Page 15 of Resurrection
I thrust in again, fully sheathing my dick this time. I know I’m not the biggest out of the three of us, but I still manage to reach the limits of her mouth as my cock finds the back of her throat. Pushing myself to keep going, I force it deep down, past her uvula, making her swallow around my length andthat,my friends, is a new fucking feeling. “Holy shit, this is fucking amazing,” I groan. “Goddammit, baby, this fucking throat.This fucking throat….” My eyes threaten to roll into the back of my head as my body begins to submit to overwhelming pleasure, pumping my dick in and out of her without care like she’s my own personal fuck doll. “Fucking hell….” Before long, I feel my balls tense, my orgasm speeding to the finish line, and I have to force myself to pull back. But I’m not done with her, yet. Far from it. Reluctantly, Ipull my dick out of her mouth, a trail of saliva leading from the tip to her lips.
Fuuuuuck, that’s hot…
I grab the base of my overly excited cock and take a deep breath to stop the surge within me.Sonofabitch, that was close.After a second or two, I refocus and take her face between my fingers, squeezing her cheeks together through her teeth. She coughs and sputters with how rough I’ve been but I keep going. Ineedto.
“Do you get it, yet? I love you so much—welove you so much—it would kill us if we lost you.” I keep hold of her cheeks as she nods her response, tears filling her eyes. I hate that I’m doing this to her, getting this reaction from her, but I know it needs to be done and, for some reason, somewhere, deep down, it’s helping me too. As an added bonus, I’m surprisingly enjoying myself. The fact that she knows to use her safe word if she needs to and hasn’t—allowing me to continue to do this to her—is beyond words. It’s a foreign feeling: dominating Aly as ruthlessly as I have been and witnessing her willingly submit tomydirection. But, apparently, it’s a huge fucking turn-on for me.
“That’s my girl.” I reposition her face so she’s staring down the length of my cock. “Now lick. Stick that tongue out and take every inch of me down your sorry throat again. Show me the meaning of penance.” I force my fingers into her mouth, spreading her lips and stretching her cheeks wide before I shove my cock to the back of her throat one more time. My head falls back onmy shoulders leaving me staring at the ceiling and reveling in the ecstasy that is her mouth.
Fuck me, I need to talk to her about all this after we’re done. Not about consent—we went over hard and soft limits together with Cole and Jax when we first started doing hardcore shit this past winter. Cole said it was important to establish where everyone was at, mentally and physically, before doing anything outside of what we had already explored together. At that time, she said she was ok with something like this. Plus, she’s always had her safe word,red.If she ever felt out of her limits or overwhelmed, she just needed to utter that word and we’d stop immediately. But this? I’m not usually the guy to give it to her at this intensity, but if she’s ok with it, I might need to start doing this on the regular because holy fuck!
“Fuck, that feels so good. Swallow me down. All the way, baby.Fuck, yes…”
I hear her quiet moan in between thrusts and look down just in time to see her snake her hand between her legs, attempting to finish what Jax started and what I’m currently enhancing. Slowing down slightly, I wait until our eyes connect and shake my head. “Nuh uh. No touching yourself, Aly. You’re not allowed to come yet. Remember, you haven’t completed your punishments. Cole still has to dish out his.” I point to my thighs. “You put those sneaky little fingers right up here. That way I can tell if you’re even thinking about disobeying me again.”
She groans at my direction, almost whining, but eventually pulls her hand away from her pussy, placing both on my thighs as I pick up the pace. Tears continue to flow freely down her cheeks, and her hair is a tangled, knotted mess from all the saliva dripping down her chin and neck, but it’s perfect. Messy and raunchy but, fuck, absolutely perfect.
“Fuck me, you’re gorgeous when you choke on my cock, sweetheart.”
I need to stop before I blow my load all over her face.
Holy fuck! Now I have that visual in my head!
“Done.” The commanding tone from the other room hits me like a sack of rocks. I quickly pull out of her mouth, choking my dick to death once again so I don’t come, as Aly crumbles in a heap in front of me. She coughs and sputters, heaving breath after breath into her tortured airway, but even she knows we’re not anywhere close to done with her yet….
Movement from just outside the doorway catches my eye,
“My turn….”
Chapter Eight
Cole
“My turn….”
Despite the pain I’m in, I’m practically ready to burst after watching both Jax and Hawk’s punishments being dealt to Aly. With the help of both of them, I’m ready to dish out one of my own.
It might seem strange, punishing her for saving me, for saving us, but this isn’t the first time she’s acted against our wishes. Last year, she nearly got herself killed when she defied us and snuck out to find Jax. In the military, deviation can lead to devastation. She knows this. We’ve reiterated this very concept to her multiple times over the past months. Yet still, she acts of her own volition.
Granted, in every case, she’s done it, not for herself, but for one of us.
The first time was last year, only a month or so after we first met Aly. Jax had unknowingly assaulted her when he was under the spell of a nightmare, and immediately ostracized himself from the group for doing so, leaving us and everything else behind for the solitude the cabin at the southern end of the lake provided. Afterward, and regardless of the circumstances, Aly cared about his well-being enough to put herself in danger, braving a solo trek to find Jax’sbug-out bungalowwith only limited details as to its whereabouts, as well as a fuck-ton of perseverance to guide her.
Oh, and her trusty baseball bat. May she rest in peace.
This time, she did it to saveallof us. To saveme. I can’t be mad at her for it. And let’s face it, these aren’t exactly punishments in the strictest frame of the word. I see her, panting on the ground, writhing at Hawk’s feet. Her hair and face are a beautiful mess as her chest rises and falls with quick breaths. Combine that with the red flush covering every inch of her naked flesh and I have all the evidence I need.
She’s aroused.
Painfully so.
I’d say mission accomplished, boys.
She subconsciously tries to move her hands to her pussy, again, but I stop her before she goes too far. “Don’t even think about it. We’ve just begun and, afterall, that’s our job.” She withdraws her hand and whimpers at the lack of contact where she needs it most.
All in good time, gorgeous.
While Icanmove, it’s not that easy. Not with my ankle being busted up to shit. So I keep seated within the nest of cushions strategically placed on the floor of the living room. Even at this distance, however, my view is unobscured, and I can see her quivering body perfectly. This will definitely do for what I have planned for us.
