Faris bit down on the side of his hand, but wasn’t able to stop his low moan of pleasure. Ulric dug his fingers in, squeezing his hips as he pounded into Faris. Not thinking it could get any better, Faris cried out when Ulric shifted the angle of his thrusts and hit his prostate. Close, God, he was so close now it would take only the slightest touch to push him over the edge.
“Stop!” Stella’s voice bounced around the room.
Ulric’s hips stuttered before stopping completely. He panted, pressing his thumbs into the small of Faris’ back. “Mistress?”
“Don’t move.” Stella climbed onto the bed, moving to kneel in front of Faris’ head.
Her hands shook as she carded them through his hair, before lying back on the bed and spreading her legs so her pussy was positioned below Faris’ face. “You look amazing together,” she whispered. “I want to…I can’t help but admire how well you fit.”
Ulric’s grip tightened on Faris. “Thank you, Mistress.”
Her eyes shone as she looked at Faris, and in a flash of longing he knew he’d caught a brief glimpse of the woman rather than the role. Swallowing down the saliva pooling in his mouth, Faris let his gaze fall to her pussy. He wanted her. Needed to know what she tasted like and what it would feel like to have her legs squeeze against his head when she came.
It appeared she wanted the same.
“Faris, you’re not allowed to come until Ulric is satisfied. He isn’t allowed to come until I do. Make sure you do a good job and you’ll get your reward.” She spread her legs wider, which pulled the leather skirt up to her waist. The smell of her arousal nearly undid his precarious grasp on his control. She wore nothing beneath the skirt, presenting him with an eyeful of wet, hairless skin.
Dropping his head to hover above her clit, Faris breathed in deeply, enjoying the scent of Stella. “Yes, Mistress.”
He shifted, trying to slide his hands beneath her body when she slapped the top of his head. “No hands. Your mouth only.”
Shit. “Yes, Mistress.”
Moving again, careful not to touch her with anything over than his face, Faris licked a long swipe along the length of her pussy. Stella moaned and bucked her hips. The sound encouraged him to repeat the action, but this time he stopped to brush his tongue across her clit. The taste of her made him drunk with want. He needed to give her anything, everything he could to make her happy.
Stella pulled her breasts free of her corset and tugged at her nipples. “Yes, you’ve been with women before, I can tell. You still have a lot to learn, though.”
Faris accepted the challenge presented to him. Latching on to her clit with his mouth, he sucked hard while his tongue flicked madly over the swollen nub. He could barely see her face as Stella’s mouth opened in a soundless O, her hands falling to the bed to bunch the sheets in her fists.
“Ulric,” she said before swallowing. “You may continue. You can come once I have finished.”
A hard snap of Ulric’s hips had his cock driving deep into Faris’ ass. “Yes, Mistress.”
“Better hurry, Faris,” Stella cooed as she reached up and ran a hand through his hair. “Ulric won’t like his punishment if he comes before me, and I don’t think his stamina is what it should be.”
Both men moaned and Faris doubled his efforts on Stella’s cunt. He knew if Ulric wasn’t going to like his punishment, Faris certainly wouldn’t enjoy his. Spearing his tongue, he pushed inside her and fucked her pussy as best he could without the use of his hands. It helped when he relaxed his body and allowed the momentum of Ulric’s thrusts to drive him harder into Stella. She tasted like heaven.
Alternating between driving his tongue into her, and licking around her clit, Faris found his mind emptying. His world consisted of nothing beyond Stella’s pleasure and the press of Ulric into him. It would have been enough to lose himself if he hadn’t been on edge for so long now.
The constant pounding of his ass, the steady press of Ulric’s cock against his prostate, had Faris moaning uncontrollably. It was too much for him to last much longer. He needed to finish this for all their sakes.
When he felt Stella’s thighs begin to quiver around his face, he returned his attentions to her clit. Latching on, he started a steady rhythm—slow at first, he increased the tempo until he felt Stella’s hips buck up to meet his every beat. Next time he would beg her for permission to use his hands. Then he could fuck her pussy and ass with his fingers.
“Yes, that’s it.” She moaned a low sound that resonated from deep within her.
“Almost. Yes.”
Ulric adjusted his grip on Faris’ hips, tightening his hold and driving his thumbs deep into the skin. Faris knew the other man was close—God, how had he been able to hold out this long?
Sucking hard, he swirled his tongue around Stella’s clit and prayed it would be enough.
It was.
Stella, clutching his head painfully hard, forced his face to her cunt and screamed.
He could barely breathe, but did nothing to resist as he lapped up the wet release of her orgasm. Ulric’s rhythm lost some of its evenness, but he didn’t slow his pace. It was almost too much for Faris to take, and despite the cock ring and the cage, he nearly came.
“Now, Ulric.” Stella smiled, her eyes still closed. “Come for me now.”
Ulric pressed his body forward so he covered most of Faris’ back. The sudden weight had Faris pinned to Stella’s pussy, so all he could smell was her. It only took two more thrusts and Ulric let out a deafening shout. Wet heat flooded Faris’ insides as Ulric pumped his cum deep inside. After an eternity, Ulric finally stopped.
The three of them lay there panting. Faris wanted to scream from the frustration of it all, but by some act of God, he held his tongue.
“Faris did very well,” Stella cooed as she pulled her body into a sitting position.
“Ulric, lay him on his back and remove the cage.”
Tears escaped his eyes as Faris looked up to meet Stella’s gaze. “Thank you, Mistress.”
It only took a moment for them to comply with her wishes. With the added weight on his cock now gone, Faris felt as if he could float out into space. Ulric wasn’t done with him though. Faris didn’t resist when the other man pushed his legs up so his knees were pressed to his chest.
“This is the proper position whenever you are on your back. This,” Ulric grabbed Faris’ cock and balls, “no longer belongs to you.”
“Yes…Sir.”
Ulric shivered. “Mistress, may I remove his cock ring?”
Stella chuckled. “Of course. He is your toy to play with.”
Faris sighed with relief as the leather ring fell free. His cock pulsed with blood and he swore he felt the rush of cum moving slowly up his shaft. “Please, Ulric. Sir. I need to come.”
Ulric moved his hand so it hovered above the tip of Faris’ cock. “Do you deserve this? Have you earned it?”
He knew he hadn’t. Everything about today was so fucked up. He’d betrayed Ulric by passing on information he knew he shouldn’t and the result had been the death of hundreds. He’d compounded his error by refusing to listen to Ulric when he’d first brought him here tonight. He couldn’t do anything right. “No.”
“I think you do. I see so much potential in you, Faris. You simply need to learn to trust your instincts. Trust me.”
“I—”
Ulric wrapped his hand around Faris and pumped up and down the shaft roughly.
“Come for me.”
It only took a few strokes before Faris came hard, shooting cum across his stomach and chest. His throat was raw from his earlier screams, but he couldn’t stop himself from vocalizing his pleasure. It wasn’t until he felt Ulric move that he realized his eyes had slipped closed. Letting gravity pull his head to the side, he watched as Ulric curled up against Stella’s side.