Page 7 of Mastering their Maiden
My words cut off when a palm cracked down on my tender skin, vanishing only to slap the other side of my ass. I knew it was Kaiden, because I could feel how he moved, how he swung his hand back and cracked it down, so hard and fast the hand holding my neck shifted with each swing, back and forth, slapping over and over, so quickly I couldn’t catch my breath between the strikes.
“Check her now,” he said during a brief reprieve, and when Zander’s hand slid between my legs again, I knew his fingers met slickness. Wetness that had pooled between my legs, my body responding to any attention it got, no matter how depraved. I bit back a snarl at the same time Zander let out another filthy, satisfied groan.
“Our Aria likes to be disciplined,” he purred. “She likes to be pushed down and overpowered. Oh, Princess… just wait until you see how good it feels to be fucked.”
“Take your filthy hands off me.” I kicked at the pair of them, thrashing on the table, then cried out when Kaiden’s hand rained more blows down on my bare ass. My voice broke and Umber’s large hands clamped down on my wrists, holding me in place, forcing me to take the strikes even when they grew harder. Bruising. The slaps heated my skin and my core, warming my thighs, the heat swirling up into my belly. Kaiden didn’t stop this round until I broke down, knees buckling as a sob was ripped out of my throat.
“Shh.” The slaps ceased, and Kaiden cupped my ass with his heated palm, kneading my tender flesh. A moan slipped past my lips as he slid his hand up and down my shaking thighs. “There now. That feels better, doesn’t it? And you’re safe here. No one will know how much you liked it.”
Umber’s grip loosened just enough that I tore my hands away, launching myself off the table and racing for the door. Zander’s strong arm wrapped around my waist and knocked the wind out of me as he threw me back to Kaiden. The three of them circled around me, with Kaiden holding tight as he brought me to the floor. My knees pressed into the wood, and my legs shook, ass sore and stinging so bad I couldn’t sit on my heels. Kaiden chuckled in my ear then his lips pressed to my cheek.
“Are you ready to apologize?” He cupped my jaw, tilting my head back as Zander stepped forward, short strands of dark hair falling out of his braids to land on his forehead. His golden eyes locked on mine, burning with lust that seemed to ripple through his taut frame. He was scarred on one side of his face, and on his arms. Bronze-toned skin marred with dark gashes and pinkish lines, the scar on his face pulling on one eyebrow and trailing down his cheek. It made his beauty savage. Dangerous. And his rash, half-crazed demeanor didn’t help. I watched with wide eyes as he unfastened his trousers, reaching in to pull out—
“What are you doing?” I demanded, my head jerking back when Zander pushed his cock—his thicker than my wrist, throbbing, frightfully rigid cock—in my face. “What… no.”
“I said you were going to apologize, and I meant it,” Kaiden growled, his fingers squeezing my jaw tighter, pushing my lips open. Zander rubbed the tip of his length against them, and when I tried to turn my head Kaiden held me in place with one hand while his other dipped under my skirt, diving between my legs.
“You’re so wet already. I bet you’ll be even wetter after swallowing him down. Should we see? I think so. Now open your mouth, girl. Show Zander and Umber how sorry you are for misbehaving.”
I tried to clamp my teeth shut, but between Kaiden’s fingers on my jaw and Zander’s hand diving into my hair, I couldn’t bite down the pain or the sinister desire that raced through me. My mouth opened and Zander shoved his cock past my lips, driving in so deep I gagged before he pulled out.
“You’ll get used to it. Now suck,” he purred, his fist working over the swollen, red tip of his cock before he pushed into my mouth again. Long fingers threaded into my hair as Zander thrust, holding me steady as he pumped his hips forward and back. His cock was so long I felt him slide into my throat, and so thick my jaw ached from trying to accommodate the stretch of him. He was soft skin wrapped around stiff iron, and I wanted to loathe the sensation of him filling my mouth, the weight of him on my tongue. Kaiden’s heated kisses to my cheeks seemed to draw away the pain in my jaw, allowing Zander to fuck my face as hard and fast as he liked.
“She’s taking it well,” Umber murmured.
“Because she likes it,” Kaiden said into my ear, holding me steady for Zander’s pumping hips. One of Kaiden’s arms stayed banded around my waist, keeping me from pushing Zander away by pinning my arms to my sides. He held my head steady by cupping my jaw, ensuring my mouth stayed open and wide to receive his partner’s cock. “She wants to deny it, but she’s a greedy girl. So desperate for attention she gets wet when she sucks cock. You’ll get plenty of this from us, Aria.”
Zander moaned, plunging into my throat for a few thrusts then pulling back. His cock twitched, and I moaned in alarm because it was growing larger and harder in my mouth. His fist tightened in my hair, then he let out a loud roar of pleasure as a salty, sweet taste dripped onto my tongue.
Hot, thick liquid dripped from his tip, easing the quick slide in and out of my throat. Zander moaned, his head falling back. His cock thickened in my mouth, fingers tightening in my hair as more of his seed dripped onto my tongue. Pre-cum, a taste of his imminent orgasm. Zander began cursing in his native tongue, moaning words of praise I didn’t understand. I sucked the tip of him softly, suddenly craving more of his taste and his touch. The sound of a soft, desperate moan filled my ears. So close. Much higher pitched. More feminine…
It was me. I was making that sound.
No. I couldn’t. I didn’t want to crave this. It was so wrong…
“Fuck, your mouth is sweet. Such a good girl now that she’s on her knees.”
Zander laughed when I pulled back, giving him an icy glare as he rubbed his thumb over my lips. “You can deny it all you want, but I can hear you moaning. You need to be ravished and played with. Fucked until you learn how to behave like a good maiden should.”
I opened my mouth to argue, but gasped as Kaiden’s hand began stroking between my thighs. Zander slipped his hard cock back into my mouth while Kaiden began petting me with feather-light touches, turning my muffled, meek protests into soft whimpers of pleasure. I sucked hard on Zander, trying to stifle the rising moan as I rocked my hips away from Kaiden’s hand. I couldn’t let him touch me. Gods, what if I liked it? What if the few times I’d given in and rubbed myself softly until I shuddered wouldn’t be enough after this? What if I started to crave their touch? Their hands on me? Their brutal, cruel affection because it was, in the end, affection.
And I hadn’t had any, not even my own, in so, so long.
“Gods, she looks good on her knees.”
Umber’s deep voice was close, but I couldn’t see him. Zander was thrusting too fast, his massive body crowding my vision. And I didn’t dare move, not wanting to risk pushing Kaiden’s thick fingers into my pussy. I held still, panting through my nose because my mouth was full. Zander grasped my hair, drawing his hips back until the tip of his heavy cock rested just inside my mouth. Involuntarily, I cradled the head of his cock on my tongue, sucking the tip, possessed by the way he moaned in response. They may have me pinned and held captive in Kaiden’s arms, but I was the one making him moan. It was my mouth and my lips giving him pleasure.
There was a flicker of power in that.
I watched Zander’s heavy, scarred fist pump furiously up and down his length. His cock jerked and drops of thick cum dripped onto my tongue. I closed my eyes, trying to block out his taste, the sound of his rough, angry grunts and moans, the heady, masculine scents that surrounded me. Musk and sunshine and leather. I could smell bark and pine, earth and water. The woods. Where I was safe. Where I was free…
I moaned, tongue extended, my hands closing into fists. My arms were still pinned to my side by Kaiden’s tight, enveloping embrace. His breath fanned my neck, lips brushing the skin before they moved to my ear.
“Ask nicely, Princess.”
I shivered. The word slipped out before I could stop it. “Please,” I whispered, a quiet whine of reluctant, unwanted need they’d stirred inside me. Zander latched onto my weakness, and I opened my eyes to see him smiling down at me, his expression wicked and adoring as he slid the hand in my hair to my jaw, cupping it softly while he fiercely gripped the base of his cock.
“I’ll give you what you want, Princess.”
