fuck me?” Megan asked. Her hands were now caressing his chest, massaging his pecs and then dipping lower to tease the muscles of his abs. Her fingertips, whispery soft, followed the line of his hip bones before giving his cock a gentle pull and twist. Her tongue, pink and soft, flicked out and tickled his nipples.

“Ahhhh, yes, Mistress,” he moaned. “Yes, I loved watching him fuck you. Please,” he whispered. “Please keep touching me there.” Malachi chuckled behind him, causing his chest to vibrate against Justice’s back, enticing him even more.

“Oh, I will, baby. There will be plenty of time for that.” She kissed his swollen lips again. “But right now, I want to watch Malachi fuck you…just like you watched him fuck me. I want to see his big cock disappear into your tight ass and I want to hear your pretty whimpers when he does it. Can you boys do that for me?” She looked deep into his eyes. “Can I watch Malachi claim that beautiful ass of yours, baby?”

Justice felt the floor teeter beneath his knees when she whispered her request to him. Her eyes, beautifully wicked, were dancing with his own, begging him to submit…to let her watch. Chills raced up and down his spine. Malachi’s cock, hard and enticing, was pressed tightly against him, positioned between his ass cheeks. “Of course, Mistress,” he answered obediently. Desire and a hint of embarrassment entwined with one another and shot straight to his cock.

He heard Malachi’s breath hiss out before he claimed Megan’s mouth in a passionate kiss. He wanted to watch, to see Malachi plunder her soft lips, but he couldn’t get his head turned around. Instead, he listened to the sounds of their passion and felt their arousal as their hands caressed and teased his body as their lips worked one another. He heard another one of his whimpers escape between his own lips. Normally, he would have hated the weak sound, thinking it made him sound and look femininely submissive, but not when he was with Malachi. The man had made it erotically clear how sexy he found Justice’s sounds to be.

He heard the snap of lube being opened and seconds later, he felt one of Malachi’s fingers, thick and hot, start nudging his entrance. With a gentle push at his back, he felt Malachi guide him forward, closer to Megan and in a better position to be probed. He might have blushed if he hadn’t had caught a glance of Megan’s eyes, looking behind him, intensely hungry, as she watched Malachi slip in another finger to go with the first one.

“Moan for me, lover.” Malachi urged in a gravelly voice that left no doubts to how aroused he was. “You know how much I love to hear those pretty sounds you make.”

Stubbornly, Justice bit his bottom lip to try and prevent the sounds from escaping. He was going to make the arrogantly seductive bastard work for it. Megan didn’t need to know just how easy he was, how quickly Malachi could make him purr like a kitten.

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