Page 166 of Pretty Broken Wings

“Touch him,” Axel says.

I glance at Gage, whose face is pressed to the side, looking at me. He licks his lips. “You good?”

I nod, and he flashes me a grin. Then his pants are down, and he strips his shirt; his hands are clasped behind his back again. He’s vulnerable and open before me, and it strikes me that I don’t deserve his submission.

There’s a strike of pain on my ass, and I yelp.

“Distracted?” Axel smirks.

“Jesus,” I glare at him, but Gage’s fingers clench and unclench, and I find myself staring at him again. And the ass he has offered up for me.

Slowly, I reach down, making sure to slide some of the lube down his crack, but then I reach between his legs and give hisdick a pull. He’s hard already, and he lets out a small moan. A moan that makes a shiver run down my shoulders.

I remember my task and start reading again, focusing on the words instead of wondering what Gage’s ass would feel like against my fingers, about how tight he’d be if I tried to put a finger inside him.

Axel’s hand traces down my ass, and I jump. He just chuckles, then I feel him bend down, and he bites the globe of my ass.

I yelp, jumping.

Gage looks back, and Axel drones, “Eyes forward, cupcake. I don’t want to be gazing into your eyes while her wet cunt wraps around my dick.”

The words fill me with anticipation, and I cup Gage’s balls and squeeze. He closes his eyes and moans, rocking into my hand. Then slowly, ever so slowly, I trace my hand up to where I feel his asshole, rimming my fingers across it.

Gage groans this time, pressing back into me. As he does, I feel Axel’s fingers drop down to my pussy, feathering across it.

I run my fingers over Gage’s asshole a little firmer, and he bucks back into me again. “Fuck, princess. Both hands.”

I pause and wait for him to look back over his shoulder. Then, I get back to reading the book in my other hand.

Gage groans, but I keep teasing him, emboldened. As I do, Axel teases me, fingers circling my clit just enough to get me excited before backing away. He does it a few times, and I get annoyed, putting my finger on Gage’s asshole, feeling the warm lube. Then, I push, and my finger pops in. Gage lets out a full moan, clenching around me. Slowly, I piston it in and out, listening for the way his breathing flutters. It’s so fucking hard to focus on the book when all I want to do is listen closer to the sounds Gage is making.

“Axel,” I huff, dropping the book and handing it back to him. “That’s enough.”

“It’s enough when I say it’s enough.” He leans up and bites the side of my neck. I gasp, arching my back, feeling my finger move in Gage, and his body tenses. I find myself torn between fighting Axel and just allowing him to direct the scene.

“I promise I’ll let you enjoy it, pretty bird.” Axel hums into my neck. “I just want to hear you come while you’re trying so desperately to obey me.”

The thought sends a shiver through me. He wants to hear the same sounds I want out of Gage. Axel is just like me.

For a brief second, I wrestle with the idea. Submitting means giving over an obscene amount of power. But then I look at the man submitting under me. He looks so beautiful and powerful. Not broken. Happy.

So I let out a breath and start reading the book again.

“Good girl,” Axel’s voice has gone growly, and he goes at my clit with renewed purpose. Slowly, I slip another finger up to where my other one is, pressing experimentally. Gage pushes back against me, so I pull out my one finger enough to slip another in. Gage’s body bucks, but he lets out a soft moan.

I freeze, unsure if he’s uncomfortable, but Gage glances back at me with a soft, shy look, and his pupils are blown.

His look sends pleasure shooting through me like lightning, and a small breath escapes me.

Axel soaks it up. I feel his body shiver behind me, and he attacks my clit with firm circles. As I read, I feel my body building up higher and higher. I’m close, so close, my breaths getting faster despite my effort to hide it.

Then Gage clenches hard on my fingers, and Axel tweaks my clit, and I come, moaning out my next word in a long breath, my voice getting deeper as the orgasm stretches on and on.

“Good girl. Good fucking girl. Trust me, and I’ll reward you.” Axel continues to play, dragging out my pleasure. Gage must be groaning, too, and the sounds are enough to stretch out the pulses in my body.

I blink, focusing fully on Gage on his knees in front of me. He looks blissed out, fine tremors going through his thighs as he leans heavily against the couch. His asshole is relaxed now, everything slippery from the lube.

I pull my fingers out and swipe the dildo along his ass, catching the loose lube and using it to prep the dick.