Page 106 of Cactus Heart
“It’s a promise.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
Levi
I couldn’t see a damn thing.
It turned me on, though. Hearing Mateo and Avery go back and forth. Knowing what she was wearing. Feeling my body press into the mattress, my cock and balls still squeezed by the ring around them.
Every muscle in my body was relaxed. I trusted both of them so much that it almost scared me. The more we explored this part of our relationship, the more I learned new things about myself.
Relationship?
That word was haunting me at this point.
Two more weeks. Less than that now. The days were looming, flying by too fast, and I was holding on to every fucking moment.
“Relax,” Mateo murmured.
His mustache brushed against my skin as he planted a kiss on my shoulder. He was intuitive. I released a slow breath until the only tension I felt was from the anticipation of not knowing what Mateo planned to do to me next.
Mateo knelt behind me, his hands settling on my hips. I grunted as I heard the jingle of the leash chain and then felt thetug on my cock. It was like constantly being edged, on the verge of coming for him but not quite there.
Not quite yet.
Mateo’s lips skated down my back, his mustache soft against my skin. I whimpered as his hands massaged my ass cheeks. He sat back and I could feel him just looking at me.
“What are you doing to me?” I whispered.
“Whatever the fuck I want.” Mateo rubbed my right cheek in slow, teasing circles. “Should I ask our artist what she wants?”
All I could do was nod. He let out a soft chuckle.
“What do you want to see, Avery?” he asked.
“Now you’re asking me to make decisions? I can barely even think straight.”
Mateo laughed like he’d won something. “All right. I already know what I want to do, I just wanted to hear you confirm just how turned on you are.”
She mumbled something incomprehensible, and I didn’t have a moment to guess what it was before Mateo dragged something down my back.
It took a moment for me to realize what it was. The scent of leather gave it away.
A flogger.
“Stay still for me and relax.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Mateo steadied his palm on my lower back. I heard the flays against his skin before he brought it down. The impact thumped through me along the right side of my back and I groaned, enjoying the full body feel of it. There was something both hot, painful, and soothing about being flogged. It pleased something deep inside me that had no words and was just a feeling. One I loved.
He brought the flogger down again along the left side of my ass. I groaned, my muscles tensing slightly. He didn’t let merest, though. In a few swift movements, he flogged my right side, my left, my right—going back and forth over and over. I hissed between my teeth, my cock jerking in desire. Pain flared in my muscles, my skin tender.
It was the good kind of pain. The kind I craved more of. My body wasn’t asking me to slow down—it was begging for more.
“More,” I whimpered. “Please.”
His answer was in the next thudding strike. It was harder, the impact rocking through me, reverberating all the way to my bones. Between the flogger against my body, I heard Avery’s soft gasps and whimpers, every sound pushing me closer to coming.
