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“This must be tremendously difficult for you, Laina. Isn’t that right?”

I nodded, not trusting my voice then.

He reached for me then, running his thumb across my cheekbone. I could smell the aroma of sex all around me, could hear my heart beating in my chest. My skin tingled under his touch. I watched his finger trace down my body, through the trails of seed on my breasts before he brought it back up to my lips.

Forcing it between my lips. Onto my tongue.

Sweet. Bitter. Masculine.

I blinked. After a long moment, flavor burst over my tongue. It tasted like berries. Raspberries, strawberries, blackberries. A refreshing glass of wine on a summer’s day. My head swam with the heady flavor.

My body reacted violently.

Almost like a drug, passion surged within me once more as I felt Aarom’s cock nudge at my entrance. The Vakarrans’ cum had made me delirious with need, as if I hadn’t just had three orgasms in a row. I felt greedy. Desperate. I clawed at the air, my hips bucking with a life of their own as my pussy clamped down on his dick.

Fuck. I couldn’t take it. Someone reached down and tickled my clit and I tensed, riding the roller coaster of ecstasy wherever it took me.

My eyes rolled back in my head.

“Come, bad little human,” Aarom whispered in my ear.

I obeyed. I couldn’t help it.

I shattered, millions of pieces breaking apart as my world exploded with passionate desire. I screamed. I moaned. My throat was dry, raw, but I didn’t care.

I took it all.

I felt Aarom’s cock jerk within me and hot spurts of cum pelted my insides, triggering a fifth, all powerful orgasm that left me reeling. I fucking loved it, even though I hated it too.

When he finished, the four of them placed me delicately down on the ground. I was covered with cum, my pussy was dripping with it.

Each of them fisted their cocks, staring down at me while they stroked themselves. I looked around, nervously watching as four dicks hardened into steel shafts before me. Silently, they watched me as they pleasured themselves.

I began to grow uneasy.

My cunt pounded, achy and sore, utterly used and abused. My blood roared in my ears, my heart finally beginning to slow to normal speed. The sweet taste of their seed still permeated my tongue.

I saw each of their thighs jerk a little toward me.

Davon’s seed pelted me first. Then Ryder’s and Morgn’s. Aarom’s was last. It dripped into my hair and I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling it drip down my cheeks and onto my lips. So fucking shameful. I couldn’t help myself as my tongue delved out, craving more of that sweet berry taste.

I wasn’t disappointed. It tasted just as good as the first time.

I could feel every last drop, dripping down my skin, setting my nerves on fire with pleasure. It felt intoxicating, like a drug and I wanted more. Needed another hit.

It was all so wrong.

I was supposed to kill them, not fuck them and bask in a shower of their cum.

The longer I sat there, the more humiliated I felt. None of them said a word and neither did I. I bit the inside of my cheek as I wallowed in my shame. I’d failed. I was a failure. Kira would be so disappointed in me. So would Kaela and Danika.

Tears threatened to fall.

Four pairs of arms scooped me up and before I knew it, I was cradled against Aarom’s chest. I couldn’t help myself as I curled into him, resting my head on his shoulder.

“Rest now. You’ll need your energy for the journey,” Aarom whispered.

My eyes flittered closed. I couldn’t help but submit, I was so exhausted. My body felt used and abused. I was so tired. Sleep claimed me within moments. His warmth was comforting, as much as I hated to admit it. Bastards. The lot of them.

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