Tattoos (Zakhar, Lino and Damien)

"Stop," he murmured softly, finally standing from his seat and taking the few steps it took to reach the bed.

He laid a hand on Lino's shoulder, prompting him to stop.

"Si vuole che soffra un po 'di più," he suggested, kneeling at Damien's hip and gazing down at the bound Wolf.

He grinned and bowed to take a nipple in his mouth, laving his tongue over it before nipping it gently.

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You want him to suffer a little longer

As soon as he heard his Masters voice Lino stopped his motions, panting heavily on top of the bound man.

He looked up at Zakhar with glimmering blue gray eyes, nodding his head at the man's words.

He watched as Zakhar began to torment Damien himself, and he waited until he was told what to do next.

He kept his hand slowly working at his own arousal, his body quivering from feeling Damien still inside him, bucking his hips desperately.

With his free hand the boy leaned down and tried to press the lycan against the bed, to keep his hips still. The insides of his thighs twitched with his own need for release, but he would adhere to Zakhar's guidance above all else.

His eyes slid open as he heard the other man approach, drawing in a shuddering breath as he tried to rock his hips, cursing under his breath.

A loud moan escaped him at the caress and tug of tongue and teeth on his nipple, the pleasure intensified from his need for release. He let out a faint whine as he jerked his hips, trying to gain some friction, only to find the boy's hands on them stopped him from moving.

"Please..." he choked out again, head raising to gaze up at them both before falling back on the pillow with a loud oath.

Zakhar grinned.

"You want release?"

The Russian pulled away from the man, shifting to kneel behind Lino. He leaned forwards to press his lips against his Slave's shoulder as he thrust into Damien with a low groan.

"È possibile spostare di nuovo."

His hips began a slow pace as he nipped and kissed along his Slave's neck and shoulder.

The pup swallowed, his adams apple bobbing from beneath his collar. His body shivered and he tilted his head back as Zakhar kissed and nipped along his neck and shoulder.

Again he began thrusting himself over the bound lycan, releasing Damien's hips so he could buck and push against their motions as much as he wanted or needed to.

Working up the courage to do so, he reached back and took one of Zakhar's hands, moving it in front of himself and placing it over his arousal, wanting his master to at least touch him while he fucked this other man.

The man let out a whimper, eyes screwed shut tightly as he drew a deep breath, nodding.

"Please...I want..."

He cried out loudly, the noise almost a wailing scream as his senses were overloaded by entering and being entered simultaneously. His head fell back against the pillow, a shudder rippling down his body, arching as he came.

Zakhar's hand caressed Lino's stomach with a purr when the boy pulled his hand around.

He bit into Lino's shoulder, his free hand baring down on the boy's thigh as he began stroking an pumping him.

The Eldest Lycan continued to thrust his hips, even after Damien came. He was going to bring himself to his own release.

The pups eyes grew wide and he gasped out when he felt Damien's seed shoot up inside of his body.

Come si permette?

That was something only Zakhar did! Up until this point he had only ever been filled with Zakhar's seed, not anyone else!

"cazzo stronzo!" He grunted, an upset glare coming to his face.

He wasn't going to let Damien get off easy for that. With more vigor and speed then before, the boy roughly thrusted himself down on the man's arousal, up and down roughly.

He wanted to hear Damien scream.

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How dare he?

"Fucking asshole!"

The man cried out in pain, the noise mingling with dry sobs as the two continued to fuck him, long after he came, writhing on the bed-sheets. His eyes screwed shut tightly as they began to water, letting out an agonised scream, trying to twist away unsuccessfully.

"Please... stop..."

Zakhar's lips quirked upwards.

Finally someone else had the pleasure of hearing Lino's dirty mouth. he hadn't heard it himself in quite some time.

"Io ti amo quando ti giuro così," he purred softly into the pup's ear, lifting one hand to turn his head so he could kiss him, the other still working the boys arousal, thumb running over his slit.

His hips continued to move against Damien's.

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I love it when you swear like that

Lino couldn't help but let out a long moan as he felt his Masters breath whispering into his ear.

The pressure was building up quickly from all of the stimulation his body was receiving. He didn't want to give in yet, he didn't want to release. He wanted to keep forcing himself over Damien. But his control was faltering.

"P-posso ven-nire Signore?" He panted out, eyes sliding shut as his lashes fluttered. He never stopped his thrusting motions over the bound man's arousal.

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"C-can I c-come Sir?"

He let out a sob, tears starting to slip down his face from the pain, his body starting to jerk, shudder and writhe against his bonds.

"Fuck..."

His nails dug deeply into his palms, somehow the pain in his hands distracting him a little from the pain that Zakhar and Lino were inflicting on him.