Page 37 of Captivating Nights

Chapter 26

“FUCK! I CAN’T WAIT to be buried inside of that sweet pussy of yours. It’s dripping wet, and your scent is like a pheromone, calling me to possess…and to claim it, angel. I need to have you now!”

The head of his cock tap her mouth. A solitary drop of pre-cum lingered on her bottom lip and she ran her tongue across it. His flavor was unique, much like the man himself. Opening her mouth as wide as she could, she moaned around his shaft as he worked it inside, finally reaching the back of her throat. By instinct, she swallowed down hard, hoping that her muscles would massage the head. These two men brought her so much pleasure and it filled her with a sense of pride whenever she could return the favor.

Hollowing her cheeks, she used her teeth just as he liked, grazing the long vein on the underside of his shaft. She continued the pressure, never letting up even after he grabbed her head, holding it in place while he drove hard and fast into her mouth. What she wouldn’t give in this moment to be able to reach out, massage his sac in her hands, while licking and sucking nearly every inch of his stalk.

“Don’t tease me, angel. Suck it!” His command made her tremble with need. For all his talk of teasing, he could touch her wherever and whenever he wanted to in that moment, while Cali could not. The ‘no touching’ rule was easy to follow when she was the one cuffed to a table. Just because she couldn’t physically use her hands, though, it didn’t mean that she couldn’t imagine doing so. While the images continued to consume her mind, Xavier decided that it was time to rejoin the party.

Two long fingers of his thrust hard into her pussy, curving upward to find and tease the bundle of nerves hidden behind her pubic bone. Of its own accord, her body jerked, spasming several times before finally earning a hard slap to her welted ass cheek. The burn from earlier returned twofold, making her eyes water. It became increasingly harder to focus on anything, even though she desperately wanted to bring Zane pleasure.

Her mouth was full of cock, her aching core was full of fingers, and her entire backside reheated quickly as Xavier peppered deliberate smacks to various parts of her ass. As much as he was pleasuring her, Cali chose to concentrate fully on the other man. His cock had swelled nearly half a size larger, twitching with his own impending orgasm. Unlike her, they didn’t need permission to come, being able to do so at will. What would it feel like to hold someone’s pleasure in my hands? Surprisingly enough, Cali wasn’t that interested in knowing. Not being in control was more freeing that she would’ve ever thought. She spent her entire life exercising control over everything in it. Here in the bedroom, however, the only thing that depended on whether she was in control or not was her orgasm, which was quickly approaching.

Her head bobbed on the large cock shuttling in and out of her mouth. Damn, he tasted good. The earthy saltiness of the come seeping rapidly out of the head was addictive. With each lick, bite, and tug, Zane gifted her with another drop. It wasn’t enough for her and evidently not enough for him either. As he gripped her head tightly, Zane began to ramble in Italian. She didn’t understand more than a word or two in between. It didn’t matter, though. The emotion she was wringing from her Dominant was crystal clear. Growling…cursing…growling…cursing… Even the steady thrusting while he fucked her mouth ruthlessly was soothing to her. Each time he rammed her throat with the blunt tip, Cali had to remember to breathe. She had actually choked once or twice before the first few ropy jets of his semen filled her mouth with his release.

“Ahh, fuck!” Zane said, slowing the speed of his thrusts until finally withdrawing. “Good girl, angel. That was just…”

He paused mid-sentence, and she could do nothing more than smile brightly at him. Was it possible that she had rendered him speechless? Before she rejoiced in that thought, Xavier removed his fingers from her pulsing core.

Her wrists and ankles were abruptly freed from the metal restraints. As the metal gave way, two sets of hands rubbed the joints until warmth bloomed from them while her circulation was restored.

“Come here, Calista. Let us help you over to the center of the room.”

“I can m—” At the sound of their growls, she clamped her mouth shut.

Her feet hit the floor, which was cool at first, but as she walked with their assistance, warmth began to emanate from the soles of her feet, spreading throughout while her arousal increased with each passing second. Each inhale and exhale she took made her imagination run even wilder. What could possibly be next?

That question was answered when one arm was raised above her head, followed quickly by the other. At this point, she still couldn’t tell the man by his touch alone, not that it truly mattered. Her body responded instantly, nipples tightening into painful peaks and her clit pulsing with need.

Cali found herself growing more excited as the anticipation dragged on. Though she barely knew them, she felt a familiarity and sense of comfort with the Dominants that would’ve normally been reserved for someone she’d known much longer. That same familiarity wasn’t what bred trust, though. Their actions did that. They’d already earned every bit of it so far and she knew this scene, as they called it, would be the next step in deepening the growing bond she felt for them.

“Are you okay, pet?” Zane’s voice drew her attention. “You’re doing great so far. You’re fucking perfect for us.”

Her heart swelled with pride at his words. With the enormous amount of pleasure that they gave her, to know she made them happy as well meant so much to her. Cali was still basking in Zane’s praise when she felt a tug on her wrists. Immediately, it was encased in a material that she recognized as rope. Her pulse skittered as the calm from moments before quickly gave way to excitement.

Honing in on the man wrapping her arm, she could tell by the rhythmic sound of his breathing and scent that it was Zane. He continued covering her flesh, the roughness of the natural fibers leaving a trail of goose bumps in its wake as he encased her arms down to the elbows.

Mere seconds later, her hair was placed haphazardly atop her head, secured in place with a large clip. Wondering what type of scenario would require her hair to be kept out of the way, her concentration was broken by a pair of lips brushing over the ultra-sensitive spot on the back of her neck.

“You’re gorgeous, belleza. So obedient and trusting.” Xavier’s warm breath tickled the fine hairs there, causing them to stand at attention just from the sound of his voice. His accented baritone, laced with tension, was downright melodic.

“Are you ready, X?” Zane’s voice sounded from a few feet away, the gravely tone making her toes curl. She’d heard Xavier answer his friend in Spanish, then both men entwined the rope from her ankles up to her wobbly knees, stopping just below them. Certain sections of the ropes were tighter than others, stimulating various pressure points.

Once the men completed their task, her arms were bound together, but her lower limbs were not. Cali knew there had to be a reason for it. After all, they had one for everything they did. A clink of metal brought her back to the present and she felt a heaviness as something was connected to the rope on her legs. Do they plan to take me at the same time now?

Cali had tried for the last week or so to prepare herself mentally for that moment, and last night was the culmination of it. She told herself that she’d gotten through it once and would again, but all the pep talks in the world weren’t helping. The waiting ended abruptly as both men lowered their heads to her breasts. Stubbled chins skimmed over her curves before they clamped down on her nipples, pressing them against the roofs of their mouths while sucking hard on the buds. While they drew on her aching peaks, heat surged throughout her bloodstream, straight from the tips to pool between her thighs. She cried out, barely able to form their names between whimpers.

Her need to climax returned with a vengeance as they elongated each nipple, making her hiss when they clamped something around each one. This time the pain was not comforting. It fucking hurt, a lot.

“Breathe through it, angel,” Zane murmured. Normally there was a comforting quality to his voice, but right now he sounded very different.

“I c-can’t,” she told him. “It hurts so badly. I…” Three long fingers delved between her thighs, teasing her clit with the tip of one as the other two slipped inside her pussy. Had it not been for the rope on her knees, they would have buckled for sure. As she tried to focus on not disappointing her Dominants by coming without permission, Cali realized the pain in her nipples had begun to subside, now forming more of a dull ache.

“You make us so damn proud,” Xavier said as he leaned in close to her ear. “You have so much more to give us and you will. Just turn off those thoughts and focus on the pleasure. Your body responds so beautifully to us and we’ve only just begun.”

Cali moaned, knowing they were just getting started. Would she be able to take everything they gave her? Would she continue to make them proud of her? She realized she’d soon find out as both men raised her legs until she was in a reclined position, suspended in midair. Dangling from the ceiling was an experience all on its own. Bound in rope, nipples clamped, Cali wondered what other tricks they had up their sleeves.

The air stirred as both men stepped away from her. Her ears picked up the sound of a match being struck and then the smell of sulfur wafted toward her. Maybe it was the altitude that she was currently hanging from, or the rope digging into her skin, but a euphoric dizziness coursed through her. It was like a box full of endorphins had been released, spreading rapidly through every cell in her body. Only once before had she ever experienced this sort of lightheadedness and coincidentally enough, it was also with Zane and Xavier.

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