“He certainly is. Do you want to try the cane next? Sasha likes that on his ass, his upper thighs. It’s a different kind of pain.”
Sasha lay there, relishing the throb in his back, as Viv instructed Micah in how to use the cane, the flicking motion that would produce the most sting. Listening to Viv tell Micah how to hurt him was almost as good as the flogging, and anticipation was making him hump the bed again.
“I didn’t know people could like pain this much,” Micah said, and Sasha shivered as he felt the tip of the cane move over his back, gently tap-tap-tappingon skin sensitized by the flogger.
“Most people don’t,” Viv said. “But Sasha always has. Then again, there could be others in his fight ring. That would explain why they do it.”
“One or two, maybe, but I think I’d win,” Sasha said, idly wondering if there was some way to arrange a competition forBest Pain Slut in Lukos.He’d love some official recognition of his talents—who wouldn’t?
Then Micah brought the cane down on his skin, and before long Sasha was lost again, moaning into the bed.
“Doesn’t he have a nice ass?” Viv asked.
“Should fuck it later,” Sasha mumbled into the pillow.
“It really is hard to make him be quiet, isn’t it,” Micah said, but he didn’t sound like he minded.
He laid stripes on Sasha’s ass, his upper thighs, and even—under Viv’s careful instruction—on the tops of his shoulders. The bright flash of pain there did shut Sasha up for a bit, because if it were something he could roll around in, he would.
“I cane him a lot,” Viv was saying, distantly, as Sasha luxuriated in the sensation. “It’s less effort than the flogger—you can see that, right?”
Sasha had a faint, unwelcome thought that she was showing Micah how to do this because of what she’d said a few nights ago—When this is over, you might have someone—but then Micah caned his upper thigh harder, and the flash of pain blanked out his mind.
Micah was breathing hard by the time Viv told Sasha to roll over, and he looked—ah. His cock was hard, and he was bright-eyed and flushed, staring at Sasha with the cane gripped tight in his fingers.
“About that thorn flogger,” Sasha said.
“I want tobiteyou,” Micah said, and Sasha blinked at both the words and Micah’s voice, full of dominance, want, andhunger.
“I’d love that,” Sasha said, stretching out on his back. “Sure. Go for it.”
“Put your arms above your head, Sasha. Go on, Micah. Bite him, scratch him, do whatever you’d like.”
Micah put the cane down and climbed onto the bed. His eyes immediately went to Sasha’s cock, which was flushed and hard against Sasha’s stomach.
“I know, right?” Sasha grinned, reached down, and gave his cock and balls a quick jiggle. “Seriously impressive equipment. You can tell Viv how lucky she is, if you want.”
“I’m so sorry. You’re going to have to bite himveryhard if you want him to not be impressed with his own dick.”
“I’m impressed, too,” Micah said. “If we’re being honest.”
“The two of you.” Viv was smiling. Sasha noticed her hand was between her legs and flashed a grin at her. “Hand off your cock, Sasha. That’s not yours until we say it is.”
“She’s so hot, right?” Sasha sighed and put his hands up again. “Have at me, boss.”
Micah pushed his long hair out of his face, crawling catlike over Sasha. “Where does he like it, Viv?”
“Where doesn’t he? I bit his balls once—gently, but he almost came. And he likes teeth when you suck his cock, but don’t bite that. He’s not lying; I do appreciate it.”
Being talkedaboutinstead oftowas a thing Sasha hadn’t known he was into, but goddamn, was he ever. Micah looked like he wanted to grip Sasha’s cock, but then he pushed at Sasha’s knees to spread them open. He touched Sasha’s inner thigh. “Here?”
“Fuck, oh, god, yeah,” Sasha moaned. “Definitely, definitely there.”
Micah’s hair tickled as he bent down, and his breath was so close to Sasha’s cock that Sasha gasped and his cock twitched.
Micah didn’t need any warm-up for biting, either. He went at Sasha’s thighs like he’d been dying for the chance. The pain was unreal, so beautiful he could get lost in it: the slow, inexorable closing of Micah’s teeth on his skin, so very close to breaking but not quite. Micah’s hair brushing against Sasha’s cock might have been enough to make him come—and he almost did when he heard a soft gasp from Viv that meant she’d gotten herself off for the first of what would probably be many times.
Micah stopped at the sound and looked over, then said, “Oh.”
