Chapter Five

ARIA’S POV

A pair of hands pulled me from the stage right after the announcer yelled “sold.” I didn’t even get a chance to look back at the crowd.

Two guards had already grabbed my arms. They yanked a black hood over my head and tied it at the base of my neck and everything went black.

They tied my wrists behind my back with black zip ropes and shoved me into the back seat of a car.

The doors slammed shut immediately I was thrown inside and the engine started up. I couldn't see anything, so I had no idea where I was being taken.

I sat there shaking as my mind kept replaying the auction. Ares and Kael Blackthorn. Brothers. Alphas. They bid against each other like I was some prize they didn’t really want. But they bought me together. For a million. What kind of men did that?

The car smelled like leather and cigar smoke. I leaned my body against the door.

My lace wear came up and bit and stuck to my thighs from the sweat.

And I was beginning to feel all kinds of things. Sick. Scared. But weirdly numb too.

After Lucian and Mara— the videos and the laughter; this felt like the next bad thing in a line of bad things. I should have screamed or fought; instead I just sat there wondering if they’d kill me quickly or torture me till I die.

The drive took forever.

And at some point I was beginning to lose consciousness, after all I had been clothed for what I felt to be hours.

Finally I heard the car tires crunch over gravel, then a smoother background.

The silence. I waited for a minute before struggling to sit upright, then the car doors opened and I was grabbed again.

I tripped on my own feet but they caught me before I fell. They directed me what paths to follow as we walked up what seemed like stairs, a big door creaked open.

Inside the place smelt like wood, with expensive polish and a rich oud scent.

We moved further and climbed more steps, each ground we got to became colder. Maybe just for me because I was barefooted.

They finally halted and took off the hood covering my face. Once again bright lights hit my eyes and I squinted.

The room was huge. Dark wood walls with gold trim by the sides.

A massive bed in the center with black silk sheets and pillows piled up. Windows from floor to ceiling showed stars outside, with no curtains.

There was a low glowing fireplace which gave a beautiful orange setting to the room.

There were leather chairs and a couch faced the bed like they were set up for a show. The place screamed power and wealth.

Ares Blackthorn lounged on the couch, with his legs spread wide apart, he opened his shirt at the collar, taking it off slowly. The scar on his face ran down one cheek, making him look meaner than before.

“Strip,” he said.

My mouth went dry. “What?”

“You heard me. Take it all off.”

I shook my head. “No, I'm not doing that.”

He leaned forward, with his elbows on his knees. “You think you have a choice? We own you now. Strip or I’ll rip it off myself.”

The door to my left opened and Kael walked in. His dark hair was glistening and his blue eyes were undeniably enticing.

The tattoos snaked up his neck and disappeared under his shirt. He looked even better up close. He was broader than Ares and slightly taller.

Staring at them made my heart beat faster and heat form between my legs; I squeezed my thighs together to stop it. Why was my body reacting like this? These men bought me to hurt me.

“Do what he says,” Kael told me. His voice was deeper and rougher. “Strip. Now.”

I looked between them. Both were so handsome it wasn’t fair.

They had strong features; full lips, chiseled jaw, perfectly carved biceps. Their bodies were built for control. My nipples became hard under the lace and my wetness soaked through my pants. I hated how turned on I felt.

I was embarrassed and hot, but my hands moved anyway.

Kael nodded once and walked into a side room; leaving me with Ares.

I unbuckled the bra and let it fall. My breasts bounced freely, the cool air made them even harder. Ares’s eyes dropped to them as he shifted in his seat.

I pushed the bottoms down and stepped out of it, standing there naked before him with my arms at my sides.

“Good,” Ares said. “Now crawl to me. On your hands and knees.”

My face heated up. “Please,” I whimpered.

“Don’t make me.”

“Crawl,” he repeated. “And when you get here, show me what that mouth can do.”

I dropped to the floor. The rug was soft under my palms, but every move I made forward felt humiliating.

My ass up and breasts swinging like balls. I was wet and dripping down my inner thighs. While Ares watched every move, rubbing his hand over the bulge in his trousers.

When I reached him, he unzipped slowly and pulled out his cock. It was thick, veined and hard. Curving up toward his stomach, the tip glistened as he stroke it from the base to the head.

“Open wide,” he said. “And suck it like you mean it.”

I leaned in and took him in my mouth.

He tasted salty and musky. I swirled my tongue around the head, then slid down further. He let out a low groaned. Grabbed my hair and pushed me deeper.

I gagged on him with watery eyes, but he did not let me up. Instead he thrust himself further into my mouth forcing me to take more. My lips stretched wider around him as saliva dripped down my chin.

“Deeper,” he growled. “Take it all—you little slut.”

I tried.

I hollowed my cheeks and sucked harder, bobbing my head faster against his cock. But he held me down further, the only distance between him was my nose to his groin.

I had no air at all and finally he pulled back and let me gasp a bit. I coughed while strings of spit still connected my lips to his cock.

“That’s better,” he said. “Keep going. Make me cum down your throat.”

I went back down. Sucked and licked his cock, I used my hand to stroke what my mouth couldn’t reach, as he fucked my face harder. Our grunts filled the room.

And my pussy throbbed with the desire to be touched. I wanted to touch myself, but I didn’t dare.

When he let me breathe again Kael was back in the room. He stood behind me with an open black case on the table.

There were toys inside: cuffs; clamps; plugs; lube. He picked up the cuffs first.

“Turn around,” he said. “Face me.”

I pulled off Ares with a pop; wiped my mouth and crawled to Kael.

He put the cuffs on my wrists and linked them together in front.

Then he grabbed small silver clamps and pinched one of my nipples, then attached it. I whimpered in both pain and pleasure. He smirked and did the other one. The chain between them swung and pulled every time I moved.

“Does that hurt?” he asked.

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Good. Now spread your legs.”

I did.

He knelt down and traced my inner thigh. He inserted two fingers into my pussy and smiled. “You’re soaked. You like this—don’t you?”

I bit my lip, but didn’t answer.

“Answer me,” he said. “You like being used like this?”

“Yes,” I admitted.

Ares laughed from the couch. “Told you she was a needy one.”

Kael stood up and picked up a thick plug from the case. A shiny metal tapered at one end and flared at the base. He squeezed lube onto it and spread it around.

“Ever been fucked in the ass?” he asked.

My eyes widened. “No.”

He smiled again. “Well, there's a first time for everything. Bend over the couch. Ass up.”

I positioned myself with my forehead on the leather.

My hands remained in cuffs, my ass was totally exposed. The nipple clamps tugged slightly, and sent jolts of pleasure straight to my clit. Kael’s fingers circled my hole, as the cold lube made me flinch. He pushed one finger in slowly and I gasped.

“Relax,” he said. “Or it’ll hurt more.”

He added a second finger and stretched my insides. Increasing his movement, as he thrust in and out.

My ass hole tightened around him, the pain mixed with pleasure. I moaned.

“See? She wants it,” Ares said. He stood up now, his cock was still hard, as he stroked himself. “Plug her; brother. Get that ass ready for us.”

Kael pulled his fingers out and pressed the plug against me. “Push back on it.”

I did. The tip breached my insides and I cried out. He twisted it and pushed deeper. Inch by inch until the flare popped in and the base snugged against me.

I was full. So full.

I squirmed and the movement made the clamps pull harder.

“Don’t touch yourself,” Kael warned. “That pussy is ours and we will decide when you come.”

Ares knelt behind me. His cock nudged my entrance. “Are you ready for both of us?”

Before I could answer; the door flew open and a man burst in, almost out of breath.

“Alphas—we have a situation. Dorian’s here and he says it’s urgent.”

Kael cursed and Ares pulled away.

I collapsed onto the couch and my body was still trembling, with the plug in place.

What now?