Cass could tell that this was more torture for the men being forced to watch then it was for Cass. It was a small benefit as he felt Edgar slide his fingers against Cass’ skin, against the clothing barely covering him and huffed.
"Cass, you’re already so damp. Were you that excited that I was going to touch you?" Edgar whispered, his lips pressing against Cass’ throat. Cass shivered.
"Stop teasing me." Cass ground out, trying to sound in control, but knew he was failing spectacularly. He felt how Edgar’s lips tugged up against his skin, knew that his strong front wasn’t fooling him at least.
When Cass slid his gaze towards Lucian, the full force of the barely contained dragon made Cass’ knees weak. The man wasn’t playing fair, and Cass should have known that he wouldn’t. Not when it came to getting his hands on Cass.
"Edgar, don’t tease me like this. Help me out of my pants." Cass murmured, his face burning. "You’ve gotten to taste them both while I’ve been slaving away in this damn office. It’s not fair." Cass wasn’t even aware of the fact that his bottom lip pouted out a little bit. Just enough.
Edgar’s lungs let out all of the air they were holding when Cass glanced back at him, all soft lips, big, red eyes and begging for the man to touch him. Edgar was not strong enough to resist.
"Can you still hold yourself up?" Edgar asked gruffly and Cass nodded.
"Yeah." Cass agreed and Edgar pressed another kiss against his throat. Cass was noticing that was a favourite spot of his, and as a vampire, it was pretty predictable. Sexy, but predictable. Edgar shifted, lowering himself down Cass’ body to give Cass something to lean on as he helped him out of his pants. He kept Cass’ shoes on but helped him step out of the borrowed pants. He didn’t have underwear since, well, that was a step too far.
You did not borrow underwear from others, especially women. That was just a level Cass was never going to cross. Even if he was sure the men would have loved the sight, Cass did not.
Edgar folded the pants up before placing them on the desk. He didn’t immediately rise to his feet, instead pressing soft, wet kisses against Cass’ bare thighs. Cass let out a small hiss, flinching at the touch.
"Edgar." Cass complained as they both heard Lucian strain against the leather ties.
"I’m just getting you all worked up. You need to be extra wet so that I can use that to stretch you. Come on, bend over the table. Give me space to work, Bunny." Edgar’s lips were warm against Cass’ delicate skin, and when Cass slid his gaze to Lucian, he felt a shiver run down his spine.
It was a thrill to see Lucian so on edge but still in control. Cass’ gaze narrowed, warning him that if he broke through those restraints he was in serious trouble. Lucian growled, a man barely controlled, and Cass didn’t care.
"Eddie, don’t you dare release Lucian or Gideon from their holds." Cass warned and Edgar let out a low, dark laugh.
"After how they’ve tormented me and neglected feeding you? I would never dare get on your bad side, not when you’re letting me touch you like this." Edgar purred. His fingers slid closer, towards the wet heat between Cass’ legs. Cass didn’t control the moan that left his lips when Edgar’s fingers moved with caution, but confidence as they slid against him. Cass bent, his elbows connecting with the edge of his desk. He didn’t want to make a mess of the papers there, his mind growing a little fuzzy as Edgar ran his fingers against the sensitive folds before sliding back. Up and up until he was rubbing against Cass’ anus.
Then he slid a finger in.
Cass’ mouth opened in a loud moan that had both tied up men shifting anxiously. Cass didn’t pay them any attention, focusing more on Edgar’s fingers sliding against him.
"You’re so tight, Cass." Edgar whispered. "Were you that hungry?" Right now Cass and Edgar were toying with the two men. They’d earned it, and Cass wasn’t against using his own damn body to make a point.
"Starved." Cass replied and Edgar cooed.
"Awe. Our poor, sweet Bunny. How could they do that to you? At this point we should just take turns fucking each other. Then we don’t need useless men who neglect feeding our hungry Cassy Baby." Cass’ cheeks warmed as Edgar’s fingers kept moving. Sliding, slipping, pressing. Cass’ body was warming from the inside out and he could feel how easily his body was making way for Edgar’s fingers. He was greedy and hungry, just like they were playing up.
"I’d break you twice over, my Prince." Cass groaned. "We need to keep them around for something." Cass murmured, turning to meet Edgar’s eyes. Edgar’s face was flushed, his lips so plump and pretty and Cass couldn’t help himself. He reached for him, pulling Edgar towards him and halting him in his mission to prepare him so that Cass could kiss him deeply.
Edgar’s face was extra flushed when he was let go, Cass’ tongue out still before he licked his lips.
"Tasty." Cass muttered out loud and Edgar’s face burned. His blue eyes were dilated, his breathing rough, and Cass thought he looked very pretty.
"You’re...really hungry Cass." Edgar whispered and Cass nodded.
"Starved." Cass admitted softly, meaning it, and Edgar softened.
"You’re ready for Lucy’s smaller dick. No one is ready for the beast. You should eat, Cass." Edgar told him seriously and Cass blinked. Edgar slid his gaze away from Cass, letting Cass stare at his face in profile while Edgar made a more serious expression towards Lucian. It appeared he was telling the man just how much he’d fucked up so that when Cass met his gaze again, the anger and frustration in Lucian’s gaze had faded slightly.
"Cassy Baby." Lucian purred. "Come on. I have enough to feed you." Lucian tried to sound alluring, but it was the smell of his cum that pulled Cass in. Cass licked his lips, his eyes sliding down the man’s body to the two angry and dripping cocks. Cass’ body was moving as soon as Edgar pulled his fingers out of Cass.
"Hold on a sec, Cass. Let me use your fluid to dampen Lucian." Edgar halted Cass for only a second, making Cass cry out as he slipped his fingers against Cass’ body again without as much care before he went to Lucian’s cock. Lucian let out a low growl as Edgar’s hand wrapped around his smaller cock and stroked, covering it in Cass’ man-made slick.
Cass shivered at the sight.
He placed both hands on Lucian’s shoulders, crawling onto his lap as Edgar backed up. The chair creaked as he came face to face with Lucian, but he didn’t care. Especially as his ass rubbed against both cocks.
"Eddie? Help?" Cass pleaded, knowing that he would try to slide both inside of himself right now. Edgar’s soft chuckle filled his ears as a gentle hand landed on his shoulder.
"Of course, Bunny. Let me help you find the better carrot." Cass didn’t appreciate the joke, not at first until he felt Edgar gently push him down until Cass’ ass was rubbing against Lucian’s cock. Cass’ lips parted on a gasp as Edgar carefully lowered him further until the tip of his cock pierced him.
Cass shivered, his eyes fluttering closed as he had to rapidly adjust his position so that he could take him deeper. The low groan from Lucian was music to his ears. That was exactly what he wanted to hear.
Fuck, Lucian felt like a damn pole going up his spine at this angle. Cass was so damn full, his stomach feeling like it was going to burst. If he’d felt like Lucian was going to come out of his throat before, he hadn’t known what this feeling was like yet. Thank fuck Edgar had helped him with the smaller dick.
Edgar’s lips peppered Cass’ throat, ears and cheeks. His hands on Cass’ shoulders squeezed tightly.
"What a good boy. You’ve taken him so well. Do you like that?" Edgar asked as Lucian watched Cass’ face, his own harsh from holding himself back. Cass nodded, squeezing Lucian tightly.
"I love it." Cass breathed, surprising all of them. Lucian let out a harsh sound, somewhere between a laugh and a choked sob while Edgar chuckled.
"Good. Do whatever feels good." Edgar told him, and surprisingly Cass didn’t need much encouragement. He began to move his hips, swiveling on Lucian’s cock. The thicker, bigger beast bumping against Cass’ ass. The gentle tap was a reminder that there was more to take, and Cass licked his lips.
Some day he’d take both. Not today, but he would. Cass’ eyes narrowed in pleasure. Cass’ hands on Lucian’s shoulders tightened while the restraints holding Lucian in place creaked. Lucian’s throat was tight, muscles popping in his jaw that Cass hadn’t noticed before because of his beard. The man was fighting for control, which only made Cass more bold.
Cass raised himself up, slow, feeling every inch slide out of him and hesitating at the top. Feeling just the tip of Lucian’s cock inside of him, pulsing, felt like heaven. When Cass slammed himself back down, Lucian let out a roar that almost had Cass’ heart leap out of his body.
"You’re going to drive me insane!" Lucian growled, his eyes bright orange, flickering between human and beast. Cass hadn’t seen him like this even when they’d first slept together. He hesitated, not sure if this was the right thing to do, but Edgar’s hands were encouraging. Dangerous.
Cass kept up the torment, riding Lucian slow and hard. The man was like a bucking bull, his body breaking out in sweat with how much he was controlling himself. The smell of his climax scented the air before Cass ever touched his own cock. It was made better when Edgar began sucking on the other head, promising Cass that he would get every last drop from Lucian to give to Cass.
When Lucian finally came, his eyes focused on Cass’ own face, Cass painted the other man’s clothes with his own cum. Cass’ eyes flickered closed feeling the hot heat fill him. He was a twitching mess, made even sweeter when Edgar came around, yanking Cass’ head back and kissing him, pouring Lucian’s cum into his mouth. It was intimate, delicious, and Cass swore he saw stars behind his eyes.
His heart was racing in his chest, his ass ached, and he wasn’t even done.
There was still one offender who needed to be taught his lesson.