Unleashed (13 page)

“Thank God, I have to go to work,” Syn strings a sentence together. “Aaron, I owe you one.”

“I never thought I’
d see the day when someone would beg to take my job for the night,” Aaron grins at her.

“I’d rather tame wild animals than deal with six drunk girls. You know I
hate submissives unless they’re screaming in pain. Happy submissives just piss me off.” Syn brilliantly smiles.

“She’
s a crazy bitch,” I whisper to Monica.

“I heard that,” Syn growls.

“Oops!” I cover my mouth with my hand.

“I happen to love drunken submissives.” Aaron smiles
at us, and shuts us in the car.

Chapter Ten

“More wine?” Aaron asks his gaggle of ladies.

“I want something stronger,” Kris whines.

“No, I’m not cleaning up puke for the rest of the night. Wine or no wine, Kris?” He holds the bottle like the waiter at the restaurant did.

“
Garçon,” I giggle at Aaron, and hold my wineglass out to him.

Aaron refused to take us anywhere except his apartment. He said he couldn’t trust
us in public, and here he could keep an eye on us. I don’t blame him since Kayla, Fate, Monica, and Heidi are dancing on the furniture and Kristal is begging for liquor. I’m just lounging on the sofa, trying to get the energy to cross the hall to my apartment.

Aaron hands me the bott
le of wine and sits on the sofa next to me. I tip the bottle in his direction in thanks and take a hearty pull.

“So,” Kris sits next to me. “What’s it like fucking them both?”
Her eyes are bright and glazed over.

“I’m not,” I belligerently slur, sick to death of having to deny her constant questioning.

“Bullshit!” Kris moves lightning fast and sits on my lap. The room spins and I realize she is moving at normal speed. It’s just my wine consumption.

“The only time I’ve had sex with
Ezra was to make my daughter, and one time with Cortez, and it was an accident and neither of us remembers. Damn, I wish I could though.” I give myself a headache trying to concentrate on the details of that tryst.

“Bull-fucking-shit,” Kris drawls out. She is surprisingly sober for someone who has been drinking all night, but she is a bartender w
ho’s begging for liquor. Maybe she has a high tolerance.

“It’s true,” Heidi chimes in. “I saw the whole thing with Cort. Holy fuck that was hot
as hell, and they didn’t even know they did it,” she giggles.

“Kat
hasn’t had sex with Ezra, yet,” Aaron defends me.

“Wow…” Kris settles into my lap like she’s my new bestie. “
Why the hell not?” 

“Cort’s married,” I choke out.

“So what?  They don’t have a relationship like that. Hell, girl, Cort stopped screwing us for you,” Kris says without any animosity. 

“Na-huh, he did not,”
I say in denial.

“Yeah, Cort
did. He hasn’t had sex with anyone since before you got here. He dropped us all. Why do you think we were pissed? You’ve been here… three months, right? Well, it’s been twice as long since he’s had anything besides the Master’s cock shoved down his throat.”

“What?” I bark out, getting a clear picture of Cort being skullfucked by some scary-assed master.

“Proceed with caution,” Aaron warns Kris.

“How do
you know all of this?” I excitedly ask. “Tell me more,” I beg.

“Well, it pays to know Regina. She knows everything. Just like I’m sure her meeting is spilling everything you said at dinner tonight. You do
know dinner was Ezra’s idea, right?”

“No,” I grumble. “But it doesn’t surprise me.” I bite my numb lip.

“You should give Cort some loving when you go across the hall. He deserves it. Believe me when I tell you that I know how hard it is to go without sex. That month of punishment killed me. I know you’ve went longer, but it’s pure torture for someone who is addicted to sex.”

“Oh,” I
sadly mumble. “I didn’t know. What’s this about a cock down Cortez’s throat?”

“You weren’t
the first one to call him Skullfuck. Our Master named him that for another reason. Cort is the skull that gets fucked,” she saucily purrs. 

“Oh no!”
I cry, overcome with worry.

“Relax, it’s their favorite pastime.”
Kris plays with my hair, twisting a tendril around her fingertip. I don’t invite her, but she just does as she pleases.

“Who is this m
aster?” I pet Kristal back, hoping to get the information out of her. I’ve heard many ambiguous statements about this guy. I want to know who he is.

“NO! I let you spill the other shit, but not that,
Kristal!” Aaron yells at her.

“You’re mean,” I
grumble at Aaron, but all he does is laugh at me.

“Yo
u’re piss roaring drunk, Kitten,” Aaron teases me. “Kayla, get your friends over here. I need some loving.”

I watch in shock and awe as Kayla leads Heidi, Fate, and M
onica over to Aaron. In the six weeks since he and I’d had sex, he has transformed. He doesn’t seem to have his hang-ups anymore, but I never thought he’d act like this.

T
he girls settle at Aaron’s feet and start mauling him and ripping off his clothes. He gazes at me with heavy-lidded eyes and an expression of pure rapture on his face.

“I’d ask you to join us, Kitten, but Ezra said he’d rip my dick off if I
ever touched you like that again, and Cort said he’d shove it up my ass. Sorry,” he grins.

“It looks like you’ve got your hands full, baby boy. I’m not sure how you’re going to pleasure
all of them, and there isn’t room at the trough for me,” I flippantly say, earning a deep chuckle from the budding stud.

“If I make room, are you willing to p
lay, Kris?” Aaron eagerly asks the tiny antagonist sitting on my lap.

“Was he any good?” She asks me.

“Yeah,” I blush. “Very good.”

“Well, I think I’m up for a ride. This is monumental, Aaron. I never thought I’d see you like this.
I can’t be left out. I’d lose my reputation when the rumor is let out. But… we have to call Whitt,” her voice wavers.

“I sent Pretty Boy a text, and he
said it was okay. Regina and Syn knew that I was planning on taking advantage of a bunch of drunken submissives,” he lustfully laughs.

“All’s good, then!” She ho
ps off my lap. “Sorry, Kat, no mistresses allowed. But you can watch. Or better yet, go throw Cort a bone,” she teases me.

“
First, I have to see how Aaron’s going to coordinate this,” I shake my head in awe.

“Ladies,” he drawls. “Follow me to the bedroom.”

“Wow… So not what I was expecting,” Monica snorts at the décor. Pink, pink, and more pink in every shade of pink is from floor to ceiling. Aaron, with his huge build and shaven head, looks comical in the room.

“This makes me want to have a tea party, not fuck everyone in the room,” Kris purrs.

“Is your room like this?” Monica asks me.

“Hell no, it’s gray and blue. Ezra
wouldn’t allow any pink in the whole apartment. Ava’s room is pale green.”

“Regina’s room is purple,” Kris snickers. “And Fate’s i
s pink.”

“And yours is a disaster area. We can’t t
ell what color it is.” Fate snidely says.

“Ladies,” Aaron grabs his crotch. “I do
n’t care who has what color. I’m horny as hell. Get on the bed Kayla,” he growls.

Kayla quickly looks at me and I realize we have been putting her in a hard spot. Does she listen to Aaron or me or Ezra or Co
rt? The poor girl is confused.

“Be
auty, we aren’t doing a scene, and we will get your master figured out,” I promise. Aaron looks at me in relief, silently pleading with me to tell Kayla she is his.

“Everyone but Kat has ten-seconds to get naked,” A
aron masters the lot of women. Such a wide variety of body types and Aaron loves every one of them. His eyes rove over their bodies, as do mine. Monica is too thin, but she has a nice ass. If she’d gain a few pounds she’d be curvy. Heidi and Kayla would be considered chubby by society’s standards, but they have gorgeous, bitable, pink flesh. Fate is pale perfection and Kris is a curvy, inked masterpiece. I’m suddenly glad that I’m not on display. Ava left a lasting impression on my body.

“Kayla
, lay on the edge of the bed… That’s a good girl,” Aaron praises. “Come here, Heidi. Lay on top of her… Yes, just like that.” His heavy hand presses the small of Heidi’s back. The girls are sandwiched together and the moment the pressure is put on Heidi’s back, they both moan. Heidi and Kayla kiss in a way that only lovers do. This isn’t the first time Aaron has sandwiched them together like this.

“Girls, m
ake sure those nubbins stay in contact while I fuck you,” Aaron groans. He fucks Kayla first while Heidi writhes above her. I gasp or maybe Kris does, when Aaron switches back and forth between them every few thrusts. He’s riding them both bareback, and I’m in awe.

Aaron’s
hard body beads with sweat as he flexes his hips. He fucks like a machine, muscles bunching and cording with every movement. His breathing is labored from his efforts. Both girls are moaning into each other’s mouths. This is not the Aaron I know. The look on Kris, Fate, and Monica’s faces mirror my own. It’s a mix of lust and shock. Aaron looks like a pornstar, only better- a sex rockstar.

“Monica, you’re going last because
you need to make love,” he moans and switches women again. “Kris, you’re next. I’m going to fuck you hard over the dresser. Fate, sweetie, you and I will go nice and slow. I know you don’t like it any other way,” he croons to Fate.

I slowly back out of the room. This Aaron scares
the shit out of me, and not in a way that is physical pain. This is the Aaron I danced with at Restraint- the Aaron that fucks like a sex-god. I walk across the hall in a daze. I had to leave or beg to get fucked. Horny and drunk is a lethal combination.

Cort looks up at me when I enter the apartment. He’s on the couch with his laptop on his thighs.
“What?” He no doubt is asking about my wild appearance. I run a hand through my hair to smooth it down.

“Aaron is insane. He is fucking five w
omen right now,” I say in awe.

“No way,” Cort grins
at me and shakes his head no.

“I shit you not. Aaron
is over there fucking like a boss. And it’s not the first time he’s had ménage. Heidi and Kayla are well acquainted with our baby boy, enough so that he barebacks it with them.”

“No way,” he mutters
in disbelief.

“Uh-huh,” I slur.

“This I have got to see. I’m gonna go have a look-see, Cort drawls out. “Stumble to bed. I’ll meet you there.” Cort’s eyes are glowing and he’s grinning like a Cheshire cat.

And stumble I do. I giggle every time I fall on my ass. I strip my clothes off and crawl into bed. I briefly wonder how much time has passed because maybe Cort is joining in the fun. I feel jealous over the thought. It’
s not that he’s having fun, but that I’m not invited.

“Holy shit, Kitten! Aaron
was pounding Kris over the dresser when I walked in- totally banging her. Jesus, that is not the Aaron I know,” he chuckles. “I’m proud. I wish Ezra could see it.”

“Oh, I’ve no doubt that Ezra
knows. He’s at a meeting with Queen and the mystery master right now, discussing my dinner date. I’m sure Queen told him what Aaron’s plans were,” I manage to sound exasperated even though I’m drunk as all hell.

“How do you
know this?” Cort ask in shock.

“Girl talk and drinks, all ya gotta do is ask Kris. She’s a font of info
rmation. Like how you get skullfucked by this mystery master and how you aren’t having sex because of me…”

“Kitten-” Cort tries
to explain, but I cut him off.

“Fuck me!”
I demand. I crawl up the bed and kneel before him and beg.

“What?” He laughs, but it’s a disbelieving sound.

“Fuck me. I’m drunk and horny, and you’ve been a very good boy,” I moan.

“
I’m sure this is the wine talking, and I don’t want to be a regret you have in the morning. It’s killing me to say this, but I’ve got to take a pass.”

“Ugh!
” I yelp in frustration as I flop to the bed. Cort crawls into bed behind me and gets comfortable. But I don’t take no for an answer. I scurry up his body and straddle his hips. The exquisiteness is hard and ready beneath me. I twist my hips to tell him what I want.

“You feel so good,” I moan,
luxuriating in the feel of his naked flesh gliding along mine. My body blooms for him, moisture flowing from my body, readying itself for a good hard fuck.