Feral King (The Dominant Bastard Duology 1)

“Okay, Severin. Are you going to play with her first or are we just doing this?”

Like he’d object to touching this woman? Slowly, he slid his hand up from her slim waist to her other breast, enjoying the way she was gasping and arching into his fingers by the time he reached her nipple. He pinched it gently at first, but she squirmed and complained until he squeezed hard. The firmer pressure had her grunting and whining, rocking her ass against his cock. Good to know. When she was aroused and distracted, he cupped the underside of her breast for Rodrigo.

“Look how ready you are for this,” Rodrigo hissed. He swiped the disinfectant over her nipple then tugged at it. Severin watched his friend toy with her while he sucked and bit at her neck. She was whining now, writhing in his lap again, each tug of Rodrigo’s fingers making her hips jerk in response.

“Do you want it, pretty girl?” Severin murmured in her ear.

“No...no...please,” she whined. “He’s going to hurt me.”

“If you want him to stop, beg me to make him stop.” The words came out as a harsh rasp.

She made a guttural, feral sound that almost made Severin come. “Oh fuck. Just do it.”

“Hold her tighter, Severin. Make sure your little toy can’t get away.”

This time Severin slipped his free hand between her thighs, pressing against the heat of her pussy, his other arm firm around her torso. She gasped, moving against his fingers, and he wished he’d taken the time to unzip her jeans and slide his hand into them. Too late now.

Rodrigo jerked the needle package open then held the sharp up between himself and the girl so she could take a good look at it. “I’m going to jab this through your hard little nipple, and it’s going to hurt like hell.” He turned the needle in his fingers, letting the steel catch the light. “You’re trapped, little girl.”

“No please! I’ll be good! I’ll be a good girl. Please don’t hurt me.”

Crazed lust blazed in Rodrigo’s eyes, reflecting Severin’s own reaction as Ro slid the forceps onto her nipple and tugged.

Severin tensed. He wanted to hear her scream, to see her bleed – to taste the copper of her blood on his tongue. His balls ached, making him desperate to pump come into her sweet little body, not even caring that he didn’t know how. He could figure it the fuck out. He loved this – having her at their mercy. He and Rodrigo could do so many things to her.

“Don’t you dare fucking come.” Rodrigo sank the needle into her nipple as Severin’s dick pulsed against her ass.

“Fuck!” she sobbed, coming apart in Severin’s arms. He pressed harder between her legs and she convulsed, gasping and shuddering. “Fuck me...please. I’ll be a good girl now. I’m sorry I’m a bad girl. I’m sorry...”

She went limp against his chest and he watched as Rodrigo fumbled to thread the barbell through. He cleaned the few droplets of blood off and bandaged her, but there was no calming down from this for Severin. Not on his own.

“You’re not a very obedient girl. Severin is going to have his hands full with you.”

“What did I do?” she asked petulantly.

“You came after we told you not to, and now we’re both suffering. What are you going to do about that? I’ll live, but what about him?”

She peered over her shoulder at Severin, her eyes glassy and feverish. She slid off his lap and knelt between his feet. “Do you need me, Mister Leduc?”

He unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, then eased his aching cock out. Her tongue swiped shakily along her lips as she stared at his erection, but she didn’t touch him.

Rodrigo grabbed her by the hair, holding it tight enough that her eyelids drooped, and her mouth dropped open.

“Suck his cock,” Rodrigo growled.

“Why? You like to watch?” she asked, not moving to obey.

“Do it.” He nudged her forward, but she held herself away.

“No offense, but I only take orders from Mister Leduc.” She didn’t glance his way, only watched Severin. “If he doesn’t want to use my mouth, I won’t beg.”

Rodrigo let her go. “He doesn’t know how to handle a submissive,” he murmured, as though he didn’t want Severin to know they were discussing him. Considering how close they all were, it wasn’t like Severin could avoid overhearing.

“Mister Leduc handles me just fine. He sure as hell doesn’t need you taking over.”

Severin grabbed her chin, reminding her exactly who she should be paying attention to. “No, I don’t need him taking over, but I also don’t need you fighting my battles for me, Miss Korsgaard. If I didn’t like something he was doing, I’d tell him myself.”

“I only take orders from you.” Her dark eyes flashed with a challenge he longed to correct, but he couldn’t complain about her loyalty to him, especially since he’d done nothing to deserve it.