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He might be confused about how I’ve changed him, but I know exactly how he’s changed me. How they’ve all changed me. They let me see who I really am, who I’ve been this whole time but been trying to hide. Their darkness released the real Zamira Stone, and I’m never going back.
My fingers wrap around the cold metal chains, keeping myself from falling over face-first onto Matt’s body, as Ace takes his frustrations out on me.
“Fuck, Zamira. Your greedy little pussy is latching on so tight it may never let me go.” If he continues to fuck me like this, I’m not sure I want to let it go.
The same explosive feeling I had when Blais’ head was between my legs returns, but I’m too wary about whether Ace is going to stop it again to truly enjoy the high.
Ace kicks my legs apart, making my muscles tense even more. All my strength is being used to keep me from falling while my feet slide in Matt’s blood. My body shakes vigorously to keep me upright, while Blais slides through my legs, sitting his bare ass directly in a puddle of blood. There’s no sign of disgust on my bloodthirsty man’s face, which isn’t surprising.
“Make our dark girl come on your cock,” Blais says before sucking my clit into his mouth, massaging the sensitive bud between his lips. Goosebumps line my body, pleasure running straight down my spine to my throbbing core.
“Have you been good enough to come, temptress?” Ace growls in my ear, savagely biting the lobe, making me whimper.
“Use your words. Do you deserve to come?”
“Yes. Yes, please. Please make me come.”
Ace tightens the tie around my neck. “Are you going to keep any more secrets from me?”
“No.” As soon as the word leaves my lips, Ace picks up the pace, thrusting into me ruthlessly. His cock’s hitting the button that’s going to cause my body to explode every time he rams inside me.
That, with Blais’ mouth on my clit, sends me overboard. I’m a goner, falling in the deep, dark depths of my orgasm. Screaming curses escape my mouth as stars blur my vision, making me feel dizzy from the intensity coursing through me.
“That’s right, darling. Give it to us,” Blais mumbles against my pussy. “Show us how much you love Ace’s cock.”
My muscles tense, the ecstasy buzzing through my veins as my walls clench around Ace. “Fuck! Temptress, I don’t stand a chance against your body,” Ace grunts, his cock twitching inside me as he falls over the edge with me. Pulling me back with Matt’s tie, Ace pinches my hard nipple between his rough fingers while his hot cum shoots deep inside me.
After he finishes filling me, he lets me go, removing the tie from my throat. Blais gently kisses my sensitive, aching pussy as I come down from my high. Once Ace and I can breathe again, he slides out of me, my core suddenly feeling empty as his cum drips down my thighs.
Blais lies back on the bloody ground, his head beside Matt’s hand. Grabbing my thighs, he brings me down with him, pulling me to straddle him, forcing me to duck under the chains to keep my head from hitting them.
“Ride my cock. Let me push Ace’s cum even deeper inside your little pussy,” Blais commands, lining me up over his erection. My knees slide in Matt’s blood, but I quickly pull them back in, steadying myself.
I shouldn’t be so turned on fucking next to my ex-best friend’s dead body, but the dark adrenaline in me loves it. I want the mess we made in this torture chamber painted across my body as reminder of my choice to pick them.
Gripping the base, I sink down onto his thick cock feeling the pleasure bubble inside me, perfectly filling the empty space Ace left in me. All three of their dicks are so different, but all feel like they were made exactly for me.
“God, you’re perfect. Everything about you, darling.” The look in his eyes tells me he’s not just talking about my pussy.
My hips grind against him, creating much needed friction. “Fuck, that’s so good,” Blais groans. “Theon, bring me the gun.” My heart skips a beat as my movements stop. I can hear Theon’s footsteps behind me, but my attention stays on the grinning pink-haired maniac beneath me.
“What?”
Blais grips my waist, moving me on his dick. “Trust me, baby. This is going to be awesome.”
I flinch when the gun I used to shoot Matt earlier comes into view. What the fuck is he thinking? I know he likes to fuck with knives, but guns are a first for us. Blais takes the gun, running the barrel between my breasts, down my toned stomach, to my pussy.
“Fuck me.”
Circling my hips, I pick up the pace again, feeling every ridge of him inside me. My heart hammers in my chest when the cold metal of the gun rubs against my clit.
“Blais…” Fuck, why does this feel so good? This is the second time one of them has used a gun on me during sex, and it’s just as exhilarating as the first. A normal person wouldn’t be into this; they’d be running and screaming, which only further proves I’m not anywhere near normal.
My hands dig into his abs as I ride his cock like there’s no tomorrow, the metal grinding against my sensitive bud with each movement.
Blais stops gliding the gun over my clit, making my movements falter. “Zamira, take the gun,” Blais insists, holding it out to me. My hand wraps around the handle, but it feels different than it did earlier. “Point it at me while you fuck me. Fuck me like my life depends on it.” Oh Jesus, he was being serious when he said this earlier.
I raise my hand, pointing the barrel at Blais’ chest while I grind on his cock. “That’s fucking hot, darling.” This should freak me out, knowing just how easily I could shoot him right now, but it does nothing other than make me even hornier as I ride him hard.
