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Monroe
This has to be a nightmare. A bad dream I'm going to wake up from any minute now. None of this is real. Alaric did not tell me he was going to marry me, and he definitely didn’t just make me come while his friends were watching.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I say a silent prayer to the universe, asking to wake the hell up from this, but when I blink my eyes open, I’m still here. Still in a room full of men who have their dicks out.
They are all watching me, their lustful eyes glued to my naked body as they stroke themselves. Two of them even have their phones out filming me. Fucking Christ. I’ve never felt so ashamed in my life. My legs are still spread, giving them a perfect view of the most private part of me.
“Look at me, not them,” Alaric growls, and my attention snaps back to him. My eyes lock with his, and my breath stills in my lungs. His eyes are so dark they are black. He is looking at me with such intensity my body starts shaking again.
He is removing his clothes, exposing his taut muscular body like he is flexing every muscle at once. He seems bigger, more dangerous, almost feral. At that moment, I don’t even care who is watching. I just care about him not shredding me to pieces.
When he is completely naked, he wraps his hand around his hard cock. My eyes travel down to the iron rod between his legs, and my mouth goes dry. I know he’s been inside me before, but I was not conscious then, and the day after, I was sore as fuck. I can’t imagine this will bring me anything besides immense pain.
Foolishly, I try to close my thighs, but Alaric is faster. Shaking his head, he positions himself between my legs, grabbing my knee to keep me spread.
“You’re going to keep your legs spread until I allow you to close them. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” I nod. Right now, I’m so scared I’d agree to anything he said.
“Fuck yeah…” The men start egging him on, yelling vile things at him. “Fuck her ass, make her bleed…” I try to tune them out, but their voices echo around in my head, taunting me, Their words reaching me where their touch never could, staining my soul.
Alaric moves closer until his cock is inches away from my pussy. He leans forward and rubs the angry-looking head of his dick over my still sensitive folds. I wince at the contact. Not because it hurts but because I’m already scared it will.
“You gonna take my big cock up your tight cunt, and you’re not going to fight me, got it?” Alaric warns, the possessiveness in his voice shocking me. “You’re going to be a good girl and take whatever I give you.”
I nod, unable to get a single word out at the moment. The lump in my throat feels like it’s never going to get dislodged, and I wonder if I’ll be able to say anything for the rest of the night.
Without warning, Alaric pushes forward, entering me slowly but forcefully. Pain shoots through me, and I bite the inside of my cheek, keeping my mouth closed to muffle a scream as he shoves his too-big cock into my tight channel. I feel like he is ripping me apart, tearing open my insides while I lie back and do nothing.
Tears prick at my eyes, and even though I try my best to hold them back, they fall down my cheeks anyway.
“God, you are so fucking tight,” Alaric grunts while filling me to the max. When he is all the way seated inside me, he holds still for a few seconds before slowly pulling out again. The next time he thrusts inside, it’s faster and more brutal, but the pain stays the same.
The other men in the room are still talking, but I’m finally able to drown them out, their voices nothing more than an inaudible murmur. Instead, I hear Alaric’s grunting and my heavy breathing while he continues to fuck me at a furious pace.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I wish for this to be over soon, for Alaric to take me home and hold me until I go to sleep. That thought evaporates when he shifts on top of me. Grabbing my hips, he grinds his pelvis over my clit, and a spark of pleasure reignites.
Only then do I notice that the pain is almost gone, leaving me feeling mostly full and uncomfortable everywhere. Well, everywhere but my clit, where his grinding has a different kind of pressure break out. Suddenly, I feel hot all over, like my skin is burning up, and I think I could actually come again.
How is this possible? How can he make me feel this way in front of all these men? I’m so ashamed of myself. I didn’t ask to have sex in front of them, that part is out of my control, but to orgasm? That’s on me. I should be able to control that. I shouldn’t want him to keep touching my clit until I come, but right now, that's exactly what I want.
