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From the corner of my eye, I witness Cole popping the buttons of his jeans open and sliding his hand into his boxers. My mouth waters as his eyes close in pleasure at his touch, and I groan into Tia’s mouth in approval.
I smack my cock against her pussy, and a gasp escapes her. “Who does this pussy belong to?” I rub the tip of my swollen cock up and down her slit, relishing the clench of her thighs wrapped around me on each upstroke. “Who?” I ask again, watching her lips part as she struggles to answer.
“You. All of you.” She pants out, and I slide my cock inside her, delighting in her wetness enveloping me.
“Lucas, please...” She moans deep in her throat. Her head hits the wall each time I thrust back inside her harder, enjoying the way her pussy fights to keep me inside her.
She arches her back, shoving her tits against me, and when warmth drips down my chest, I realize what’s she’s begging me for.
Releasing my grip on one of her hips, I guide her heavy tit into my mouth, and my eyes roll back as her milk floods me, an aphrodisiac to my crazed need for her, my hips work faster, harder.
“Oh fuck,” Cole groans. “I’m going to come.”
I release her nipple and tilt my head toward him, my gaze locking onto his solid cock. “Don’t you fucking dare!” I spit out and he stops. His thumb and forefinger are covered in the blood from the table and my balls ache painfully at the action. He squeezes the tip of his cock, allowing his precum to drip over his fingers, and the sight nearly has me coming.
“Jesus,” Tia mumbles, and her pussy clenches around me as her mouth parts. She’s watching something from over my shoulder, and when I turn to see what has grabbed her attention, my balls draw up in ecstasy.
Jace stands over Viggo’s decimated torso, aggressively pumping his cock, and the anger and hatred bleed from him, like the sea of blood consuming the room.
“Fucking take it, you piece of shit,” he grits out while I grind my hips into Tia.
The room fills with an all-consuming air of need, a need to regain the control we once lost.
Tia clamps her fingers on her nipple, plucking at it with sharp tweaks that send a deluge of milk flowing between us. I groan as my gaze darts between her, Cole, and Jace. My mind frantically trying not to miss the bloody filth I’ve created.
Then she throws her head back against the wall as she convulses around my cock, and the pressure sends a potent surge of need mixed with possession rocketing through me. “Come!” I bite out as my orgasm hits me hard, forcing mybody to become a trembling mass with the intensity of my cum shooting into her pussy. Black spots dance in front of my eyes, and my hand snaps out to stop myself from swaying from the most electrifying orgasm that momentarily blinds me.
Our rugged pants fill the room, the smell of copper invades my nostrils as if my senses have been reignited under her touch, and suddenly I want so much more of it. I need to recreate my memories, washing away the old with new, turning my nightmares into a conscious reality.
I lift Tia, my cock still buried inside her, and it twitches as I wade through his blood, bypassing his severed ankle as I do.
Cole meets us at the table, his fingers coated in a perfect blend of blood and cum, but his cock is still hard in his hand. Jace strides toward us, the pulse on his temple throbs violently, and he licks his lips as I lay Tia down on the tabletop. Then I drag her farther down the table, and she slides down with ease through the blood. The thought is intoxicating.
Jace stares down at her face, with his cock exposed above her head.
We surround her, honor her.
Possess her.
“We possess you, Tia. Like you possess us.”
“Possess?” She arches an eyebrow.
“Possess,” I confirm with a hard thrust of my cock.
“Possession is just another word for our devotion, beauty,” Cole confirms.
Jace bends down, he gently kisses her forehead. “Brutally devoted, baby.”
He then raises himself, and she tilts her head back to accept his cock into her mouth.
His eyes flutter closed, and a guttural groan leaves his throat. “Our possession.”
Chapter
Twenty-Eight
LUCAS
