Page 122 of Ruthless Desires: Vol. One

“Get on the bed, Wren. The way Elliot was last night.”

Her eyes light up as she does what he says. Rhett crawls onto the bed with her, placing a pillow under her hips and spreading her legs.

Wren props herself up on her elbows. “The sheets.”

“Don’t worry about it. They’re dark for a reason.” He slides two fingers into her, satisfaction blooming in his eyes when her breath hitches. “Lay back, Wren. That’s it. Such a good girl.”

Her head is hanging off the edge of the mattress, ready for me. Suddenly, I wish I had ropes to tie her up with. I know Finn has some around here somewhere, but I much prefer mine. They’re softer, whereas Finn has a sadistic streak and has rougher ones.

Wren whimpers when I trace a finger down her throat. Then she opens her mouth without me even having to tell her to, sticking her tongue out.

Just then, Rhett pulls his fingers out of her and lines up his cock with her entrance. He rolls his hips forward slowly, and I watch Wren’s face. She said her period isn’t bad after the first two days, but I still want to make sure she’s comfortable.

“Jesus fuck,” Rhett groans once he’s slid in all the way. He presses tiny circles to her clit with his thumb. Then he moves in and out slowly, letting Wren adjust. “Tell me if this is okay, sweetheart. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“It’s good,” she says breathily. “It’s—ohhh. Please don’t stop. Please, Rhett. I want to come this time.”

He grins, grabbing onto her hips.

I brush my cock against her lips. “What do you do if you need a break, love?”

“Tap your thigh,” she whispers.

“That’s right.”

She opens her mouth again, and I slip inside. Her hands grip the sheets at the bottom of the mattress by her head.

Rhett and I both start off slowly, gently. But soon Wren is whimpering, and her back is arching off the bed. Rhett’s gaze is fixed on where he’s moving in and out of her, blood probably everywhere.

When Wren sounds close, I pull out, wiping some drool from her lips. She’s breathing hard, and her whole body is riddled with tension.

“Rhett, I’m so close. Oh god,ohmygod.”

For a few more seconds, Rhett continues pounding into her. Just when she’s about to break, he slows, his thumb leaving her clit.

“No,” she cries.

That’s when I notice the shadow in the doorway.

Oliver steps into the room, taking in the scene. “Having all the fun without me, huh?”

“Oliver,” she pants. “Please, I want—I want to come so badly. They won’t let me come.”

Rhett lets out a dark, low chuckle. “I don’t know why you’re begging him, sweetheart.”

Oliver’s eyes run over her blood-covered skin. “You agreed to this?”

She nods.

He shrugs. “Sorry, princess. Looks like you got yourself into this mess. You’re going to have to get yourself out of it.” Then he turns to Rhett. “You look like a kid in a candy store.”

Rhett grins. “That’s exactly how I feel.”

Wren yelps when he pinches her clit. Then he goes back to circling it with his thumb, and she practically melts into the bed.

“Do you think she’s earned it, Ell?”

“I think she has.” Crouching down, I hold Wren’s head and kiss her. She moans as Rhett starts thrusting into her. “Do you want me in your mouth again?”