Page 45 of Devil May Lie
“I emptied the clip,” he reassured him. “Don’t worry. It’s perfectly safe. Besides, you can’t tell me it doesn’t feel good right now.” Madden pulled it free and then drove it back in, eyes locked on the spot where Berga’s body took the metal like an offering. “You should see how hot you look getting fucked by my weapon, baby. Your hole’s already beet red. I wonder how puffy it’ll look once you’re being railed by my cock.”
“Madden,” Berga growled, “Stop this immediately.”
“I’m just getting started.”
“This—”
“I don’t like being ignored, and you’ve got days of missed calls and unreplied text messages to make up for,” he stated. “You owe me. You’re going to pay me back with this plump ass of yours. It’s not a negotiation, Butcher. Why do you think I wisely tied you up first? You need to learn who you belong to.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.” Berga scowled. “We settled all scores already. Let me go, or the next pill I feed you will make you wish you only had worms protruding from your eyeballs.”
That was admittedly disgusting, but Madden found himself undeterred nonetheless.
Madden picked up the pace, ramming the gun in and out of Berga fast enough he was a writhing, moaning mess unable to string a full sentence together in less than a minute. “You’re so good at taking it,” he taunted, “I can’t fathom how you wasted so much time giving it when you could have been the receiver.”
“Shut,” Berga tried to blindly undo the ties at his wrist, “up!”
He wrapped his hand around Berga’s dick and began stroking him in time with the motions of the gun. Despite the man’s protests, he was dripping for him, precome making the glide of his palm easy as he pumped him.
“Condom!”
“Didn’t use them,” Madden said, anticipating it would irk him. This was only part one of the plan. Ease him into things, so to speak.
Madden wasn’t a complete monster.
“I have condoms!” Berga’s head flung back against the pillow when Madden buried the gun in as deep as it could go and wrung his dick in his closed fist all at once.
“True, I did see those.” Didn’t mean he was going to use them though. “Does this make you uncomfortable, baby? You’re the one who got into bed with a Devil. Really, you only have yourself to blame. You know what we’re like—you are one. Shouldn’t have taken the risk.”
“I didn’t have a choice!”
His eyes narrowed and left the gun inside of him and reached to cup his balls. Berga tried to close his legs, but Madden was having none of that, sure to keep them forced open by sliding in until his cock bumped against the handle of the weapon.
They both moaned at the contact.
“Come for me,” he ordered, flicking his hips to continue to tap against the gun, working them both higher.
“No,” Berga stubbornly clipped out, but they both knew he was close.
Madden jerked him faster. “Come for me, and I’ll plug you up with what you really want.”
“I don’t want it!”
“I saw you staring at my cock in the bathroom.” That was a lie. Berga had snuck a peek or two, sure, but he hadn’t outright stared at all. There hadn’t been anything sexual about that moment between them, so Madden wasn’t actually mad about it. Still, didn’t mean he couldn’t use it to rile the other guy up.
Berga opened his mouth to argue but immediately snapped it shut again.
Madden laughed. “You’re so close, baby. Be a good boy and blow a load for me, yeah? I want to see you all pretty and glistening. I’m sure you can’t tell with the blindfold, but I made sure to turn all of the lights on before getting started.
His jaw clenched as he fought against his own body, then managed to growl, “Condom.”
He draped himself over Berga, mouth hovering over his nipple. “No.”
The second his tongue flicked over that bud, Berga lost the battle between them.
Madden shot up, angling Berga’s dick at the same time so when he came the thick ropes splattered all across Berga’s chest. Some even hit him underneath the chin, the gooey string sticking and plopping onto the center of his throat.
Berga made a sound, a mixture of passion and agony as he twitched in Madden’s hold. The orgasm didn’t last long, but it’d done what it was supposed to.