Revolt (Legends and Love)
Revolt: Chapter 18

I’m pacing, as is Astro. I’m pissed and jealous as hell. We all know what’s happening up there and we hate it, but Astro, fuck, he looks both devastated and furious. We’ve had to stop him from storming up there more than once, but we’re so focused on him and our own anger that we didn’t even notice Dal slip away.

“Shit,” Raff hisses. “That’s bad news, really bad fucking news.”

Raff has been just as bad despite his words. He’s been ranting, checking the guy out, looking for anything to use on him, and he told us a hundred reasons in the last hour why we should check on them.

It all stems from jealousy.

She isn’t ours, but we all wish she were.

She can fuck whoever she wants, but it doesn’t mean we don’t hate it and wish it were us up there with her, tasting her sweetness and hearing her screams.

Disappointment fills me because I thought we had something, but maybe I was wrong. Maybe this is simply who Reign is. She never promised us anything, and she’s more than welcome to do this, but it hurts.

“Raff?” I question. If Dal is gone, then there is only one place he’ll be. He wouldn’t abandon his post, and he wouldn’t leave us without a word, so that means he went after her. Raff looks very worried, though, his face clouded, like he knows something he didn’t tell us.

“Cil, stay here in case someone comes down. Astro, you’re with me.” He stomps toward the stairs with Astro in tow. I shoot him a raised eyebrow, asking him if he knows what’s going on, and the only response I get is a shrug, so I guess not.

I watch them disappear and glance around. I hate waiting. I want to be there with them. I want to find out what’s happening.

More than that, I want to confront her.

I’m angry because whatever this is between us is fun and electric, and I’ve never felt anything like this before, yet she can easily toss us aside like we’re nothing and fuck someone else?

I thought I knew her, but maybe I was wrong.

The elevator dings as it opens, and I whirl to see Reign. All of my good intentions, my professionalism, and sense of duty goes out of the window with one look at her.

The others aren’t here to stop me, and her eyes widen as I march toward her. She tries to back away before tilting her chin up and holding her position. That’s my girl. Grabbing her arm, I haul her from the elevator, barely able to even look at her without exploding with jealousy.

Her hair is mussed, her lips are swollen and bruised, and her shirt is askew.

She looks like she’s just been fucked, and I hate it.

We are the only ones she should be looking at like that. It’s stupid, impulsive, and unprofessional, but I don’t care anymore. She came here tonight to either prove something to us or herself, and I plan to find out what.

I don’t care that she’s a rock star and earns more in a minute than I could in a lifetime. To us, she is just Reign, and right now, she’s pushed me too fucking far.

“Cillian,” she starts, but I ignore her and the looks thrown our way as I drag her down a corridor and into the first room. It’s a fancy-ass powder room, and I quickly lock the door behind me. I release her arm like she burnt me and pace to the stalls, quickly checking that they are empty and alone, but even then, I don’t turn back to her.

My control is hanging on by a thread. She might think I’m the nice one, that I’m funny and relaxed, but she’s about to find out that I’m anything but when it comes to her.

“Cillian,” she demands, her voice haughty.

I spin, knowing my hands are fisted, and her eyes widen as she backs into the door—not of our fear, but out of shock. I advance on her, unable to resist. Had she just stayed silent, I might have resisted these urges inside me, but no, she had to push like Reign does.

Well, she wants a reaction, so she’s going to get one.

Slamming my hand above her on the door, I watch her jump and ignore the tiny bit of guilt I feel. It soon dissipates anyway when her eyes narrow and she crosses her arms in front of her chest.

“Was he good?”

Her lips part as I lean down, getting right in her face. I watch her bright eyes drop to my lips, her tongue darting out to caress her plump bottom one. Rubbing my thumb along the path it took, I breathe in her exhale.

“Well, Miss Harrow? Was he a good fuck? Did he make you scream like we did? Or are you still wet and you want me to take care of it? That’s what we are here for, remember?” I sneer.

I don’t care if I’m being mean, not when her pretty eyes flash with fire, making me hard. My cock jerks at the fight as her hands slam into my chest, trying to move me, but I don’t budge an inch. I watch her breasts rise and fall rapidly, close to spilling from her shirt.

“Fuck off,” she hisses.

Laughing, I reach down and flick one of her hard nipples. “Really? Is that what you want? Because I’m thinking you want me to fuck you, princess.”

She tries to slide past me, and when that doesn’t work, she turns to open the door. I slam it shut again and turn the lock, grinding my cock into her tight, little ass while my other hand wraps around her hair.

I pull her back and turn her to the mirrors, caging her in against the counter so she has nowhere to look but at me as I tower above her. “Look at your hard, little nipples, practically begging to be sucked. He might have touched you and got inside your little cunt, but he left you wanting, didn’t he? Otherwise, you wouldn’t be here, rubbing against my dick like a good little slut, begging for me to make you come.”

I see the truth in her eyes. No one has ever spoken to her like this and she loves it. She fights against me before realizing it’s no use and switching tactics, rubbing her ass against my cock and making me groan. “Maybe I’m just greedy and want you as well as him.”

Jealousy stabs through me so my grip tightens, making her smirk as I pull her head back, digging my teeth into her neck in punishment. Her moan rattles around the tiled walls as my other hand slips around her and rips her top down. I bare her pert breasts, her nipples tight and begging for attention. Our eyes lock in the mirror in a battle of wills.

“Well, maybe I’ll get you all riled up and make you beg for my cock until you drip down your pretty thighs. I’ll make you walk out there in pain and unsatisfied with tears running down your face,” I snarl against her pulse as she groans, rolling her hips back to urge me on.

Fuck, she’s magnificent.

Even with his smell and taste on her, I want her more than I’ve ever wanted anything.

“I don’t think you will,” she purrs.

“No?” I retort, sliding my hand up to circle her throat and squeeze, watching her eyes dilate.

“No,” she whispers.

“Why not?” I ask.

“Because you want to fuck me too much,” she retorts honestly. “Look at you, practically growling like a beast simply because I went up there and rode his cock and you wish it were yours. You wish it were your cum dripping from me and that I had your handprints on my ass.”

Snarling, I shove her shorts and panties down, making her gasp as I kick open her thighs and bend her over. My eyes go to her round ass, and I smirk as I meet her eyes in the mirror once more. “No handprints. He obviously doesn’t know how to fuck you well enough or how to give you what you need, does he, Miss Harrow?” I slam my open hand down on her ass, and I watch it jiggle as she cries out. A red handprint appears on her cheek.

Possessiveness and satisfaction roars through me.

“I bet if I reached between those pretty thighs, you would be wetter than you ever were with him. I bet he had to work to even try to make you come, all the while I could wind you up like this and have you coming without even touching you, couldn’t I, Miss Harrow? You are desperate for me to touch you, taste you, and fill you with my cock.” I bring my hand down again, and her hands grip the edge of the sink. Tears form in her eyes, even as she pushes her ass back for more.

“Words, Miss Harrow. We know you are good with them, it’s your job after all, so sing me a song, pretty bird, and tell me exactly what you want or I’ll slap this pretty ass, mark it all up, come across it, and then leave you here like the dirty cum slut you are.”

“Fuck, what do you want? A sonnet begging you to fuck me?” she demands.

Chuckling, I rub my hand into the sting of the last slap, watching her pretty hips twist, searching for friction. “Maybe, but that wasn’t very nice, was it, Miss Harrow? Ask nicely. Say, ‘Cillian, please fuck me and make me come since that tiny-dick man I tried to use to forget you couldn’t. Pretty please, Cillian.’”

“Fuck off.” She pushes me away and tries to step around me, but I catch her and slam her back against the sinks, forcing myself between her thighs. She gasps as the cool porcelain hits her spanked ass.

“How did he taste, Reign?” I purr. “Did you kiss him and wish he were me? Every time his hands pulled you closer, every time you looked into his eyes, did you see us and wish it were us and not him you were fucking? Did you pretend it was us to get off? When you screamed, was it our names?”

She struggles in my grip, even as I reach down and cup her dripping pussy. “All this fight, all this fire, and you are putty in my hands, dripping for me.” Sliding my fingers through her messy pussy, I slam them inside her cunt, watching her eyes roll back and her chest thrust out. I drop my lips to her breasts and attack her nipples. A whine leaves her throat, and she grips my hair to tug me closer, her cunt tightening around my fingers. I pop her nipple from my mouth and lean back, lifting my hand. I eye her cream on my fingers then meet her eyes.

“I don’t see his cum, Miss Harrow,” I snarl. “Did you make him wrap it? Well, I’m telling you here and now, I won’t. I want deep inside that pretty cunt bare, and I want my cum so deeply inside you that it drips from you for days. Every time you try to look at someone else, you’ll remember it. You’ll remember what I’ll do to you if you try to let them touch my pussy.”

Something flashes in her eyes for a moment before she leans forward and captures my fingers, sucking them clean.

“Naughty fucking girl.” My cock jerks at the sight, and when she tries to lean back, I thrust my thumb into her mouth, watching her suck it greedily. “Shit, those pretty lips are going to look so good around my cock, aren’t they, Miss Harrow? Maybe I’ll make you drop to your knees and apologize to my cock right now. You can suck it really good until they all know what we’re doing in here and that the rock star loves to suck me off and drink my cum. They will know their perfect fucking princess is on her knees in a dirty bathroom, desperate to be fucked.” I thrust my thumb in and out of her mouth, watching her eyes flare with need at the picture I’m painting.

Pulling free, I slap her pussy and pull her off the sink. She stumbles, and I push her down with my hand in her hair. “If you won’t use your words, then fine. You can use your mouth for something else. Suck my cock, Miss Harrow, and make it nice and wet, and if you’re a good girl, I’ll fuck your tight cunt and give you what you want but couldn’t find with another man.”

She resists as I reach down and unbuckle my belt, moving my gun around and unzipping my trousers to free my cock. I stroke it as she watches, licking her lips as she struggles in my grip as if trying to get away when we both know she’s dripping onto the tiled floor.

Painting her lips with my precum, I watch her moan and lean closer, her eyes rolling up to mine as she gives in. “Good girl, suck me deep. Suck me really good and show me how badly you want us.”

Her tongue darts out, tracing the head of my cock. I don’t hold back my moan, showing her my appreciation. I show her how much I want her since this goes both ways. Pleasure surges through my veins, demanding I thrust forward and bury myself in her mouth, but I know she needs to choose this or I’ll walk away. I won’t force her. I want her so badly, I can barely breathe, but I won’t be another person who uses her. She’s either with us or she’s not, and I will go back to maintaining a respectful distance, even if it will give me blue balls.

From one breath to the next, she sucks the head of my cock into her hot, little mouth, swallowing me down. I thrust forward, sliding down her throat, and she opens her mouth wider. Her eyes water, but she takes me all the way back.

I almost unload then and there from the sight, but I grit my teeth and force back my release, pulling from her mouth before sliding back in. The sight of Reign Harrow on her knees for me with my cock in her mouth is almost enough to undo me.

She takes this urgency between us, this need that neither of us saw coming but can’t resist, out on me. I know that’s why she did it. She was tied down and she ran away to escape it, and now she’s back for a fresh start and then we appeared and there’s this pull between us. She’s trying to resist it and fuck away the need, but too fucking bad because if I have to feel it, then so does she.

She can’t run from this.

“Fuck, look at you, princess,” I growl. “So fucking good. Your hot, little mouth is perfect, just like I knew it would be. You look fucking beautiful on your knees for me. Seeing my big cock in your mouth . . . Shit, Reign, just like that. Suck me hard, baby, please.”

She wraps one hand around my cock and tightens her grip, punishing me. I let her. I give her everything. I let her taste this insane need I have for her.

Just when I’m about to come, I yank her off me. I want to unload in her mouth so badly, but I won’t, not this time. She took that step and admitted without words that she needs me, and she gets a reward for that. If our girl wants to come, then that’s what she’ll get.

Spinning her once more, I bend her over the sink, slamming my hand onto her ass cheek as she moans. “Cillian, please,” she whimpers, her eyes defeated as they meet mine in the mirror.

The door opens, and Astro stands there. He takes one look at us and shuts the door, leaning against it. “Don’t let me stop you.” He smirks at Reign.

I tilt my head in question, and he nods to let me know Dal and Raff are fine. I focus on Reign, who’s rubbing her wet pussy all over my cock.

Astro needs his own revenge for what she did, so I wrap my hand around her throat and drag her up for him to see.

“Was he good, Reign?” he demands cruelly before he looks her over, seeing my marks but probably thinking they are the other man’s.

Astro’s expression drops, and he almost appears heartbroken. She glances away, unable to help it. I can see her thoughts, though, as she reminds herself that she doesn’t owe us anything, least of all an explanation, and she doesn’t, but I want her to know the consequences. She played with us, and now she has to deal with that.

“I didn’t fuck him,” she finally says, and I freeze.

“What?” I ask, pulling back.

She grinds her teeth, glancing between us. “I didn’t fuck him. I couldn’t.”

I hear the truth in her words.

All this time, I’ve been punishing her because of my own jealousy and she said nothing. She didn’t fuck him. She couldn’t. She wanted to but, just like us, we’re the only ones who can take this edge off. No one else. I haven’t even thought of another woman since I saw her. It’s pointless. There is only Reign.

“You said nothing,” I snap.

“I don’t owe you anything. This is my body,” she retorts.

It’s true, but I also think she likes our game, likes me punishing her, but that’s an issue for another day.

“Fuck, Reign.” I crowd her even as I see Astro’s eyes ignite with need. “And I’ve been edging you. I’m sorry. Let me take care of you, princess. I’ll give you what you need. I’ll take care of you.”

Dropping to my knees in apology, I lift her onto the sink and force myself between her thighs. I look up at her to see her glancing at Astro hesitantly. Gripping her thighs, I slide them wider apart, groaning at the sight of her dripping pink pussy. She’s so fucking needy. I love how she reacts to us.

“Kiss her, As. She wants your lips. Don’t you, princess? You want him touching you while you ride my face.” She glances down at me, licking her lips. “You want him to replace the taste of that rock fucker up there. When you walk out of here, you want them to know who’s been fucking you. You want them to see just how well your guards take care of you.”

“Do you, beautiful? Do you want me to kiss you, to touch you while he licks your pretty pussy?” Astro murmurs.

“If you fucking don’t, I’ll find someone who will,” she snaps, done with our games.

Chuckling, I swipe my tongue across her pussy, making her groan. Her perfect thighs tighten around my head and it’s the best fucking pressure. This should be my full-time job, on my knees licking my girl’s cunt. She tastes like fucking strawberries and it drives me crazy.

Her moan cuts off, and I glance up to see Astro gripping her chin and pulling her to him. Their lips meet and my cock jerks at the sight. I love watching her come apart for us. This big, important rock star is falling into our arms and trusting us to take care of her. In reward, I circle her clit, feeling her legs jerk as cream gushes from her tight, little hole.

Humming, I wrap my lips around her clit and suck. I hear her scream into Astro’s mouth as I thrust two fingers inside her, curling them to rub along those nerves that have her writhing against us. I don’t relent, not until she comes around me. Her cunt tightens on my fingers as she cries out. Her thighs shake around my head, and I lick her clit as I thrust my fingers in and out, looking up to see Astro twisting her nipples as he dominates her mouth.

Lipstick covers his face and her clothes are gone.

The door rattles, so I lift my head. “Busy, come back later.” I wink when Reign groans.

“Don’t stop,” she begs. “Please, I need you.” No doubt whoever is beyond that door can hear her, but I don’t care.

“I don’t plan on stopping, princess. Now, come for me again, cover my face with it. Let them all see how well we fuck you.” Dipping my head down, I return to torturing her clit as Astro takes her mouth and nipples. She shatters once more for us with a scream, her thighs clamping on my head until she slumps.

Sitting back, I lick my lips clean, loving her taste. I squeeze my cock to stop myself from coming and press to my feet. I nod at Astro and lift her shaking body, then I watch her eyes flutter. He sits back on the counter, and I place her on his lap.

Astro’s hand comes around to cover her lips. “Shh, beautiful, we can’t have anyone breaking down the door, thinking we’re hurting you, because I promise we won’t stop even then. They will get a good look at your guards fucking you while you beg for it.”

Smirking, I move between her thighs, pressing her back as her eyes flutter shut. “Nope, eyes on me, Miss Harrow.” She snarls at that, her eyes snapping open. “Good girl. You’ll see exactly who is fucking you. You’ll know exactly whose cock you are drenching and coming around. Do you understand me?”

She nods angrily.

“Good girl. Good girls get rewards,” I promise. “But remember what I said, Reign? Bare. So open that pretty pussy and take my big dick.”

I hear a scuffle outside but I ignore it. Nothing could make me stop now.

Not even Raff or Dal.

Astro spreads her thighs wider for me as she leans back into him. “Then fuck me already.” Turning, she captures Astro’s lips, biting them as he groans. “And then you fuck me. I want you both. I want to be unable to walk out of here. I want you to have to carry me, your cum dripping from me. That’s an order.”

“You heard our boss.” He smirks. “You first, Cil. Fill her good and hard. Make her wet and wide for me.” He nips her ear. “He’s big, but I’m fucking massive, baby, and you’re going to take every hard inch. You’re going to feel everything you do to me and you’re going to love it.”

Smirking as she groans, I drag my cock along her pussy. “He’s not wrong, pretty girl, and next time, you’re going to take both of us. I want to see you completely filled, every fucking hole.”

They both groan as I press into her pussy, feeling her try to take me. “We are your bodyguards. It’s our job to guard your body, beautiful, and to do that, we have to know every inch of it. Next time, I want you naked under the sun like the first time I saw you.”

“Only if I get to see every inch of you too,” she replies, rolling her hips to take every inch inside her, both of us moaning. “I want to ride you while they watch and see your red hair glistening in the sun.”

Fuck.

I slam inside her, unable to resist. Astro covers her mouth as she screams, and my head falls back in ecstasy, unable to stand it. She’s so fucking wet and hot, wrapped around my cock. One fucking thrust and I’m undone, nearly coming. I’ve never felt a more perfect body, especially one so meant for me. We fit together like a jigsaw puzzle, and I plan to use that to my advantage.

If Reign Harrow wants to see me, then she’ll fucking see me.

Ripping open my shirt, I take her hand and slide it down my chest. She watches lines of red appear as she drags her nails along my skin. “Shit, you look so good with my nail marks,” she purrs, clenching around me.

I’ve never felt more attractive than I do with Reign right now. She’s one of the most beautiful people in the world and is constantly surrounded by beauty and perfection, but she looks at me like I’m the most perfect being she’s ever seen. I pull out and slam back into her, watching her push back onto Astro who groans.

Her nails dig into my abs, leaving their mark, so I lean closer. “Mark me, pretty girl. Mark me all up so that when I’m not at your back, protecting you, I’ll know your mark’s on me, only me, only us.”

Groaning, she digs her nails in harder, making me moan as I slam into her. Astro holds her tight for my assault.

“Cil,” she mumbles around his hand, lifting her hips to take me.

“Shit, she feels so good,” I say. “I’m not going to last.”

“Look what you do to him,” Astro murmurs in her ear.

I watch her eyes close in bliss as I tilt her hips higher and ram into her, making sure to hit that spot that makes her cry out.

“He’s feral for you, Reign. You might have everyone on their knees, worshiping the ground you walk on, but not like us. No one would fuck you like we will and give you exactly what you need. That’s what you need, isn’t it, dirty girl? To be fucked hard, fast, dirty, and possessive. You want someone who’s obsessed with you. Well, you got it, Reign. Now be a good girl and come for him. Make him fill you so I can get in this tight, little pussy before I say it fuck it and take your ass.”

She groans. “Oh, she likes that,” I say. “She’s fucking clamped around me. You want him in your ass, pretty girl?”

Her channel squeezes me so tight, I can’t hold back any longer. A roar leaves my throat as I slam into her so deep, she cries out. I come, filling her to the brim as she cries out, her eyes rolling back in her own pleasure.

“Fuck, Reign,” I rasp when I can speak. My cock still jerks inside her tight, wet, fluttering cunt as I lean into her. “Such a good girl. Such a good fucking girl, coming for me like that and taking my cock and cum. Open your eyes.”

When she does as I command, I pull from her even though I want to stay buried there forever. Her eyes drop to my glistening cock and the cum running out of her.

Grinning widely, I slide my fingers through the mess and lift them to her. “How do we taste, baby?”

She sucks on my fingers and shudders against Astro. “So good,” she mumbles around them. The sight makes my softening cock harden once more. Shoving my other hand into her cunt, I force my cum back into her, not wanting to waste a drop. I want it so deep inside her, she can never get me out.

Only then do I pull my hands away from her. I smirk at As, knowing he’s at the edge of his patience, trying to wait his turn and failing.

He slides her from his lap and nods at me. “My turn,” he says. “Let’s see how much cum you can hold.”

Leaning back, I watch as Astro turns her. She faces him in the mirror, looking so fucking sexy I start to get hard again. He kicks her legs apart and grips her pussy. “Shit, he made you nice and wet for me, baby. Hang on because I need you too much to play with this pretty pussy this time.” His hands grip the sink, and with his eyes locked on hers, he slams into her.

His palm covers her mouth once more, catching her scream as he fucks her. Both of them moan, her fingers gripping the sink so hard, her knuckles turn white. I turn her head and kiss her, swallowing her moans as he hammers into her. It’s sloppy but fucking perfect, and when she screams into my lips, I swallow her sound of pleasure, kissing her through her release.

Astro powers into her, his face contorted in bliss and agony. I know the feeling. Nothing feels as good as Reign, and you never want it to end. Dropping my mouth to her pretty, flushed tits, I suck her nipples as she pushes back to take him. The slap of their skin is so loud, anyone outside could hear.

“Shit, I can’t,” he growls. “I can’t hold back. Watching you fuck him and now being inside you? It’s too much, Reign. I need to come.”

“Then come,” she commands breathlessly, rolling her hips to take him deeper as her hand anchors in my hair, shoving her breast deeper into my mouth. “Let me see you come. Please.”

How could anyone deny her?

Astro can’t. He slams into her with a yell, his hips jerking. His face is locked in a haze of pleasure, and she watches him the entire time, even as she shatters once more. Her eyes stay fastened on him until they both slump, her body covered in our sweat and cum.

I want to give them time to recover, but we don’t have it as someone knocks on the door.

Holding her between us, I grin as I push her hair back.

“Shit,” Astro mutters, making me laugh as he pulls from her body and she whimpers. Turning on the faucet, I wash her face and brush her hair to tame it. After I fix her clothes, I wash my own face. I might want to wear her lipstick marks, but I know I’m not allowed to.

It’s her life. I won’t upset her or use her for anything.

Once we are as acceptable as we’re going to get, I lean in and kiss her softly. “Let’s take you home, pretty girl.”

Astro smacks her ass, making her whimper. “You can tell Raff you seduced us.”

“Me?” she scoffs. “I’m innocent.”

“Not a fucking chance.” I laugh as I head to the door. “You don’t even know what the word innocent means, Reign Harrow.”

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