Page 56 of Justice For Me

“Scissor your fingers, babe, just like I showed you. Stretch him out so he can take your toy.” Malachi told Megan. They were both so beautiful and they were his. Megan learning to be dominant, Justice learning to be submissive…both were pure perfection. The sounds they made were intoxicating. One was a purr of satisfaction and the other was moans and growls of pleasure. Sexier than fuck.

Justice felt Megan’s fingers scissoring and swirling around inside of him, stretching and pumping in and out. Much more generous with lube than Malachi ever dreamed of being, he could actually hear her fingers working him wide. Malachi had to hear it too. He should be embarrassed, all spread out and being fingered and eye fucked at the same time, but he wasn’t. He felt powerful and important, he felt like something somebody wanted to keep for themselves.

Watching his lovers, Malachi sighed and allowed one of his rare smiles to curve his lips. He’d known this position would be highly erotic for all three of them…Justice sandwiched between them where he belonged. He reached his hand down between them, chuckling when his pet’s big blue eyes followed his path, wondering what was going to happen but willing to take whatever it was, and wrapped possessively and tightly around both of their dicks. He rubbed them together, allowed their pre come juices to offer as lubricant for them. Their cocks, locked together in his hand, looked fucking hot…one pointed up, the other pointed down, but still linked together.

Justice arched his back and thrust toward Malachi when he felt their cocks rub together. Heat against heat, iron against iron. He grunted…moaned…hissed…and kept bucking, trying to fuck Malachi’s hand.

A hard, incredibly loud and highly erotic slap made contact with his ass cheek. “Be still! I didn’t give you permission to move,” Megan teased and then for good measure, slapped his other ass cheek just a tad harder.

“I warned you that he had a frisky ass, babe. Keep him in line.”

Justice felt his eye lashes threaten to flutter close, which was against the rules, so he forced them back open again. Malachi was watching him closely, still stroking both their cocks, but watching him in a way that made his cock even harder, leak even more. “Ohhhhh….y-y-yeessss,” he heard himself moan…or gasp…or whimper. Who the hell knew? Who the hell cared?

“Fuck him, babe. He’s ready.” Malachi jerked at their cocks, twisting roughly and then sliding up and down the lengths again. “Hell, he’s more than ready. Kid would have already come if he didn’t know better. Don’t torture him any longer. Slide that toy in and you fuck his ass while I play with his cock.”

“Oh, shit. You are such a fucking romantic.” Justice felt Megan’s fingers slide out and his ass immediately felt empty and cold, lonely for her touch in the briefest of seconds. Thankfully, she didn’t make him wait long. The thick head of the toy bumped against his ass and pushed past the tight ring of muscles guarding his hole.

“Breathe, pet. Deep breaths, remember,” Malachi coaxed when he felt his lover tense up from the invasion. The sexy little fucker had to be reminded practically every time. Any other sub, he would have accused of trying to play the whole virgin card over and over again to entice their Dom, but not Justice…the kid was just sexier than fuck with everything he did. “Look at me, Justice. Look in my eyes when she slides the toy all the way in. Let me see all those emotions crossing your beautiful face while your Domme owns your pretty ass.”

Malachi knew what was coming, knew how sexy it would look, but the nibble of the pouty bottom lip got him every damned time. Eyes, wide and obedient, stared straight at him but he just couldn’t stop himself from teasing that lip with those sharp little teeth, tugging, licking, and nibbling…driving Malachi in-fucking-sane. Shit, sometime he wanted to pound into the kid, beat and then fuck his ass until he couldn’t remember his own name. Other times, he wanted to hold him like a lover, make that worried frown that always accompanied the massaging of his tattoos to disappear forever. There was no doubt in his mind, the kid needed spanking…needed to submit more than any sub he’d ever encountered in his life but Justice needed more than that. He needed to feel loved and cherished. At one time, he’d been a throwaway, a kid nobody loved, touched, or cared for. Malachi wanted to erase all those memories from his pet, make them disappear forever.

Justice moaned when Megan slid all the way inside him. He could feel her pussy bumping against the back of his balls as she tilted the toy inside of him with a thrust of her hips. His hands fisted, released, fisted, released…over and over they tangled in the sheets as the sensations from both ends started to overwhelm him.

“All the way in, my beauties,” Megan told them. Her voice was even huskier than usual. Justice could feel her hot gaze on his ass as she watched him swallow up her toy, greedily taking every inch inside of him. He knew how stretched he must look.

“Perfect, babe,” Malachi praised. “Now, let’s give this sub of ours a ride he won’t soon forget. You ream his cute little ass…don’t you dare be gentle with him cause he doesn’t like gentle, and I’ll give his cock all my attention.”

“I’ll fuck you real hard in a minute, Justice,” Megan promised. “Just let me enjoy the show for a few minutes.”

He felt her slide out slowly…almost all the way out. Slide back in…tilting perfectly to bump his prostrate. He arched again and screamed, “Uuummm.”

“Mmmm…I know, pet. Feels real good, doesn’t it? Don’t you worry one bit, Malachi’s made sure baby girl knew where to find your sweet spot…how to make that pretty back of yours to arch tight…cause your bubble ass to push against her and beg for more.”

Justice heard himself make some kind of incredibly stupid mewling sound, like a kitten being tortured. He sounded pitiful. He sounded desperate, aroused beyond definition. He tried to thrust against Megan, wanted to slam his ass onto her toy until pain ricocheted through his entire body, but Malachi’s tight grip on his cock kept him held firmly in place. Thus, more mewling sounds. “Please fuck me, Meg. Please. Let me come,” he begged both of them, either of them, anybody that would listen to him.

Buried to the hilt, Megan used her hands to spread his cheeks wide, exposing him even more and giving her better access to the reaming she was ready to give him with her toy. She saw Justice flinch. “Beautiful, baby. Just beautiful,” she cooed. “Most beautiful man ass I’ve ever fucked.” She giggled, knowing he was the only ass she’d fucked but couldn’t imagine anyone could have competed with his perfection.

She fucked him at a lazy leisure pace, Malachi matching her pace on their cocks. She fucked him hard and fast, slamming into his ass with the power that would have made any man proud…and Malachi matched her pace on their cocks. The sensations were too much, his desire too much. “Please. Please, let me come. Ineedto come. Bad.”

Malachi smiled at his pet. The boy had long since forgotten his command to keep those beautiful eyes open and on him while Megan fucked him. He’d tried…valiantly tried, but lost the battle after a while. Now, he was barely able to hold his body up on his elbows, much less concentrate on looking at his Dom. His arm muscles quivered, the thick veins in his neck were bulging, his shoulders were rippling…it was gorgeous. He was coming completely undone. But they weren’t finished with him yet. No coming for his pet, not yet, at least.

“Don’t you dare, Justice,” Malachi ordered sharply. His voice snapping those blue eyes open. “Not until I say so.”

“Say so, then. Now.” Megan smacked him on the ass, again. “Please,” he added.

Malachi let go of their cocks, drawing a mewling moan from his pet.

“Fuck you six ways to Sunday, Malachi,” he gritted, dropping his forehead against his Dom’s sweaty chest. Even Megan had betrayed him. The dildo was buried deep inside of him, but she’d stopped any thrusting at all. He released another string of curse words just for the principle of it. His smart mouth earned his cock a sharp smack from Malachi but the soft chuckle that accompanied it let him know he wasn’t in any serious trouble.

He heard Megan unstrapping her strap-on, Velcro and latches making all kinds of weird noises, but the toy remained buried inside of him. It jiggled and wiggled every now and again, sending firecrackers against his prostrate but there was no more thrusting. He gasped when he felt her hands slip around him, wrapping the straps around his waist and then up under each side of his cock and balls to loop tightly somewhere behind him. Hell, he wasn’t sure how she’d tied it on him, but when she was finished, the toy was strapped tightly inside of him.

“Looks nice,” she purred and then smacked his ass again. “Get off my other man and make room for me.” She gave him a soft shove, sending him off to the side of Malachi, landing his ass on the mattress hard enough to cause the dildo to shove even deeper. He groaned and almost reached for his cock, intending to rub himself off since they were obviously about to get busy, but Malachi reached for his hand, stopping him immediately.

“Uh huh. No toucheys,” he ordered. “Take my cock in your hand and help guide it into your Mistress.”

Well, hell. That cock had touched about every damn spot on his body and in his body, but he’d never touched it with his hand….or mouth. Nervous excitement bubbled inside of him and he jerked his body up, ready to get busy, but that only succeeded in sending another wave of firecrackers up his ass. He couldn’t come, not yet…not until permission was given. “Fuck,” he muttered.

“Easy, baby doll,” Megan warned. “If you mess up and come before you have permission and we have to stop right in the middle ofthisto give you disciplinary measures, I’m going to be really pissed…so disciplinary measures are really going to hurt.”

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