Pet: A Dark Menage Romance Page 4

  “Are you going to fuck me like this?” she wanted to know, but I merely grinned at her.

  I walked to my David Collins chest of drawers, a piece I was particularly proud of, and pulled a drawer open, trying to pick the perfect weapon. The tension in the room, the way her breaths were hitching behind my back, made me harder.

  I pulled out a vibrator, not a big one, not a particularly fancy one, either. The silver color glinted in the light as I turned around. I watched her eyes spark with fear. For a second, I’m sure she thought I had a knife. And for a second, she was fucking excited.

  More fucked up than I thought she would be.

  I walked back to her and turned the toy on to the lowest setting. She opened her legs wider when I slipped a hand between them. She was still soaking wet. Her pussy lips were red and puffy, making me give her an indulgent smile she didn’t deserve.

  I placed the toy at her slit, teasing her pussy lips open with it until it pressed up against her clit. She mewled as I closed her legs.

  “Are you gonna keep them closed?” I asked, getting up from the floor.

  She nodded obediently as I pulled my belt out of my pants. Her eyes widened. I kneeled back down and slipped the belt around her thighs, pulling them together and buckling it in place. Her legs were bound tightly now, with the vibrator gently working her pussy.

  “It’s not enough,” she whimpered, and I laughed at her.

  “Not enough?” I wanted to know.

  “To… to make me come.” Her eyes were begging me for mercy. “That’s not enough to make me come, sir.”

  My cock twitched at her words. I tipped her chin back, stroking her lips. Her eyes filled with need.

  “Quite the expert now, are you?” I teased her, and a nervous giggle escaped her pretty lips.

  I moved my hand between her legs and my thumb ghosted over her pussy, coming away wet with her slippery juices. I raised it to her lips and she latched her sweet little mouth onto it eagerly, sucking it like she was still a little girl, with her eyes glued to mine.

  I couldn’t make her stop, especially when the pathetic vibrations worked their magic and she moaned my name, so softly it felt like a dream.

  She looked into my eyes as she sucked my thumb, and I felt a really strong urge to stroke her pretty face. I resisted. She was making me weak.

  Her breaths quickened and her sucking got more vigorous. Her eyes didn’t move from mine.

  I wanted to hate her in that moment, because I knew she would be the fucking end of me.

  And then the doorbell rang, and I pulled my thumb out of her mouth with a pop.

  “Let’s play now, Pet,” I said, heading out of the room.

  Her soft pleas followed me all the way to the front door.

  Five

  Sapphire

  I stared at his retreating back, not knowing when or if he’d be back. He could just leave me in here, the head of the vibrator trying to work some magic but failing miserably. I was getting worked up, my pussy tingling and desperate to come, but the pathetic vibrations between my legs would never be enough. My heart was pounding with the thought of what might follow next.

  I wanted him to fuck me so badly.

  I heard conversation in the hallway, two voices laughing like I wasn’t tied to a chair in the other room. One of them was his, deep and dark and careless, and the other voice belonged to a woman.

  I already hated her, hated the way she laughed, the flirty tone in her perfectly husky voice. I wanted to cry out and let her now I was only a door away. I wanted to tear the ropes away and walk back into the beautiful living room, smack the living hell out of the bitch who now held King’s attention.

  Jealousy tore through me and I moaned, trying to break free. But he’d buckled the belt against my legs tightly, and my limbs were tied to the chair so firmly I couldn’t move an inch. I hated him, too. Fucking hated him.

  I heard approaching footsteps and I stiffened in the chair. I felt awkward as fuck, nervous and ugly and stupid for getting myself into a situation like this.

  The door opened slowly, and he walked back inside. He’d rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and his arms looked muscular and strong. I longed for him to touch me. He gave me a fleeting look, his eyes admiring the work he’d done with the rope, and briefly lingering on the wetness between my legs. My pussy spasmed when he looked at it, and my clit throbbed. Throbbed for him.

  “Feeling good, Pet?” he asked me with a grin, and I growled at him like a fucking animal.

  “Fuck you,” I spat out, and he laughed like it was the funniest thing in the world. “Let me go. I want to leave.”

  He came towards me, roughly grasping my throat between his fingers and looking into my eyes.

  “Say that again,” he said, his other hand pushing the vibrator deeper between my legs, right up to the part of me that hadn’t been broken yet. I gasped out loud. “Come on, Pet. Say it right now and I’ll let you leave. I’ll even let you borrow my jacket so you can cover up your sweet ass.”

  I mewled instead and he laughed in my face, pulling the vibrator back to its spot where it wasn’t doing me any good. I tried to rub myself against it but the pressure wasn’t enough, and my growl of frustration was pathetic.

  “I’d like you to meet my special guest,” he told me with a grin, motioning towards the door. My eyes widened in horror as the woman I’d heard strolled inside.

  She was wearing a red cocktail dress and heels. Black curls to her shoulders, deep-set brown eyes and a pretty mouth. Her ass was as curvy as her tits. She was beautiful. So much more beautiful than me.

  I looked away, struggling against the restraints that held me to the chair. I didn’t dare say a word, too scared I’d stutter like a fucking fool.

  “This is Angel,” King told me simply, and I wondered if he called everyone in his life by pretentious fucking nicknames.

  He took the raven-haired beauty’s hand and led her to my chair. She smirked at me and I resisted the urge to spit in her ridiculously pretty face.

  “I’d like Angel to join in today,” King told me with a grin. “Would you like that, Pet?”

  “No,” I growled, and they both laughed in response like it was the best fucking joke they’d ever heard. “Let me go. I want to go home.”

  “I don’t think you do,” King said with a smile. “But we can always remind you of your place, can’t we, Angel?”

  She nodded and I hated her more. King’s hand sneaked around her and he whipped her around, bending her at the waist, his hand coming to rest on the small of her back.

  “Isn’t she beautiful, Pet?” he asked me, and I was seething with anger, watching him pull her dress up and expose a garter belt with black lacy stockings. “Would you like to watch me fuck her?”

  I looked away, feeling the telltale sting of tears in my eyes. I wasn’t going to let him see me cry.

  I heard the sound of a palm slapping flesh and bit back a pained cry. He’d spanked her butt, and my own sorry ass flinched in response.

  “Angel, get us some drinks,” he told her simply, and the woman sashayed out of the room, swinging her hips as she did so. I felt King approaching me, kneeling down next to my chair.

  His hand came to rest on my knee and I hissed when he rubbed my skin.

  “Look at me,” he said, and I wanted to resist, but something compelled me to look into his eyes.

  He looked strange, almost like he hated the whole ordeal as much as I did. But surely that couldn’t be true. Angel was so much more beautiful than I was. Surely he’d prefer her voluptuous curves to my bony body.

  “Do you understand why I’m doing this?” he asked, and my bottom lip trembled. “Do you understand why I’m going to fuck Angel?”

  “No,” I whispered, my voice pathetically soft and needy. He reached for the vibrator between my legs and turned the setting up a notch. I gasped when he placed it back between my legs, suddenly feeling so much more sensitive, so much needier.

  “Pets
should be trained well,” he told me, smoothing a strand of hair from my face and toying with the vibrator, pressing it up against my clit. “If they aren’t, what’s the point in having them? And I want you to follow every order. I want you to be a good little girl and do as I say. Is that clear?”

  I looked into his eyes and fought the urge to ask him why he looked so upset if this was the case. But I didn’t. I nodded like a fucking fool.

  Angel walked back into the room and again I felt the hotness of tears burning my eyes. She gave King a glass of something fizzy, but he didn’t look at her. His eyes were focused on mine.

  “Pet,” he said roughly. “Will you please ask me to fuck her for you?”

  I bit my bottom lip and he pushed the vibrator between my pussy lips, right on my clit. I shivered, feeling the vibrations right at my center, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. He tapped my cheek softly and I focused on the two people in front of me, my heart pounding and my clit throbbing.

  “Will you please…” I looked away from him, to Angel, who looked worried for some reason. Her perfect features were marred by concern, and she was looking at King. I looked back at him, his gaze so intense I could barely hold it. “Will you please fuck her while I watch?”

  “Yes, Pet,” he told me with a small smile. “Of course I will.” He got up from the floor and downed the glass of champagne in his hand. He took Angel’s too, and placed the glasses on an end table by my chair. Then, he ripped her dress off in an instant.

  She was naked underneath, apart from her stockings and the garter belt. Her tits looked so firm and round, the nipples big and brown. And her pussy was shaved. It looked puffy and red. I realized he’d already played with her in the hallway. Bitch.

  He led her to the chair I was sitting on, making her bend over in front of me and placing her hands on my knees, her full tits hanging so close to me. That’s when I noticed her tattoo, a small cartoon angel on her shoulder. I wanted to hate it, wanted to hate it all, but coupled with the vibrator between my legs I was fucking hornier than ever.

  “Hold on tight,” King told her roughly, and she obeyed without a single complaint, gripping my knees and tensing up. He smacked her ass with his palm and she gasped, her breath hot in my face. “Pet, look at me while I fuck her.”

  He undid the button on his trousers and I realized this was really happening. The tears threatened to fall again, but I made myself look into his eyes no matter what.

  He looked just as intense as earlier, but something was off. It was like the girl gripping my knees with her ass in the air wasn’t even there as he pulled his cock out, slipping a condom over his length and slowly, oh so fucking slowly, sliding inside her pussy.

  She cried out but I barely noticed it. King’s eyes were on mine as he spoke up, slowly thrusting his hips inside the girl.

  “She feels so fucking tight, Pet,” he told me, his hands going to the girl’s ass as he pushed himself inside her. “I bet you’ll love watching this.”

  I blushed and tried to tear my eyes away, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I focused on his eyes, the dilated pupils, his gaze relentless as he looked at me.

  “Do you think she likes having a big cock up her cunt?” he asked and fucked her hard.

  Angel mewled, flooding my chest with her hot breath as her head dipped. Sparks flew from my clit to my tits. My nipples tightened so nicely. I held my chest proud and he kept on fucking her but his eyes betrayed him.

  He wanted me. He wanted my pussy, not hers. She was just a ploy.

  “I hate you,” I whispered as she moaned his name against my skin over and over again. “I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.”

  “I know, Pet,” he told me gently. “I know you do, sweetheart.”

  He kept on fucking her, taking his fucking time. Her moans grew louder and so did her wet pussy, squelching and slurping, and soon, she was riding him, thrusting her hips back, her tits swinging as she begged for his cock to split her open. I knew she was close to coming, her gasps getting huskier and her oh-God-pleases bringing her closer to the orgasm she so badly wanted.

  King reached over her body and took the vibrator in his hands, putting it on the highest setting. I mewled in anticipation as he slid it back in place, and adjusted my hips against it greedily.

  “You’re gonna come for me, Pet,” he told me, pushing deep inside the girl. “And when you do, I’m gonna fucking explode.”

  I wanted to cry at the thought of him doing that, but the gasps and moans took over my body and I knew I wouldn’t be able to last long. I hated the thought of him coming inside her, but I knew my own orgasm was inevitable.

  “That’s a good girl,” he told me, thrusting hard with a groan. “Fuck, she feels amazing, Pet.”

  Angel shifted position, put her arms around my waist, held herself in place. Her mouth was dangerously close to my tits. I could feel her hot exhales on my nipples and it was almost too much.

  “Let go,” King told me in a whisper. “Just let the fuck go, Pet.”

  So I did. I let the orgasm take over my body, and hot tears of humiliation ran down my cheeks when I moaned my release. King groaned, pushing inside her for the last time. I knew he was coming and I hated him, hated what he’d done to me.

  Angel was gasping his name but I kept my eyes locked with his, disregarding her completely. He did the same, and it felt like we were alone in the room. Just the two of us. And it was beautiful.

  Six

  King

  I escorted Angel out of the room, my palm resting on the small of her back. She hugged me close at the front door and I smacked her butt on her way out. She whispered something in my ear and I gave her a smile before I sent her on her way. I took a moment for myself after she’d left, leaning against the doorframe and hating myself for what I’d done. But I’d had to.

  Slowly, I made my way back to the room. My eyes drank in Pet’s features from the doorway and my dick got hard again at the sight of her. She looked so fucking beautiful with tears streaming down her face, her mascara ruined, her bottom lip jutting out and trembling.

  I approached her without saying a word, and stroked her cheek gently. She whipped her head away from me, and more hot tears ran down her cheeks. I fucking hated myself in that moment, because as much as I knew we’d both enjoyed what I’d done with Angel, she was hurting now, and that wasn’t the purpose of the exercise.

  I kneeled next to her and took my time undoing the ropes around her feet. I didn’t remove the vibrator from between her legs, my fingers trailing a line up her thighs as I moved to work on her wrists. Slowly, I undid her bindings, and as soon as her hands were free, she grabbed the vibrator and threw it across the room. I would’ve laughed if she hadn’t launched herself at me next, her hot, tight little body glistening with sweat as she pounded her little fists against my chest.

  “Fucking prick,” she hissed. “Why would you do that? Why the hell would you do that to me? Why would you?”

  I let her hit me, my hands resting by my sides. She tired herself out pretty fast and collapsed in a helpless little heap on the floor by my feet. I kneeled down next to her, my hands smoothing back her light hair, my other hand tipping her chin up. She looked like a wild animal, feral and scared and so vulnerable.

  “It’s ok,” I told her gently. “I know you’re angry, Pet. It’s going to be okay, I promise. I do everything for a reason. Don’t worry.”

  She sobbed as I pulled her against my chest and I wondered how overwhelming this must’ve been for her. She felt so small in my arms.

  “Let’s get you cleaned up,” I said, and she didn’t object when I pulled her to her feet. But her knees buckled, and I knew she wouldn’t be able to keep herself up.

  I gathered her in my arms, and she cuddled closer to me, her head going to the crook of my arm, her arms around my neck. She held onto me as if I was her lifeline, and I liked the feeling. I liked being responsible for this one, caring for her. I knew right then and there I was going to h
urt her very badly when our time together came to an end. But because I was a selfish damn prick, I couldn’t bring myself to keep my hands off her.

  I carried her out of the room and into the bathroom. I hesitated between using the bath but finally decided to go for the shower instead. I set her down inside the glass walk-in shower, and she got down on her knees, crawling into a corner of it and hugging her knees to her chest. A pang of guilt and regret went through my body. I was such a fucking jackass.

  I turned on the water above us, and it sprayed us with hot steam. I didn’t give a shit about my shirt and the pants I’d zipped over my cock. I couldn’t stand the sight of her like that, hugging herself in the corner, like she wasn’t even in the same room with me. She was staring into space when I sat down next to her, my clothes fucking soaked from the spray of the water above us. She shrank away from my touch when I reached for her.

  “Come on, Pet,” I said gently. “Let me clean you up.”

  Fresh tears spilled from her eyes as I reached for a bottle, squeezing body wash into my palm. She didn’t say a word as I pulled her flush against me, my shirt sticking to her naked body. The water beat down on us as I worked a lather into her skin, cleansing her of the sweat and the worry and the sadness.

  She shivered in my arms even though the water was hot.

  “It smells like lemon,” she said in a soft voice. “Smells nice.”

  “It does,” I murmured against her wet hair. She smelled so fucking good it made me want to smash something, knowing how our story would end. I worked some shampoo into her hair and washed her clean. Halfway through, she started humming something, the melody of a song I didn’t recognize. I felt guilty. Really fucking guilty.

  I washed the suds off her and pulled her up. She struggled to stay on her feet and leaned against me as I washed her body. I knew I’d hurt her by fucking someone else like that, that was the point. But there was something else there, something hiding behind those distant eyes of hers. But she’d locked me out of her thoughts, and even though my hands were exploring the silky soft skin of her naked body, it felt like she wasn’t even there with me.