Veils of Rivalry Chapter 25

Blaise's POV

Sharing a bed with Cole and our girlfriends isn’t how I imagined this trip. Needless to say, I can’t sleep.

Not when my cock is hard, and Cole looks so damn irresistible asleep on his front with his bare back on full display.

Mia was pressed up against me earlier with her thigh over mine and her cheek on my chest. I was too hot and restless to sleep.

Instead, I found myself hovering by Cole’s bedside. I’m hard. Frustrated. His dark hair obscures his eyes, so I reach out to stroke it away. Why does my heart thud harder when I feel his warmth?

I linger on his skin, tracing my finger on the scar on his hip, glancing at the girls, who’re fast asleep, snuggled up together. They’d make a perfect couple if they didn’t like cock so much. I can’t blame them. Cole’s dick is all I can think about these days.

I lift my eyes to the girls one final time, wetting my lips in anticipation of what I’m about to do. When I’m reassured that they won’t wake up after I spiked their drinks with Rachel’s sleeping pills, I straddle him naked on the bed. He startles awake, and I loop my belt around his neck while he tugs on the restraints that I used to secure his wrists to the bed frame. What can I say? I came prepared. Did he think I would make this easy on him?

His words are muffled behind the duct tape on his mouth, and he tries to look at me over his shoulder. I pull the belt tight, then lean down to whisper in his ear, “You want a fucking villain, Cole?”

He stiffens, throwing a panicked glance at the girls.

“Villains don’t ask nicely,” I whisper, circling the belt around my hand. “They take. Is that what you want? A bad guy who steals your choice?”

His back breaks out in a cold sweat, and I smile against the shell of his ear before tracing it with my tongue. I bite down, making him grunt from the sharp sting. “Do you know what I think, brother?” Shifting, I settle on top of him. “Beneath your bad attitude, you’re a slut.”

When I yank down his boxers to expose his firm ass, his struggle renews, and he pulls on the restraints as he tries to wriggle out from beneath me, but soon stops when I pull on the belt.

“Shhhh. You don’t want to wake our girlfriends.”

My big cock nestles between his ass cheeks, and his harsh breaths rattle his chest. I pull his short hair with my free hand, forcing a groan from his throat, then rock forward, sliding my dick through his ass crack.

“Fuck,” I grunt, looking between our bodies. It’s dark in the room, and I can only just make out the outline of my weeping dick.

“I guess you’re weak, after all.” I chuckle, shoving his head into the mattress. “Fight me all you want. You’re taking my dick tonight whether you want it or not.” Swirling my tongue through the sweat on his nape, I breathe against his ear, “But we both know you do. Your ass feels empty, doesn’t it? Want me to fill you up and fuck you until you can’t walk tomorrow?” I hum, grinding against his ass. “I like thinking of you waking up next to your girlfriend, with your brother’s cum leaking from your ass. Does she rim you, Cole? Do you let that pretty girlfriend of yours lick your ass?”

He yanks on the restraints, breathing harshly through his nose.

If I hadn’t tied him up, he’d shove me off and ram his fist into my face. Punch me bloodied. Why does that thought turn me on? I like him naked and defenseless.

I bet his dick throbs as much as mine.

“You love it, don’t you?” My breaths tremble against the curve of his neck, and I suck his earlobe between my teeth. “You love that you have no choice but to take it.” I shudder, grinding harder against him. “I want to fuck your ass, Cole. I bet you’re tight.”

Jesus Christ… I’m so screwed.

I chuckle breathily against his ear, but it’s not to taunt him. No, he has all the power without even realizing it. I’m powerless against him when he shivers beneath me—tied up, naked, and trembling.

“Why do you drive me so fucking insane?” I’m struggling to keep my wits about me when he feels this good. He throws his head back, and I barely dodge in time.

“Fuck,” I laugh and dig my fingers into his sweaty neck. “Nearly broke my nose. Naughty boy.” Pistoning against his ass, I pound him into the mattress.

My hair falls over my brow as I watch my dick slide through his ass cheeks. Fuck me. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve seen.

I sink my teeth into my lip, circling my hips. I’ve never been this aroused. Not even with Mia.

Sliding my fingers through the damp hair at his neck, I press his face into the mattress. “I’m in control, Cole. You can build your walls as high as you want. I’ll demolish them every time. Don’t you think I can feel you humping the mattress?”

Braced on my elbow, I squeeze his hip, grinding harder against his ass. “One day, I’m going to fuck you. Remember that tomorrow when Allie asks you if you love her.”

I glance down in time to see cum squirt from my dick, and I collapse forward, panting against his neck. Cole’s out of breath, too, and his sweaty back is slick against my chest. I kiss his neck and shoulder before pushing up and climbing off the bed.

Cole turns his head away from me while I free his wrists, and I hesitate, struck with a pang of regret. What if I hurt him? What if I took it too far? But then again, so what? He asked for a villain, and I’ll be whatever he needs. Even if I turn into the bad guy.

When he’s free, he turns his body away from me, too.

“Don’t ask for a villain, Cole, if you don’t want to get hurt.” I stroke my fingers through his hair, and he flinches. “Do you feel safe now? Protected behind your walls. You didn’t get to come. I bet your dick is throbbing, huh?” Fisting his hair, I pull hard, and he shoots up from the bed and fights me off, causing me to stumble back several steps.

I’m relieved, to be honest, to see the fire back in his eyes. The way his nostrils flare as he rises to his feet, ripping off the duct tape.

“You like this, don’t you?” I taunt. “It feels good to hurt, right? This is what you want. To be treated like shit.”

Cole comes for me, and we crash into the wall, knocking down a painting.

“What did you do to the girls? Why the fuck are they still asleep?”

“I told you,” I whisper, “I’m not a good guy. Do you think I’ll let our girlfriends stand in the way of me hurting you? Owning you? I did what I had to do.” I fist his dick, stroking the firm length from root to tip and smiling. “So fucking needy, huh?”

He grunts. “I fucking hate you.”

“Good.” His dick pulses in my hand. “You can hate me while you come all over my fingers.”

“Fuck you,” he growls, thrusting against my palm, his choppy breaths fanning my mouth. “Fuck you to hell and back.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? My dick in your ass.”

“Shut up.”

I grin, nipping his jaw when he pulls away to look down at his cock in my hand. “You’re leaking all over my fingers. Such a filthy boy, hmm?”

Grabbing my chin, he shoves my head against the wall, and I laugh harder.

“Just admit that you love this.”

“Stop talking.” He shudders before crashing against me as cum erupts from his dick.

Seconds pass. Cole stays pressed against my chest, his face buried in my neck. Neither of us moves.

“Your heart is pounding,” I whisper against his shoulder, feeling the organ thrash behind his ribs.

He shudders, inhaling a ragged breath.

This is us.

This is our push and pull.

Our battlefield.

“If you ever touch me again,” he breathes against my skin, “I’ll kill you. I won’t hesitate to end you.”

Trailing my fingers through the sweat and cum on his back, I hum while his muscles shift and ripple. “That sounds like a promise.”

His husky voice drifts over my ear. “Stay away from me, Blaise.”

“That’s right, I almost forgot,” I say, feeling his shoulder blades move beneath my fingers. “I forget that you want me to hurt you. You’re not scared of me shoving you away or punching you in the face.”

His pulse thunders in his throat as I trail my lips over the curve of his neck, and I dart my tongue out to tease his earlobe, whispering, “You’re scared of what would happen if I hugged you now. If I held you close and told you how fucking perfect you are. You’d sooner cut yourself open on your own blade than let someone hold you after they’re done fucking you.” Though it pains me to do it, I press my palms to his chest and shove him away.

He stumbles back, and I walk past him. “Don’t worry, Cole. I could never fall for you. You’re safe.”

Lies.

Fucking lies.