Page 50 of Boys Who Taint (Spine Ridge University #5)

Aspen

Only when my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head does he pull out briefly, and I suck in the air like an addict coming back to life after facing purgatory.

He grips a handful of my hair and turns my face to show Grey the mess. “Doesn’t she look pretty surrendering her throat to me?” He dips two fingers into my mouth, past my uvula, and as I gag, my clit begins to throb.

Why? Why? Why do I like this?

“You enjoy this, Freckles. Admit it.”

“Fuck,” I murmur when he pulls out again, and he gently slaps my cheek for good measure. “You’re a fiery little girl, and I know just how to tame those.”

He pulls me back to his hard-on and thrusts inside again, his piercings scraping my throat as he has his way with me, and I’m so wet and needy that I’m nearly ready to beg for a second orgasm.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

He uses my throat like it belongs to him, and when he dips in deep, he holds the vibrator straight up to my throat where he’s taken over. I can feel him, inside me, everywhere. I can’t escape it, no matter what I do. No matter how hard I try to tell myself that I’m not delirious for more.

“I’m gonna destroy this throat and fill it to the brim, and you’re going to swallow it all like a good little slut right in front of your boyfriend. Because you like being used as a fuck toy, don’t you, Freckles?”

He thrusts and thrusts, allowing barely any time for me to breathe, before he buries himself inside to the hilt, the vibrations making his dick throb inside me.

And then it happens.

A grunt and a spurt of warm seed jets out, directly into my esophagus.

I can’t even swallow because he’s right there, lodged deep inside, forcing his cum down into my stomach until the very last drop.

“Fuck, that’s it. Keep my cum right there where it belongs.”

He drags out his length, and I rasp and choke on the remaining saliva and cum, swallowing it all down as I drop to my knees.

“Good girl.”

He waltzes off to grab something, but I’m far too focused on trying to keep myself sane.

Because my boyfriend is still tied to the bed, and I have to make sure we survive this.

Whatever it is.

Something nasty.

Something so vulgar I can’t even put it into words because I’m ashamed to admit that every word would still make my pussy throb just from the memory alone.

When Apollo returns, I gaze up, my eyes widening at the sight of the multiple restraints in his hands.

He pushes me over with ease and crawls on top of me. “You thought I was finished?” The maddening glint in his eyes makes me want to beg. “This was just fucking foreplay.”

“ Foreplay ?!” I squawk as he pushes my legs up to my waist and keeps my knees in place as he pulls my arms down. He wraps the restraints around my thighs and calves, then locks my wrists in place.

I’ve turned into a living spit-roast. Locked in place, pussy spread, opened wide for everyone to look at.

“What are you going to do?” I mutter.

He grins. “Impale you while he watches.”

My eyes widen. “How?”

“You think I lift weights for fun? No, babe, I trained specifically for this moment when I get to lift my favorite girl so I can fuck her raw while she’s all tied up and unable to resist.”

Oh fuck, that’s hot, even when he’s insufferable as hell.

Even when he just called me babe, just like Ghost called me baby.

I can’t even think straight as Apollo grabs me by the waist and lifts me from the floor with his bare hands and holds me in front of him like a plaything. A fuck toy. Just like he said. And I swallow away the lump in my throat for what’s about to come. Inside me.

“Oh God,” I blurt out.

Apollo licks his lips. “I wasn’t named after one for no reason.” An arrogant smirk forms on his face. “So go ahead… pray to me.”

And then he impales me, and my vision momentarily disappears as swiftly as my morals.

Grey

When he buries himself inside her, I can see the light disappearing from her eyes. Just like that.

My girl. Taken by someone else right in front of me.

Pleasured by the ungodly cock of Apollo Torres.

Taken like a fuck doll.

Used without me.

And I have never, ever seen anything more breathtakingly arousing.

“How does it feel?” I mutter as unhinged thoughts fill my mind.

“He’s huge!” she mewls.

“Makes me want to kiss you,” I murmur. “But I can’t.”

“No, all you get to do is watch like a simp while I claim this pussy as mine.”

Gripping her love handles, he plows into her without holding back, like a stallion mounting my girl, and I am fucking obsessed. My cock bursts at the seams with excitement, but the restraints hold me back from even touching myself, from relieving all this built-up tension ready to explode.

She moans when he thrusts deeper, and I whimper from her sounds. “Please …”

She mewls with every deep thrust, every orgasmic wave as they ripple through her over and over until she moans loudly and begins to quake.

“Fuck, I can feel you falling apart on my cock,” Apollo groans. “You filthy little slut, I didn’t give you permission. Next time, you beg.” His eyes find mine, and I gulp. “Both of you.”

My dick bobs up and down when he turns around sideways, still holding her solely by her waist as though she’s as easy to lift as a dumbbell, and I realize I’m no fucking match.

He’s got her in a vise grip, and he has me right where he wants me, needy, willing to beg.

“Please …” I mutter again and again. “Please, please, please.”

My shaft throbs, precum oozing from the tip, but he doesn’t relent.

“Fuck, she’s so goddamn tight. The perfect pussy for a perfect cock like mine,” he groans, thrusting in to the base.

And I can’t hold it any longer. “Please!”

“ Please what?” Apollo locks eyes with me. “You can do it, twink.”

“I’m begging you … please …”

“Please what?”

“Please … Apollo,” I say, swallowing. “Let me have her too.”

A long-building mischievous smirk spreads on his face. “See how easy I’ve turned you into a begging slut willing to do anything for me?”

Fuck, he’s right. I thought I knew what I wanted, that my girl was all I craved, but there is nothing that could ever feel as right as seeing her with another, while I’m begging for the scraps he hands out.

Apollo grins. “But you still don’t understand, so let me teach you a lesson.”

Aspen

He pulls out of me and puts me down on the bed right between Grey’s legs. His hard-on touches my face, and the yearning is so incredibly visible in his eyes that it even makes me want to have a taste, but Apollo keeps me at a distance, almost as if to taunt Grey.

“Stay. Don’t even try to lick him.” He positions himself behind me and slips something around his length. “Don’t even try to do anything except lie there and take it like the good girl you are.” He slaps my ass so hard I squeal. “Because you will show him what it looks like to be fucked by me.”

But why?

Suddenly, two hard things poke at both my holes, and I gasp in shock as wet lube is dribbled all over my ass. “This is going to hurt so fucking good.”

He slowly pushes his thick, pierced dick into my pussy, and along with it, a vibrating dildo attached to his shaft into my ass. And my God, it feels so damn full.

“I can’t take it,” I mutter.

“Yes, you can, and you will, because you’re my fuck toy now, and I want to use you until you fucking satisfy me.”

“A fuck toy ?” Grey growls, jerking the chains. “She’s so much more than that, and you don’t even—”

“Appreciate it?” Apollo muses. “You think she doesn’t like this?”

He pushes in farther, and I moan as he hits that good spot.

Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he tilts my head up and makes me look at Grey.

“See this face? See how I’ve turned her into a needy little slut willing to do anything for this godlike cock?”

When he curves around and thrusts in completely, filling up both my holes, I whimper.

“You like this, don’t you? To be used and degraded,” he groans. “Say it.”

“Yes,” I mewl, completely out of it as the vibrations hit my most sensitive spot.

He throws my head down again beneath Grey’s shaft.

“And you don’t get any of it until you finally realize what you should be begging for,” he growls at Grey.

He thrusts in to the base, and I squeeze my fingers together to try to count the numbers in my head before I slip away into the nether. Because that’s what it feels like to be taken by Apollo and his many toys.

How many more toys is he hiding? Is he the one who plays in that red room here in the Phantom House? Could he be …?

My thoughts fail me as he pulls out and impales me on both ends, while my eyes roll into the back of my head.

“That’s my girl, you take it so well. Now scream for me,” he groans, slapping my ass until my head lifts from the scream.

“Fuck!”

“Oh fuck, I can’t hold it. Please, touch me, I’m begging you,” Grey murmurs.

“Don’t. Don’t even try,” Apollo growls. “He needs to learn his place, and it’s not inside you.”

“What?” he growls.

Apollo reaches beneath me and grabs Grey’s hard-on, squeezing it. “Is this what you want?”

Grey’s face turns red, but he continues to grind his teeth like he can’t choose between us, and it’s eating him alive.

So I whisper, “It’s okay. I like to watch too.”

He swallows, visibly aroused as Apollo rolls the precum over his bouncing dick. “Hear that? She’s willing to share you.”

“Please,” Grey murmurs.

“Please, what?” Apollo growls.

“Please … let me come,” he begs, looking right at me.

Apollo thrusts inside, rearranging my guts until I nearly pass out on top of Grey.

“Don’t beg her. Beg me .”

Grey bites his lip as Apollo begins to jerk him off right in front of me.

“You see her, and all you can think of is being railed by me,” he groans, still thrusting in and out like he has the stamina of a bear. “Admit it.”

Little by little, Grey’s defenses chip away, along with my resolve.

“Please …” Grey whimpers.

“Keep whimpering. Keep begging. Maybe I will finally let you come if you’re a good boy.”

Suddenly, he releases Grey, who throws his head back, grunting like an animal as his exposed tip glistens with need.

“Fuck, please,” I murmur.

“That’s it. Beg a little more, Freckles. I know you can do it.”

He’s done it. He’s managed to break me. “Please, I want to come with your cum inside me.”

“Good little slut.” He impales me again, both ends, filling me up to the brim, and I don’t know where else God could be except inside me as he comes undone.

Warm cum jets inside as the vibrations set me off, and I fall apart yet again.

I don’t even know how many it’s been. I’ve lost count.

THWACK!

The sting to my ass makes me jolt.

“Wasn’t that hard, was it, Freckles?” he says, as he grabs my waist and lifts me again, only to spin me around and lay me down on the bed right next to Grey, my wet pussy beside his face.

“Holy shit,” I mutter. “How are you still hard?”

Apollo grins. “With this ring wrapped tightly around my shaft, I can go on for days.”

He slaps Grey’s hard-on, bouncing the precum around, then laughs at the whimpers that follow. God, he sure loves to watch him suffer, and I just know Grey saw the cum dripping out of me.

“Please,” Grey begs.

But all I can focus on is how Apollo is still as hard as a rock, ready to go again.

How does he do it?

“There’s only one way. One way I’m going to let that dick come.” Apollo crawls onto the bed between his legs. “You know what I wanna hear.”

And as I breathe out ragged breaths, trying to regain my sense of self, Grey breaks into tiny pieces. “Please … fuck me.”