Page 10 of Freestyle (Boys of Frampton U #2)

His face is a mixture of lust and something darker, but the moment her lips touch his cock, his eyes close and he groans.

I watch as her tongue slides over his length, licking and teasing him, and my own body responds. I stroke myself slowly, the friction adding to the pleasure, and I have to tighten my grip on the base to keep from coming too soon.

Nix grips her hair, thrusting into her mouth, his head thrown back in ecstasy. She takes him deep, gagging, and the sight is almost enough to make me come undone.

She moves back and forth, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucks him. Nix’s grunts and Rowyn’s moans fill the air, and the sounds only add fuel to the fire within me.

Her eyes flutter open, meeting mine, and the heat and desire I see burning there sends a rush of need through me. I step closer, my cock inches away from her face, and her gaze drops.

“Open up, sunshine,” I murmur, my voice husky with need. She obeys, her lips parting, and I slide my tip into her waiting mouth. The sensation of her tongue on my heated skin is almost too much, and I have to fight to keep myself under control.

“Join in, Nix,” I groan, needing us to touch. He complies and forces his head into her warm mouth. Our dicks rub together, and the feeling of him fuels my desire.

“Oh, fuck. That feels good,” Nix moans, and I know he’s on the edge, just like me. Rowyn’s hands are everywhere, sliding up and down our lengths, stroking us while her mouth sucks and licks. We’re so close that we’re panting, the pressure building inside me, threatening to explode.

And then, the sensation becomes too much. My body shudders, and I’m coming all over her face, Nix right behind me. Rowyn gags but doesn’t stop, continuing to suck and lick until there’s nothing left.

I’m spent and satisfied. Rowyn is still kneeling between us, looking up with wide, innocent eyes. Her lips are swollen and glistening, and it’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.

In one swift motion, I pull her up and crash my lips down on hers, tasting myself on her tongue. For a brief moment, she stiffens, caught off guard by the suddenness of it all. But then, something shifts. Her lips soften under mine, and I can feel her respond, the fire igniting between us.

When I finally pull back, I look into her eyes, searching for any sign of regret. Instead, I see a mixture of defiance and thrill.

“What was that for?” she breathes, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Just a reminder of who’s in control here,” I reply, my tone teasing yet serious. “And a little taste of what happens when you play with fire.”

Phoenix’s hands travel down her body, his fingers teasing her nipples. She moans, arching into his touch. Her silky blonde hair shines in the moonlight, making her look angelic.

“I didn’t ask to play with your fire. You’re both assholes,” she admits breathily, evidence of the rush of emotions swirling around us.

I can’t help but chuckle at her boldness still, after what we made her do. “Oh, but you’re here now, aren’t you? You can’t deny there’s a spark between us,” I reply, leaning in, my tone teasing.

Rowyn narrows her eyes at us with a mix of irritation and intrigue. “You think this is funny? You think you can just bully me into playing your games?”

“If it gets us what we want, then fuck the rules.” I shrug.

She shakes her head, trying to maintain her composure, but I can see the conflict in her eyes. “I’m not some toy for you to play with,” she retorts, her voice full of more conviction than it had moments ago.

“Do you trust us?” I ask as I lick from her neck to her ear.

She hesitates for a moment before shaking her head. “Hell no,” she whispers.

Phoenix grins and lifts her into his arms. “That’s not the answer we were looking for.” He carries her over to the side of the pool and lays her down on the concrete.

“What are you going to do?” she asks, her voice trembling.

“We’re going to force your trust,” Phoenix explains. “You’re a bad, bad girl, and we need to teach you a lesson. What’s that phrase you like so much again? Oh yeah, ‘Fuck you.’”

Rowyn struggles, trying to break free, but it’s no use. Phoenix grabs her wrists in one hand and pins them above her head while I spread her legs wide apart, exposing her glistening pussy.

“Don’t even try to fight this, baby girl. You know you deserve everything that is about to happen. You’re going to be our good little pet, aren’t you?” Phoenix asks, his voice dripping with seduction.

“I’m not your fucking pet!” she snaps, wriggling in our grasp. “Let me go, assholes!”

Phoenix smirks, his eyes glinting with amusement. “We’ll let you go...when we’re finished with you.”

She may be fighting it, but her body is betraying her desires .

“What are you doing?” Rowyn asks, her eyes wide with both fear and arousal.

“Just playing a game,” I say, running a finger down her cheek. “A game where you get to be our plaything.”

I can see the flush on her skin and hear her ragged breathing. Phoenix grips her chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing her to meet his gaze. “You’ll beg for more before the night is over, little one, and there’s no escaping.”

“I won’t beg,” she spits out defiantly even as her body responds to our touch.

Phoenix’s smirk widens. “Sure thing, sunshine.”

I watch as he leans down to kiss her neck, his teeth grazing her soft skin.

She gasps, arching her back involuntarily.

Phoenix chuckles against her throat, trailing kisses down until he reaches her collarbone.

She bites her lip, trying to hold back her moans, but it’s a losing battle.

Phoenix is relentless, his fingers teasing her nipples until they’re stiff peaks begging for attention.

I can’t take it anymore. I need to taste her, to feel her writhing beneath me. I move between her legs, spreading them wide open. Her pussy glimmers with arousal, inviting and tempting. I dive in, my tongue lapping at her clit, making her cry out in pleasure.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Rowyn pants, her hips bucking up to meet my mouth .

Phoenix grins at me, his eyes filled with mischief. “That’s right, baby girl. We’re going to make you scream our names.”

He joins me, pushing her legs further apart as his mouth finds her other nipple, sucking hard. The sensation of both our tongues on her body must be overwhelming because she’s crying out incoherently now, her hands tangled in our hair.

I slide two fingers into her tight pussy, feeling her walls clamp down on them as I work her clit with my thumb.

“Oh God, oh God,” Rowyn moans, her back arching off the hard ground.

“We’re not God, baby,” I whisper against her fevered skin. “We’re your fucking Kings.”

Phoenix slips a finger inside her next to mine, stretching her even further. Our movements are perfectly in sync, each stroke bringing her closer to the edge.

She’s so wet that I can hear the squelching sound of our fingers pumping in and out of her.

“Please...I need more,” Rowyn pants, her voice barely a whimper.

“What do you need, baby?” Phoenix asks, his fingers still thrusting deep inside.

“Fuck me,” she begs, her voice laced with desperation .

“That’s not how this game works, baby. You get what we give you. Nothing more. Nothing less,” I say, pulling my fingers out and leaving her aching and desperate for more.

“Fuck! Please,” she begs, her eyes wide and pleading. “Please, make me come. I need to come.”

“Tell us what you really want, Rowyn. Admit that you like being our toy. Admit that you love being used and dominated by us,” I command, my voice firm and unyielding as I grip her hips tighter.

“I can’t. You were both just a one-night stand that won’t end,” she lies, her voice trembling. “Or two nights, whatever. It’s not going to happen again. It’s not real.”

I chuckle, my fingers digging into her flesh as I hold her in place, preventing her from moving an inch. “Oh, baby. You know better than that. You’re ours, and we won’t let you forget it.”

My hand grasps her slender throat, squeezing just enough to send a surge of adrenaline through her body. “Are you ready to admit that you’re ours?” I whisper in her ear, my voice low and commanding.

Her eyes lock onto mine, fear swirling in their depths. She opens her mouth to speak, but no words come out. “I...I can’t,” she stammers, her voice barely audible. She claws at my hands but I only hold her more firmly.

Nix’s fingers continue to work their magic between her legs, drawing soft moans from her parted lips. His thumb rubs circles her clit, building her pleasure with each stroke. The sight of her writhing beneath us is intoxicating, fueling our desire even further.

“Relax, Row,” I murmur, my voice low and seductive. “Just let go.”

She bites her lip, a mix of pleasure and uncertainty dancing in her eyes but as Nix’s fingers continue their relentless assault, her resolve begins to visibly crumble. A strangled moan escapes her lips.

“Do you like that, Rowyn?” Nix teases, a wicked gleam in his eye. “You like being spread open where anyone can see?”

She nods, her cheeks flushed with desire. “Y-yes,” she whispers, her voice trembling with need.

“Good girl,” Nix purrs, his fingers picking up speed as he works her towards the edge. My hand clamps tighter around her neck, restricting her airflow just enough to heighten her pleasure.

“Come for us,” I command, my voice low and husky. And with that, her orgasm rips through her like a tidal wave.

Her screams are silenced by my hand around her throat. She begins clawing at my hand again after she comes down from her high, fear lacing her face as she quickly backs away from us .

“No, no! I can’t do this,” she mutters as she grabs her robe and runs to the house. “I won’t be a victim again” is the last thing I hear.

“You can run but we’ll always find you,” I growl. Phoenix and I glance at each other with a mix of surprise. We watch as she disappears into the house, tears streaming down her face.

“What the fuck was that?” I ask Nix.

“I don’t know,” he sighs.

“What was she spouting about being a victim? We didn’t take it that far.”

“No clue, dude.” Nix rubs his hand down his face.

“We won’t let her get away,” I state, my voice filled with resolve. “She may have gotten away for a few hours, but we’ll always find her. We’re her fucking Kings now, and she’ll only bow to us.” I grab my pants and pull them up with images of Rowyn swirling in my mind,

“No one can outswim a Shark,” I muse.

“No one,” Nix agrees, his eyes ablaze with determination.

We stand in silence, the tension between us palpable.

Nix stands beside me, his chest heaving with adrenaline and excitement. I turn to face him, a wicked gleam in my eyes. “You know,” I begin, “I think our little toy is going to need a firmer hand. ”

Nix smirks, nodding his head in agreement. “Oh, definitely. She needs to learn her place.”

“I’m glad we agree,” I reply, a predatory grin spreading across my face. We exchange a knowing glance, and then I turn to head back towards the house, my mind racing with possibilities of the pleasures that await us.

“Let the games begin,” I whisper under my breath, a wicked smile tugging at the corners of my mouth.

“Check out these pictures I snapped of her,” Nix says, chuckling. “You have to see these.” He drops on my bed and pulls out his phone.

I lean in to take a look and a grin spreads across my face. “Damn, she looks fucking delicious, doesn’t she?”

Nix smirks. “She’s a hot little mess, but I love the way the water is dripping off her wet body.”

“Send those to me,” I say, already feeling the strain in my pants from the sight of Rowyn’s naked body.

“Don’t worry, I will. I’m already sending these to the cloud,” Nix replies, his eyes never leaving the screen.

“No one sees these but us. Understood?” I demand, my tone laced with authority.

Nix meets my gaze, a mix of surprise and intrigue reflected in his dark eyes. “I’m the king of the cloud, man. No one gets in without my say-so,” he assures me .

I nod, satisfied with his answer. “Good. These photos are just for us. No one else.”

“Of course,” Nix concurs, his gaze lingering on the screen for a moment before he returns to his task.

As I watch him work, a sense of satisfaction settles over me.

We’ve got her exactly where we want her now, and we’re not about to let her go.

Our girl will learn that there’s no escaping.

She’ll submit to us, whether it’s willingly or not, and we’ll make sure she never forgets who’s in charge.