Society of Psychos (Dead Men Walking #2)

“Yes,” she said, biting her bottom lip and Mateo chuckled darkly, clearly knowing what she had planned and well in the mood for it.

Sometimes the things she wanted to try involved just me, other times she got one or both of them involved too. The only rules were that it had to be filthy, and that I’d say yes to whatever it was. At first, we’d experimented with various positions and toys, but as the years passed it had gotten harder to find anything new which we hadn’t already tested. She had been excited about this one for weeks though, so I knew it was going to be good.

“Strip for me, Hellfire,” Brooklyn commanded and I grinned, doing as she wanted and taking my clothes off for her, fisting my rock-hard cock as I looked her up and down and groaning a little in anticipation. I’d been off on a job all week on my own, so I hadn’t gotten to sink my cock into her in far too long already. The day of wild birthday celebrations should have worn us all out already but now that it was time for this, I found myself wide awake.

“Remember, you can’t say no,” Mateo purred, that wicked grin on his face making me frown a little.

“When have I ever said no?” I replied with a scoff. “I’d suck your cock if that was what she wanted from me, el burro, and don’t forget it.”

“Boo, why would I want you to suck his cock for me? Then I wouldn’t get to do it,” Brooklyn cut in with a pout, and I cocked my head at her as I wondered where this was going.

“Alright then, little psycho, tell me what we’re working with tonight,” I pushed and her smile grew almost shy as she turned to Jack who was holding a large white box.

“I’m really excited for this,” Brooklyn breathed and I nodded, wrapping my tattooed fingers around my shaft and giving it a few strokes to relieve some of the need in my flesh while she made me wait.

Mateo moved across the room and grabbed hold of a chair, picking it up and placing it down near the head of the bed before dropping into it where he would have a perfect view of whatever sinful act me and my wife were about to commit.

I was so distracted by him that I didn’t even see Brooklyn open the box and when I looked back to find a big, pink strap-on in her hands, I grinned.

“You want me to fuck your arse and cunt at the same time?” I guessed, leaning forward and holding my hand out for the huge rubber cock but she shook her head.

“No, Hellfire, I want you to get on your hands and knees for me,” she replied with a grin, letting Jack take the strap on from her.

“You want me to what now?” I asked, blinking in confusion as I watched Jack roll her panties off and position the strap on carefully, tightening the buckles which secured it to her body.

“It vibrates,” Brooklyn whispered excitedly.

“Uh-huh. Go back to the bit where you said you want me on my knees,” I said, releasing my hold on my cock and frowning at the two of them while Mateo laughed loudly from his corner.

“It pulses too,” Brooklyn added, handing Jack a little remote and moaning as he pressed a button on it.

Brooklyn held her hand out and Mateo obediently filled her palm with lube for her while I started shaking my head and his laughter grew louder.

“I think we need to discuss this further, love,” I said slowly.

“Why? Are you going to say no to her on her birthday, bastardo?” Mateo taunted, making me turn and narrow my eyes on him.

“Of course not,” I snapped.

Brooklyn wrapped her hand around the rubber dick and started working it over like she was jerking it off, moaning every time it was pressed against her body more firmly and making it more than clear that the thing was designed to work her clit while she used it on someone.

“You’re looking intrigued there, Jack. Maybe you wanna give it a whirl?” I said loudly, switching my gaze to him.

“No,” he replied simply, his eyes all sparkly with amusement like a cunt.

“What is it you like to say to her oh so often? ‘I am your creature’, isn’t it?” Mateo said, not even bothering to try and hide his smirk. “So be her creature.”

“Err…”

Brooklyn stepped towards me, her eyes alight with anticipation. “This is my birthday wish, Hellfire,” she said firmly. “Besides, I’m a pro at butt stuff. I know how to make it good for you.”

She bit her lip again and damn it all to hell, I was a sucker for that woman of mine.

I swiped a hand down my face then nodded, wondering what in the hell I was thinking as I agreed to this carnage before rolling my shoulders back and straightening my spine.

“Alright then,” I said boldly, refusing to let Mateo think he’d seen me rattled at last after all these years. “Give me a slap to get my blood pumping, Jack,” I commanded and the arsehole smacked me so hard my head wheeled to the side and I tasted blood as I fell down on the bed.

Brooklyn giggled, hurrying forward and giving my arse a shove to make me roll all the way onto my front and I cursed as I gave in, moving onto my knees before her and bracing my forearms on the mattress.

I refused to look at Mateo who I could feel smirking at me once more, focusing instead on the feeling of Brooklyn climbing onto the bed with me, her fingers roaming over my arse cheeks before one rounded my body and found my cock.

I groaned as she pressed herself against me, my thoughts not lingering on the thick length of rubber which I could feel resting against my thigh while I focused instead on the grip of her hand around my shaft.

She began pumping her fist, her other hand moving down my spine just as Jack squirted the lube over my arse. I grunted at the coldness of the liquid, but Brooklyn began to massage it into my skin, her fingers moving to my hole and pushing in just as she upped her pace on my cock.

I groaned as she began to move them. Fingers I could do. Fingers we’d done before many a time after she figured out how to use them to make me come so hard I damn near blacked out.

“I’m gonna fuck you so good, Hellfire,” she purred in my ear and the longer this sweet torment went on, the more I found myself liking the idea, nodding my head in agreement as she shifted her hips and the strap on shifted between my arse cheeks.

Brooklyn moaned in excitement, removing her fingers and pressing the head of the rubber cock to my arse just as I started to question the life choices that had gotten me to this point.

“Hang on a-” I began but my words were drowned out by Brooklyn’s moan as Jack turned the vibrate function on and the fucking sex toy got to work on her as well as me.

Brooklyn didn’t hold back, her hips driving forward much in the same way as I liked to slam mine down when I was taking her, and my eyes flew open in alarm so that I met Mateo’s gleeful gaze right as the fucking thing sank deep inside me, and my damn breath was stolen from my lungs.

“Jesus,” I gasped and Brooklyn fucking spanked me, drawing back before driving the thing in again.

My hands fisted the sheets and I tried to look away from Mateo, but I was locked in the trap of his dark eyes, the evil little smile he was giving me making me feel all kinds of ways in combination with the vibrating rod of fire which was currently pounding in and out of my arse.

Brooklyn moaned louder, spanking me again and fuck me, I wasn’t sure if I liked it or hated it, or what way I was feeling about it, but every time she pumped my cock in time with her thrusts, I was only left more confused.

I managed to draw in a shaky breath as I started to get used to the feeling, finding pleasure among the discomfort and bite of pain which I mighta been able to get a taste for, if I only got into the rhythm of it.

“You must be feeling so empty, chica,” Mateo said loudly while I still worked to breathe between thrusts and couldn’t do any more than curse him within the confines of my head. “I bet Jack could help you with that.”

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