LOGINVesper POV
The moment I pull into the lot and cut the engine, I barely have time to swing my leg off the bike before Red barrels into me like a bullet. Her arms wrap tight around my waist, nearly knocking the air out of me.
“You left,” she whispers against my shoulder, her voice sharp with accusation but trembling with relief.
I huff, squeezing her back. &ldquo
Blaze POVThen the noise happens a third time, knocking, and I feel Dylan tense up hard. That wakes me up properly.“Dylan?” A woman’s voice calls from the door.He immediately starts pulling away from me. I let him go. He scrambles off the bed in a panic, eyes wide as the knocking gets louder.“F-f-fuck!” he hisses.“Dylan, I can’t find my key. Don’t make me search for it,” the woman calls again, sounding impatient.He’s freaking out, breathing fast, completely spiraling.“Calm down,” I whisper, sitting up.“I-I-I-I—” His stutter is brutal, way worse than I’ve ever heard it.I grab his face with both hands, trying to steady him. “Dylan, breathe.”
Blaze POVIt’s been hours. I’ve fucked him raw, edged him until he’s shaking and sobbing, stopping every single time he gets close. Now the second I touch him he’s right there on the edge, trembling and desperate. I know I can’t drag this out any longer.But fuck, I want to.I shift my weight, planting my knees deeper into the mattress and pushing his legs up higher, spreading him wide open beneath me. The new angle lets me sink even deeper. I watch my thick cock disappear inside his wrecked, puffy hole with every slow thrust, stretching him obscenely around me.“So fucking perfect,” I growl, my hand still wrapped tight around his throat, cutting off his air. “The way this tiny body takes my cock… like it was made for me.”He tries to moan something but it come
Dylan POVHe chuckles and pulls back slowly, almost all the way out, until just the thick head of his cock stretches my hole. Then he slams back in with brutal force, driving every inch deep inside me. The impact forces a raw, broken cry from my throat as my body jerks forward.“Fuck... Blaze!”He sets a punishing pace immediately, hips snapping hard against my sore, belt-marked ass. Every thrust is deep and savage, the wet sound of skin slapping skin filling the room. My wrists strain uselessly against the tie binding me to the headboard. I can’t move. I can only take it.He fucks me like he hates me. Like he owns me.His hand suddenly fists in my hair and yanks my head back sharply. At the same time, his other hand wraps around my throat from behind, squeezing hard as he drags me up until my back arches painfully.
Dylan POVI swallow, face burning with humiliation. My whole body is shaking uncontrollably now. He shoves his fingers back inside me, four this time, stretching me wide and brutal while he starts choking me again. The mix of sensations is overwhelming. My prostate is screaming, my lungs are burning, my slapped cheeks sting, and my cock is so hard it hurts.Every time I get close, right when my balls draw up and my hole starts clenching desperately around his fingers, he stops. He pulls his fingers almost all the way out, loosens the choke, and slaps my face or my cock to drag me back from the edge.I’m crying now. Real tears slipping down my temples as I whimper and beg.“B-blaze… please… I can’t, I need to cum—”He leans down, still choking me, and spits in my face this time, the warm saliva landing o
Dylan POVI’m so fucked. Completely ruined.He hasn’t even fucked me yet, but my body already feels destroyed, sore, aching, burning. Hours have passed and it’s late, but I don’t care. I need more. I need everything. If this is the last time I let myself have him, then I’m taking it all. Every filthy, degrading second.My body has stopped listening to me anyway. My legs shake so badly I can barely hold myself up, but Blaze doesn’t need me to. He just grabs my hips with those massive hands and drags me back onto the couch like I weigh nothing.The thick head of his cock rubs against my sore, spit-slick hole. I push back immediately, desperate and pathetic.His palm cracks hard across my ass. I cry out, the sting blooming hot over already tender skin.“So
Blaze POVI take him into my mouth in one smooth motion, swallowing him deep until my nose presses against his stomach. Dylan cries out, hips jerking. I pin his thighs down hard with my hands, holding him completely still while I work him with my throat.I suck him hard and wet, bobbing my head fast, then slow right back down to a teasing pace. Every time I feel his balls draw up and his cock start to pulse, I pull off completely, squeezing the base hard with my fist.“B-blaze— fuck— please—”“Not yet,” I snarl, slapping his cock lightly against my tongue. “You don’t get to cum until I say so. You’re going to edge for me like the desperate little whore you are.”I dive back down, sucking him deep, hollowing my cheeks, working my tongue along the underside while my hand strokes the bottom. His whole body shakes
Vesper POVHis mouth is still on mine when I slide my hands down his stomach, finding the edge of his waistband. I pull open his belt, then I pop the button open and drag the zipper down slowly, just to
Vesper POVFinally, he eases me back to my feet, his hands steadying me when my legs wobble. He tucks himself away, then helps me pull my trousers back up, his fingers lingering on my hips like he’s not ready to let go.I slip back on my boots, an
Ghost POVI set the rhythm first with nothing but my voice. I tell her when to breathe. I tell her when to hold. I tell her when I want her to look at me and when I want her eyes closed so she can feel everything with no defenses left. I don’t push for depth at the sta
Ghost POVMaybe I didn’t plan this out as well as I thought.Yeah, wearing the cut was a mistake. A rookie move. But after tracking down every possible lead, showing up at every place I thought she might







