Page 89 of Conquered

“Yes,” I can feel myself already getting wet at his words.

“Yes, what?” he says, tone full of command, winding me up even tighter.

“Yes, sir,” I answer, fulfilling my role as a sub and loving every minute.

“Good girl,” he praises back, giving my arse a final gentle caress, the warmth lasting for a moment after he withdraws hishand. I'm so tightly wound up, I feel like I'm about to explode with pent up need.

I feel the slight whoosh of cool air milliseconds before the sharp sting of leather on my bare backside. I gasp loudly as the shock of it reverberates through me, the pain immediate and intense. My hands clench in the fabric of the cushion, my breathing shallow. My whole body goes tense, yet, I’ve never been wetter, the combination of pain and pleasure a heady mix that leaves me reeling.

“You took that so prettily, my darling Lilly. Such a good girl,” Kai croons with approval, soothing the hurt with a gentle rub of his palm, the pleasure of his touch eliciting a low whine from my lips.

Seconds later, another explosion of pain cuts across my other arse cheek, and this time I cry out, hearing a growl of appreciation sound behind me. I barely get a chance to catch my breath before the third hit cracks across both cheeks.

I'm sweating and shaking, my heart is racing, and I can feel my pussy pulsating like it has its own heartbeat. I'm so turned on right now I'm almost keening, needing Kai inside me so badly.

I hear the belt drop to the floor, the buckle clanking on the stone tiles. Kai strokes my sore throbbing arse, and I hiss in pleasure and pain whilst my body tries to get away and move into his touch at the same time.

“Such a good fucking girl, Lilly,” he says softly. “Look, Loki. See how she's dripping for us.”

Panting, I glance over my shoulder with hooded eyes to see Loki make his way over from one of the other loungers.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he curses in his low sexy voice, reaching out and swiping a finger along my dripping slit. I moan low and loud as he puts it in his mouth sucking the juices off.

“Kai,” I beg, my voice breathy, and making his head snap back to me, his eyes sharp.

“Naughty, Lilly,” he scolds. “I didn't say you could speak. And now, you'll have to be punished.”

He sighs, but there's that flash of heat in his eyes that tells me he'll like this punishment. Probably as much as I will.

He turns back to Loki. “You fill that naughty mouth of hers. Make sure she can’t speak out of turn again,” he orders, his voice firm and unyielding.

“Yes, sir,” Loki teases with a smile and a salute, and Kai’s dick twitches as Loki turns to come to my side of the bed, then climbs on. He kneels in front of me, his hard dick proud, his round piercing glinting in the low light.

“You heard the man, Pretty Girl. Open up,” he says, a devilish smile on his face.

I do as he says, knowing that I’m going to enjoy this punishment very much. He looks up and behind me as if waiting for a signal that I can't see, before starting to push his way into my mouth.

“Fuck, I forgot how good your mouth around my cock feels,” he groans as he holds still, eyes closed. He wraps my hair round one fist, tugging slightly. The slight pain skittering across my scalp, coupled with my throbbing arse is almost too much, and I groan round him, making his hips jerk.

“That's better,” I hear Kai say as I hear the rustle of foil, then I feel his hands grip my hips tightly, his tip lining up with my aching pussy entrance.

Without a moment's warning, he slams into me hard.

I'm wound up so tightly from the belt and his sheer dominance, that I fucking shatter round him, my pussy pulsing and gripping him hard as I come, groaning round Loki’s cock.

Kai gives me no respite, pounding hard into me, his Jacob's Ladder piercing adding an extra sensation that is making my orgasm roll on and on. Both of his hands have a death grip on my hips, holding me exactly where he wants me in a bruising hold.

Not to be forgotten about, Loki starts moving in and out, giving me a little time to adjust before he starts fucking my face, a tight grip on my hair.

I will my throat to relax as I take him deeper, his auburn curls tickling my face as I suck and lick him like he's the best fucking lollipop I've ever had.

Kai's sending waves of such intense pleasure through me from my core, that I briefly wonder how I'm going to survive when his movements become jerky, and I feel him get harder right before he thrusts a final time, and with a shouted curse, stills as he orgasms. Seconds later, Loki pours his hot release down my throat with a grunt, and I swallow every salty drop.

He pulls out of my mouth, tugging my head up by my hair, so he can kiss me on the lips, uncaring of the taste of himself that lingers in my mouth. It's short and sweet before he releases me to flop on the bed, next to Jax, his breathing laboured.

“You are so. Fucking. Sexy,” he pants, arm over one eye.

I can't even make a coherent thought, let alone say anything in response. My body feels used, spent, and I'm just fucking liquid.