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I’m almost there, right at the cliff, about to go over, when Alaric pulls out of me abruptly, making me wince at the loss. My eyes fly open, just in time to see a knowing smirk on his face.
“Turn around, sugar,” he orders, but before I can move a muscle, he flips me around himself, propping me up until I’m folded over the back of the couch and facing away from him and all the other men.
I’m on my knees, my ass up in the air, and my legs slightly spread. I can feel Alaric moving behind me, his large hands roaming over my ass and thighs until he grabs both of my ass cheeks and spreads them apart.
My face feels like it catches on fire, and I’m glad that I can at least not see the men looking at me. Lowering my head, I rest my cheek on the back of the leather couch while Alaric runs the tip of his dick up and down my slit, then even further over my puckered asshole.
I clamp up right away, squeezing my ass cheeks together and making everyone in the room break out into laughter. Anger replaces my shame and fear momentarily. How dare they laugh at me? Fucking pricks. I dig my fingers into the plush leather where I’m holding the edge of the couch, imagining my nails would be digging into their eyes instead.
Alaric leans close, keeping his voice low so only I can hear the whisper, “Not today, little one, but soon… soon, this ass is going to be mine. Every part of you is mine. Don’t you ever forget it.”
A shiver runs up my spine at the same moment Alaric thrusts forward, entering me in one swift move from behind. My pussy quivers around his cock, this new position hitting a spot deep inside me I didn’t know existed.
This time, I can’t stop the moan from slipping past my lips. Fuck, this feels good. There is still a little bit of pain, but that’s pushed in the background while pleasure consumes me.
Alaric keeps fucking me like a man possessed. Holding my hips with a bruising grip, he pounds into me so hard the couch scoots across the pristine marble floor slightly. Pleasure keeps building inside my core until it finally erupts.
I held the orgasm as long as I could, which might be the reason I come so hard my vision goes black for a moment. My body slumps against the couch like I’m boneless. My cheek rubs against the leather as Alaric’s thrusts become erratic.
I’m still coming down from my own release when Alaric stills deep inside me with a grunt, his fingers digging into my hips painfully as he fills me with his warm release.
I feel drained, defeated, but also oddly sated. With Alaric still inside me, his heavy body leaning on me, I feel protected, shielded from everyone else. When he pulls out, I can feel his cum run down the inside of my thigh, and shame slams back into me with a vengeance.
The fog of lust is lifted, and the voices of the other men in the room become clear again.
“Look at that cum running out of her cunt… You fucked her good. Maybe you can fuck my wife for me like that… Are you sure you don’t want to fuck her ass? I wouldn't mind seeing her asshole gaping…” Their crude words make me want to curl into a fetal position and cry my heart out.
I can feel Alaric moving behind me, but I don’t turn around to see what he’s doing. Not until he throws something on top of my body. I look over my shoulder and find him fully dressed, wrapping me up in what I now realize is a blanket.
He tucks the soft fabric around me tightly, then picks me up and cradles me to his chest.
“I’ll see you soon, old friend,” Alessandro tells him before settling his dark gaze on me. “And you as well, Monroe.”
Without answering, I turn my head away and bury my face into Alaric's chest as he starts walking us out of the room and through the mansion. I keep my eyes closed and my face hidden, letting Alaric’s spicy cologne calm my nerves until we make it outside, and his scent is replaced with the crisp fresh air of nature.
Alaric somehow manages to open the passenger door without putting me down, then carefully deposits me in the seat and buckles me up. He doesn't say a word as he closes the door and walks around to get into the driver’s seat.
Silently, he starts the car, and we drive back to his place, leaving the mansion and everything that has happened there behind in the darkness. My only fear is that it won’t stay there for long.
