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He’s really going to…I scream around Asher’s length as Drystan slams into of me. The pain has me clenching tightly around him, making him groan.
“So fucking tight,” he groans. His hands latch on to my sides harshly as he drags me down, my body stretching between the two vampiric gods. He fucks me hard and fast. His cock drags along the part of me that sends tingles of pleasure up my spine. Asher growls when I moan around his cock, his hazel eyes locked on mine as he too sets a relentless pace.
He pulls his cock from my mouth, eyeing his brothers, who all nod as if they’ve just had some telepathic conversation. In the blink of an eye, Drystan has me straddling him, his cock slamming back inside me, ripping another scream from me.
Except this time, it’s his name screamed in peaked pleasure.
“That’s right, little lamb,” he growls. “Scream my name like the little whore you are.” My pussy clenches around his cock.
He raises a brow. “Interesting,” he murmurs with a smirk. “A praise kink and a degradation kink. That’s new.” If I wasn’t submerged in ecstasy, I’d tell him where to shove his kinks, but I can’t, because I’m lost to them.
Weylen settles to one side, stroking his dick. Holy shit, where’s he going to fit that thing? He must see the apprehension on my face, because he gives me a smug smile before saying, “Don’t worry, babe. You aren’t ready for this in any hole but your mouth. Trust me.”
Is that thing going to fit in my mouth? It sure as hell doesn’t seem like it will.
I take his enormous dick in my hand, reveling at the silky softness as I slide from the tip to the base and back. Weylen leans his head back and curses.
“Just like that, baby,” he groans. “Your hand feels so fucking good.”
Biting my lower lip and peeking at him through my lashes, I grip him stronger and speed up my movement, my thumb wiping over his tip, spreading his precum with each round. Pleasure is building inside me as Drystan continues to fuck me from below. I’m barely aware that Asher has settled in behind me until I feel him bending me over farther. Weylen adjusts his stance, taking advantage of my sudden surprise and shoving his cock in my mouth. He isn’t as rough as Asher was, but his girth makes my cheeks puff slightly and my breathing stutter for a moment.
“That’s it,” Drystan murmurs below me. “Take it all, little lamb. You should see how gorgeous you are with his cock in your mouth.”
Something cold hits my ass, and I whimper around Weylen, his dick jumping at the vibration. “Jesus, do that again.” He doesn’t have to tell me again, because at that moment, Asher uses one of his fingers to breach my back hole, and a sudden fullness takes over. I can’t help but whimper around his cock, and the more Asher plays with my ass, the louder it becomes.
“Brace yourself, my temptress,” Asher whispers seductively in my ear. Instinct makes my body tense. I clench every muscle. “Don’t tighten up, Thalia. It will only make it more uncomfortable.”
Easy for him to say. He isn’t the one about to take a dick up his ass. Drystan’s hand comes between us, his thumb pressing down on that little button of nerves.
Wait… I reach behind me to stop Asher, but he shakes my hand off and smacks my ass. Jesus, that shouldn’t feel so good. He presses the top of his cock against the tight ring of muscle. I clench my eyes shut and focus on the feeling of pleasure coursing through me. Weylen’s dick sliding in and out of my wet mouth while Drystan lazily moves his hips, his dick throbbing inside my pussy. But he’s waiting for Asher to take the last of my virginity. I have no real way to tell them no. To stop what’s about to happen, but even if I could, I don’t want to.
I want this. All of it. Every last depraved bit. I might regret it later, when I’m alone in the coldness of my bed, but I can’t bring myself to regret it right now or to try and put a stop to it.
Asher pulls my ass cheeks apart and presses harder against me. The round head of his cock intrudes, breaking through the tight ring of muscle.
It burns, and I groan around Weylen’s length.
“Deep breath through your nose, baby,” Weylen advises me. Asher thrusts farther, the pain increasing despite Drystan’s thumb on my pleasure center. Still, I do what I’m told and take in a deep breath through my nose, forcing my body to soften.
“Fuck, Thalia,” Asher moans behind me as his cock inches in farther. Tears cling to my lashes, dripping down my cheeks. “So fucking tight, good girl.”
“Such a fucking good girl, taking all three of us,” Drystan croons as Asher completely embeds himself in my ass. I can’t believe how full I feel, how hot and needy I am for these three men.
Now that he’s fully seated, all three of them begin to move. There’s no gentleness to their touches or their thrusts. Weylen tangles one hand in my hair as he savagely thrusts in and out of my mouth at a brutal pace. I can’t do anything more than take them all. Drystan and Asher thrust brutally in and out, setting a relentless pace that has both pleasure and pain blooming in my body. I’m inching farther toward that bliss I’ve been promised, one step at a time.
When the bubble finally bursts, I don’t hold back, screaming my release around Weylen as my body shudders around them. They don’t slow or adjust. All three of them fuck me even harder, chasing their own releases. The three of them roar their release at the same time, their teeth all sinking into different parts of my body, sending me skyrocketing into a second and third orgasm. Weylen’s teeth latch on to my forearm, where he sucks greedily, his hazel eyes never leaving mine. Drystan surges up, his teeth digging into the flesh just above my heart, while Asher’s sink into my ass.
I’m not sure how long my orgasm lasts or how long they feed from me, but as the euphoria begins to fade and their mouths leave my skin, I feel Weylen pull from my mouth, and I slump forward onto Drystan’s chest, uncaring.
The room is silent except for the sound of our heavy breathing. I wince as Asher pulls from inside of me, clenching my asshole, not wanting his sperm to drip down my leg.
“Take your time,” Asher says as Drystan helps me climb off him. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” His hands ghost over my skin, checking the damage their bites have caused.
“No,” I assure him with a small smile. The ache isn’t bad, and the wounds from their bites don’t hurt; they simply tingle.
“Good.” He smiles back, but there’s a dark color wrapped around him as he looks at the marks that has me pulling away slightly. Bending down, I pick up my robe and wrap it around my body, fully prepared to see myself back to my room. Instead, Weylen’s massive arms wrap around me and pull me up until I’m resting against his chest, bridal style.
“Let’s get you all cleaned up, liten heks.”
