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“I think she is ready to come again.” I let her catch her breath for a few moments and wipe her hair from her face. “Alexei, turn on the plug.”
Her eyes blink open, finding mine immediately. There is an unspoken question in her gaze, but I don’t have to answer because Alexei is already switching on the plug.
The low buzzing sound of the vibration fills the room, and Rowan moans in response. Alexei chuckles as he continues fucking her pussy.
“I’m gonna fuck your face until you come on my friend’s cock. I’m not gonna stop for you to take a breath, so you better come quickly.”
Rowan looks up at me through her wet lashes, fear flickering through her eyes as she shakes her head no.
I hold her head still between my hands and thrust into her mouth once more. Then I do exactly what I promised.
I start fucking her face without mercy.
15
Rowan
Lucian is relentlessly fucking my face while Alexei is using my pussy for his pleasure. The butt plug vibrates in my ass and is shoved deeper each time Alexei thrusts into me.
I can’t breathe. Panic claws its way through me as I desperately try to suck in some air, but there is no room. Lucian has his cock so deep down my throat that my windpipe is constricted.
Struggling against my restraints, I say a silent prayer, hoping that he was joking. He has to let me breathe. He has to.
“Come, slut. Come for us,” Lucian growls, his voice barely his own. He sounds primal as though he is barely holding on to his sanity.
My vision goes black, stars dance before my eyes from the lack of air. I’m certain I’m about to pass out. Then it happens. I come. I come so fucking hard I forget where I am. It’s like an out-of-body experience. I’m floating in nothingness, wrapped up in pure ecstasy.
I’m vaguely aware of Lucian coming in my mouth; the salty taste of his cum lingers on my tongue as he pulls out.
My entire body goes slack, every muscle in my body is depleted, and I feel boneless. Alexei keeps rutting me from behind while Lucian frees me from the gag. My jaw aches as I try to close it, and Lucian massages my cheeks as I’m still trying to come down from whatever high I just experienced.
“I think she can come one more time, milk my cock dry as I fill you up,” Alexei grunts behind me.
“No,” I whimper, shaking my head. “I can’t.”
“I think you can.” Lucian lets go of my head, and I let it fall onto the bench, my cheek pressed against the leather.
He moves to my side, and his fingers find my oversensitive clit, no matter how much I protest and try to squirm away. My whole body spasms with each touch, and all I want is for this to stop.
It’s a nightmare, but I can’t wake up. Having no control and nobody caring about what I want or need. I’ve had dreams like this before, but nothing as real, as painful, or as completely hopeless as this.
It’s all too much, and I can’t take it anymore. I’m sobbing, begging, feeling like my body is going to rip apart if they don’t stop soon.
It doesn’t matter. It’s like I’m here, but I’m not. Like I don’t matter. They could kill me, and it wouldn’t matter so long as they get off.
The worst part is, I can feel another orgasm coming on, and I don’t want it. It hurts; everything hurts. I’m too sensitive, so the slightest touch feels like an electric shock.
“Please!” I scream at the top of my lungs. “It hurts! Stop!” But then anything else I might’ve screamed gets pulled away when another orgasm shoots through me, making every muscle tighten, making me spasm uncontrollably. It’s torture—that word keeps running through my head as my body shakes from the force of my release.
Somewhere in the background, I hear their laughter. They’re proud of themselves for breaking me, for forcing me to come, for humiliating me.
But it still wasn’t enough for them. They’re not going to stop. They’re never going to stop. All I can do is weep, too tired to fight back. Too tired to scream anymore. I’m broken. The little trust I had in Lucian is broken.
That must be what they were going for since they finally stop after the last orgasm. The room goes quiet. The tears that fall from my eyes now are those of relief because it’s finally over. I’m so weak I can’t even raise my head. I can’t move a muscle. Then suddenly, gentle hands untie me and lift me off the bench.
I’m cradled against Lucian’s chest as he murmurs sweet nothings in my ear. I don’t want his kindness now. I don’t want anything from him anymore. My lips part, and I want to tell him to leave me be, to go away, but my eyelids flutter closed, and I fall into the abyss of darkness before I get the chance.
