41. Tyson

Tyson

“ O livia?” I ask as I gently tap her on the cheek. Her eyes finally flutter open. A breath of relief leaves me. “How are you feeling?”

“Good.” After a moment of hesitation, she adds, “Maybe a bit more than good. That was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced.” I can’t help but feel so damn proud. I ate her out until she passed out from the intense pleasure I gave her. She looks around. “How did we end up on the sofa with me in your lap?”

“I moved you after you fainted.” My thumb runs over her pulse. “You scared me there for a second, especially since this has never happened before. The other day, Ansel spent at least an hour with his face between your legs, and you were having a great time. But when I do it, ten minutes in and it’s lights out.” I don’t even try to hide how damn proud I am of myself.

Olivia presses the tip of her index finger against my chest and runs it up and down. “No wonder that happened. You sucked the soul out of me,” she jokes, “but I’m fine now.”

I press my lips to her forehead, glad to hear that she is all right. “My tongue is so skilled, I took you to Heaven.”

Olivia straddles me, and her hand reaches between us. My erection is almost gone, but the moment her fingers wrap around me, my dick is more than ready for action.

“Is that so?” Olivia asks as her hand jerks me, sending shivers down my spine. “What else can you do?”

Reaching this moment, this closeness with Olivia has been hard. Sure, I could have taken the route Rueben first proposed and tied Olivia to my bed and fucked her until she had no other choice than to accept not only me but all my blood-brothers as her men. If we had done that to her, she would not smile and laugh with us. She would not snuggle with us during the night or sit on our laps during mealtime. Winning her over has not been easy, especially for me and Rueben, since it is not something Lords usually do. We are taught that women should submit to us, especially when we are not in the Lair, but at the same time, their needs always come first. It never made sense to me.

“Which part of my body are we talking about here?”

Her fingers brush against my balls, and I bite back a groan. “We’ll start with your cock. It’s big, but bigger is not always better.”

Is she referring to our first time together? If not for the damn drugs, I would have taken my time, getting her ready before our bodies became one.

I dip my head to her neck, kissing and biting her pulse, making her moan for me. “The moment I push the tip of my cock inside you, I’ll make you come, and each inch of me will bring you a new wave of pleasure.”

Her hand slowly moves from the base to the tip. “How many inches are we talking about?”

I grin. “Try to guess.”

Her fingers gently caress the piercings along my dick, all seven of them. “Six?”

My grin spreads wider. “Try again.”

Her eyes sparkle while the tip of her thumb circles the tip of my dick. “Five?”

“How about I gag you on it and see if you still think it’s five inches after I’ve had it down your throat for an hour?”

Olivia puts on a serious face. “What’s wrong with a five-inch dick?”

I shrug. “Nothing. But I’m bigger than Ansel and Mose. But if you ask me, they are no bigger than four.”

Olivia manages to keep a straight face for a few seconds before bursting out laughing. “They’re six or more. Perfectly fine dicks. More than that. So you must be…two.”

I resist the urge to tickle her because I don’t want her to stop touching me. “One piercing for each inch.”

Her gaze rushes to my dick. “Seven inches?”

My grin returns. “You forgot about the piercing on top of my dick.”

I can practically see the wheels turning inside her head, and I know what she’s about to say. “You’ll fill me up perfectly.”

She is playing a very dangerous game, and she has no idea how much I’m enjoying this, especially since the last month has been full of long makeout sessions and plenty of touching, but I want to be inside her, to feel her pussy wrapped around me while I possess her entirely.

“The way I’ll…” Olivia slides between my legs and kisses the tip of my cock. “Fuck...” I groan “ you” just as her tongue licks the piercing from the underside of my dick.

Ever since I got pierced, my dick has been more sensitive than ever, making blowjobs so fucking incredible. It’s the first time Olivia has touched me like this, and I don’t want her to ever stop. My hands fly to her messy bun, my fingers lacing through her hair. I want to fuck every inch of her body, to cover her in my cum, before I let my blood-brothers do the same to her. She has no idea of all the depraved things we’ll do to her.

She keeps licking my dick before her mouth goes for my scrotum.

“Good girl,” I grunt while she sucks my balls. My fingers wrap around my throbbing cock. The image of her face covered in my seed flashes before my eyes, and I almost finish.

My other hand is still in her hair, and I yank her head to my cock. Her lips part, and she takes half of me in. Blowjobs are something I enjoy immensely, but to have Olivia’s lips wrapped around my dick? Pure Heaven.

“I’m going to fuck your throat before I do the same to your pussy.” I push her head down while I thrust my hips up, and my dick hits the back of her throat, making her gag. Hearing her moan because of the things I do to her is like a concert of classical music, but hearing her gag on my dick? Nothing compares to it. I keep pushing her head down, and she gags harder. “Then your ass,” I say as I use my free hand to cup her tits, one by one. They started getting bigger a few weeks ago and I’ve been even more obsessed with them. Big tits are such a turn-on for me, especially Olivia’s. I could spend hours sucking, licking, kissing, and fucking them.

I stop pushing her head down and let her suck me the way she wants, just wanting her mouth on me.

Her tongue moves around my dick while she moves up and down my length, repeatedly gagging on my dick, driving me wild. If she keeps doing this, I’ll finish in less than a minute.

My hand is still in her hair, and I yank her into my lap. She quickly straddles me. “I want to be inside you when I finish,” I tell her while my hand goes between her legs. She’s already wet, but I keep touching her, wanting to fuck her first with my fingers before I finally let her ride me. Her tits are right in my face, and I take her left nipple into my mouth while she rubs her pussy against my palm.

“Tyson.” She sounds so fucking needy.

I suck her nipple harder, making her hiss in pain. It might hurt, but she shoves her tits more into my face, letting me know that she doesn’t want me to stop. I drag my mouth to her other nipple. My tongue swirls around it.

“I want you. Every inch of you,” she begs for my cock.

A mirror is on the wall opposite us. I grab her ass and stand. Her legs wrap around me. “I want to see every inch of you when I fuck you,” I say as I take her to the mirror. Once in front of it, I loosen my grasp on Olivia. As she slides down my body, I spin her quickly to face it and release her hair from her messy bun. “Lean forward,” I instruct her as I grab her left hip. Olivia does as I tell her, and I guide my cock between her folds. “I’m going to fuck you hard,” I warn her as I enter her.

Her warmth, her wetness, and her tight pussy are so overwhelming, I feel drunk with pleasure. I slowly slide inside her, wanting to savor this moment. I watch her face in the mirror, wanting to memorize her expression while I make her mine. Her eyes never leave mine as more of me enters her. Her mouth is slightly open, soft moans leaving her lips each time more of me disappears inside her pussy.

Pure bliss shows on her face. Her pussy grips me tight, sucking me in. Flashbacks from the facility pop into my head. It’s the first time I remember something from the time spent there. I see fragments of when I was tied to the chair and forced to see the video of Olivia being assaulted for the first time.

Anger and the sense of betrayal fill my veins and I pull Olivia closer to me because she is the only one who can shield me from the drugs given to me over the years to mess with my head. I stopped smoking three months ago, but I still suffer from the side effects.

My eyes are locked with Olivia’s. “I love you,” she whispers.

All the negative feelings fall away, the love I feel for her fills every fiber of my body. Then I remember one more thing. The first time I was inside her. The shock and the horror I felt when I couldn’t slow my movements. The hate my demon had for me all these years started that day.

“You are mine,” I say as my hips push forward. My cock disappears entirely inside her. Wanting to see her pussy stretch around my dick, I grab her right thigh and pull her leg up. “You look so fucking beautiful with my dick inside you.”

I pull out and slam back inside her, making her moan. Waiting this long to fuck her was worth it. I watch as my cock slides in and out of her. Her tits bounce up and down, and I could come just by watching them.

The bonds between all six of us seem to become stronger.

What ties Olivia to me and my blood-brothers is not only love but…a much deeper connection. Each of us represents something.

Ansel is her guardian, the one who makes sure she will never let her darkness corrupt her soul.

I am her first love. We experienced a few firsts together. She was my first kiss and the first girl I held hands with. She’s the only one I ever told I love you .

Jasper is the one who fought for her and showed her love when she most needed it.

Mose gave his soul to protect her, showing her unconditional love.

And then, there’s Rueben. He went from hating her with all his soul to making her the center of his universe.

I keep slamming inside her, fucking her hard, wanting her moans to be heard all over the forest surrounding the lake.

Olivia might have a hard time admitting it, but she loves us. I can feel it in our bond.

I grab her hair and force her head back. “Play with your tits,” I growl into her ear. She obliges me. It turns me on even more, making me fuck her just as hard as I promised. “Once we marry you, we will take you to the Blood Lodge, fuck you in front of everyone, and pierce your nipples and clit.”

“Yes,” Olivia breathes.

I let go of her leg, grab both her hips, and begin ramming her without any mercy, making her moan and scream in pleasure. Her pussy grips me harder. She is so fucking close.

“Tyson,” she keeps repeating my name as my cock keeps filling her over and over again.

She comes hard, and I wrap my arm around her waist, preventing her from falling. Her body convulses around me, and her pussy milks me of my seed. Shivers run down my spine all the way to my balls as my cock explodes inside her. I have the most intense orgasm ever. Her pussy drains my balls, and it feels like I keep coming.

I wrap my arms around her and rest my chest against her back. Looking into the mirror, I say, “This was the best sex of my life.” Olivia smiles before she turns a bit pale.

“Are you alright?” I ask.

“I’m feeling dizzy again.”

I pull out of her, pick her up in my arms, and take her to the sofa.

Next, she says, “Now that I think about it, I skipped breakfast because Miss Teapot has been restless for two days now. I think she’s going to have the kittens soon.”

It’s not only Olivia who has been excited about Miss Teapot being with kittens. All of us have been spoiling her, making Diva jealous. Olivia and Rueben have been good at showering her with affection as well. They even let her sleep on our bed as well, but Ansel quickly put a stop to it when Diva pushed him onto the floor.

“I have chocolate in one of my drawers. Do you want some?” I ask Olivia.

“I didn’t know you liked sweets. You are always eating kimchi or salty snacks.”

I shrug. “Sometimes, readers send me packages with goodies. I give all the candies and chocolates to Rueben. This time, I kept some for you.”

“Readers, huh?” Olivia huffs. “They don’t even bother learning your tastes.”

I chuckle. “You’re so cute when you’re jealous. But not to worry, I only belong to you.”

Olivia doesn’t get to say anything back because Jasper rushes inside the office. He looks happy and scared at the same time. His gaze falls on me, but I avoid eye contact with him. Ever since the day Olivia accepted all of us as her bondeds and I heard Jasper’s thoughts, I can’t stop thinking about him. It’s driving me crazy because I’ve never been attracted to men, but Jasper…I don’t know…he’s the exception. I even contemplated asking Rueben to hit me in the head with a bat again, thinking it is the only way to stop thinking of Jasper. I even touched myself in the shower, imagining it was his dick I was stroking. That was the last day I masturbated because I didn’t want to risk whatever chemical imbalance happened in my brain becoming more intense.

“Miss Teapot is in labor. Ansel and Mose are with her, but she is agitated. I’m sure she wants you with her,” Jasper tells Olivia—who is so happy about the news, she can’t even speak.

“We will be there in a moment,” I say, and Jasper leaves.

Olivia finally reacts and she is laughing and crying and kissing me at the same time. “It’s about damn time,” she shouts with joy. When she notices I’m not as overjoyed as she is, she says, “You should let Jasper in.”

“I don’t know what you mean,” I play dumb.

Olivia is not fooled, though. “I’ve been observing you and him for the past three months. It’s obvious there are feelings between the two of you. If you want my blessing to be with him, then you have it.”

“Olivia,” I start to protest, but she cuts me short.

“Life is too short to have regrets.”

My gaze goes to the door. All my life I thought I was only into women, but maybe that’s not true. Maybe, I just like Jasper, too. And not because I was hit in the head.