Forever Masked & Mine (High Stakes Syndicate #1.5)

Chapter 8 – Percy

PERCY

I watch as Mar leans down, licking Mack’s face, but she doesn’t stop there. She drags her tongue up the skull part of his face mask, too.

Fuck that was hot.

She pulls back from Mack, pats his cheek, and murmurs to him, “Don’t think you’re getting out of that helmet just because you made me squirt all over that pretty face of yours.”

I give her a slap on the ass, watching as it ripples from her hip to her back, then ask her, “Do you want to be fucked, Mama?”

She shakes it back and forth, and I watch practically in a trance. I give it a few extra shakes up and down with my hands and then glance at her as she finally turns around to answer me, “Duh. Let’s fuck over top of Ghost’s face.”

She’s biting her lip, obviously loving Mack being tied up and tortured without being able to touch either one of us. “As you wish,” I murmur as I scoot further up Mack’s body, but not before smacking the plug that’s nestled between his ass cheeks.

He gasps, moaning to me, “Dadddyyy. Please.”

Mar remarks, “You’re begging the wrong one, Ghost.” She pauses, but not long enough for him to beg her. “Seeing your boyfriend’s cock going in and out of this cunt will have you begging soon enough…”

I’ve forgotten that Vin and Blair are over in what we’ve referred to as the “cuck chair” multiple times during the live. I also forgot that we’re live-streaming… Mar has been too hot to take my eyes off of, and add in Mack being tied up, his glorious body on full display, I have more important things to focus on. She places his helmet back in place, strapping him up like he’s about to head out on the ice for a game. Plus being able to put on a show for Balir and Vin… it doesn’t get any better than this.

My cock is swaying heavily between my legs, and I lower myself just enough to drag it over Mack’s swollen and sensitive cock. He lets out a moan at the slight touch, and I hear Vin groan behind me; I smile under my mask and turn my head to ask him, “You like that don’t you? ”

Blair is spread out on his lap, leaning back on Vin, and he has his hand down the front of her swimsuit. Her head pops up off his shoulder, and she practically yells, “Fuck! What did I miss?!”

He presses his lips to her ear. “K?nig’s about to fuck your best friend over their other fiancé’s face, Terremoto, and Ghost isn’t allowed to touch.”

Blair answers the question I asked earlier, “I don’t know about him, but I’m loving what I’m seeing… actually, I take that back. He’s loving it too by the size of the erection that’s pressing between my ass cheeks.”

Vin growls into her neck. “Keep it up, and I’ll make you beg for this cock like I did the last time.”

Blair wastes no time snarking back, “Or I can just call Noah, and he can talk me through an orgasm, and I’ll make you watch.”

That gets Mar’s attention. She whips her head around so fast I’m sure she’s got minor whiplash. “Who?! What?! When?! Why do I not know about this? Noah as in Noah Noah?!”

“Later! Preferably not in front of the audience!” She waves her hand out to the cameras and the TV, narrowing her eyes at Mar.

“Fine! Now, K?nig, fuck me!” Mar’s back on her boss shit immediately. I’m sure the chat’s going wild right now from that little snippet from Blair and Vin.

I take my dick in my hand, running it up and down Mar’s soaking slit. A hiss escapes me as my tip barely breaches her opening. “Fuck, Mama, this tight cunt is begging me to wreck it.”

“Yeah, it is. Now wreck it, Papochka, ” she retorts back immediately.

In a punishing grip, I start to pound into her. We’re right above Mack’s face—well his helmet more so—and I can feel my balls on the cage. I question Mack, “How do you like the view down there, Baby Boy?”

“It’s the best thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on. I get to watch my wife’s—as of tomorrow—perfect pussy, swallow up my soon-to-be husband’s cock.”

I groan at Mack’s words, knowing he’s loving every second of all of this, but the thought of him watching us from his vantage point without being able to do anything has my release much closer to the edge than I’m ready for. I reach around to find Mar’s clit, so I can pull her over the edge with me. “Our slut can’t help out with your pleasure today… he’s a little tied up at the moment, and I need you coming before I do, Mama.”

She’s still holding onto the headboard fucking back onto me. My fingers are moving back and forth at a wicked pace over her swollen bundle of nerves. The motion of my hand is moving Mack’s helmet and head back and forth, and I think that sight is what ends up pushing Mar to come undone.. “Fuck, fuck, fucckkk, Papochka ! I’m coming!”

With a clenched jaw, pulling out to the tip, I grit out, “Where do you want it, Sovereign?” Fuck I can’t hold it any longer; I don’t give her a choice. “I’m filling this begging, breedable cunt, Mama.”

As she comes down from her orgasm, she looks back at me with raised brows, questioning, “Did I say to come in me?” I just give her a shake of my head, and I watch as an unhinged smile forms on her face. “Sit on the bed. You only get to watch now, and keep that mouth shut, or I will get my ball gag out.”

I watch as she hovers over Mack’s face. She starts talking to him, “Open your mouth, Ghost, and watch as our boyfriend’s cum drips into your mouth.” I hear Blair let a shameless moan out while I move over beside a still-tied-up Mack. Honestly, I’m getting an even better view of what’s happening. Mar barks a command at me, “Read some chats, K?nig.”

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Sovereign we’ve been good, K?nig hasn’t been though… Can you tie him up? Pretty please.

I drag out the begging tone when reading the last couple of words. A part of me really does want to be tied up while watching whatever the hell she has in store for Mack tonight.