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“Come! Come! Come!” The crowd starts up a chant, jeering at me, male and female voices alike, and my hands clench into fists, my nails biting into my palms as I try to fight it off. Jaxon’s tongue slows down as much as he can without Dean noticing, and I know he’s trying to help, trying to make it easier for me to stave off the onrushing orgasm, but I’m too far gone. Even the slightest touch of his tongue against my pussy feels better than anything I’ve ever felt before. His tongue sliding over my clit feels like ecstasy. It’s so fucking good, and I can feel tears sliding down my cheeks as I start to sob with need, my body shaking with the effort. I want to come so badly I’d do anything.
I don’t realize that I said the last part aloud until Dean starts to laugh. “Really? Anything?” He waves a hand at Jaxon. “You can stop now.”
“No!” I scream out, completely out of control now, but Jaxon’s tongue slides over my clit one final time, his disappointed groan vibrating against my skin, and then he stands up. I can see, through my lust-glazed vision, that he’s rock-hard inside his jeans. The bulge is massive.
I’d give anything for that cock in me right now.
Dean walks up to me, between my spread legs, and before I can so much as take a breath, he shoves three fingers into my pussy hard.
I scream, my body clenching around his fingers automatically, my hips bucking up against his hand. When my eyes roll up, I see Cayde’s fury has been replaced by a look of absolute lust. It’s terrifying, considering my plan later because I’ve never seen him so hungry. He wants to devour me, destroy me, and in order to make my plan work?
I’m going to have to let him.
“This is my pussy!” Dean says loudly, his fingers still buried inside of me. “I took her virginity weeks ago. I won, and this girl’s sacrifice means that I will inherit Blackmoor. You all are witnesses to it! No one other than me has had this pussy, and no one will. But tonight, as her final punishment for her insubordination and her treatment of Winter Romero, who has been promised to me, I’m going to complete what I should have done weeks ago. I am going to claim Athena as mine, entirely, as my pet and my property, in front of you all.” He looks at Cayde. “Fucking hold her. And don’t let her go, no matter what.”
No. No, no, no.I know what he’s about to do in that instant, and fear rips through me as Dean grabs me and turns me over almost effortlessly. When I look up, Cayde’s expression is a mixture of that hungry lust and furious hate.
“You better still have a fucking plan,” he mutters.
I do, but right now, I can’t think of it. I can’t think past the fear, past the feeling of Dean gripping my ass in his hands as he kicks my legs apart, and I hear the sound of his zipper coming down.
“Dean, maybe don’t—” Jaxon starts to say something, but his sudden silence tells me that Dean shut him up with only a look. When I cast a glance around the crowd, I can see that no one is going to help me. They’re all watching eagerly, ready to see my final debasement. When I feel the head of Dean’s cock pressing against the entrance of my pussy, bare and hot, I know what’s coming after that.
“Don’t come.” Dean shoves forward in one hard thrust, sinking his cock balls-deep into me in front of everyone here, and despite myself, it’s all I can do not to orgasm on his thick, rigid length. It feels so fucking good, pumping in and out of me in one, two, three hard thrusts, filling me up, and when he pulls himself free, my pussy clenches tightly, wanting that fullness back, aching for him.
And then I feel him, pressing between the cheeks of my ass, against that tight little hole that I’ve never even thought about letting him stick his dick inside of.
But it’s not about letting, is it? It never really was. Dean knew Jaxon would refuse, and he knew I wouldn’t choose Cayde first. He won just by letting Cayde treat me so terribly that I wouldn’t go to him first. All Dean had to do was not be quite as bad, and the whole time I never knew what they were doing.
As I feel the head of Dean’s cock pressing against my ass, lubed with only my own arousal, I look up at Cayde, my gaze meeting his.
“After,” I mouth, and I don’t know if he understands what I mean, but he holds my gaze for just a second, his hands tightening around my wrists.
“You want to come, Athena?” Dean chuckles from behind me. “Come with my cock in your ass, then.”
I’ve never known pain like when Dean shoves himself into my ass in one long, hard thrust. Not when I lost my virginity, not when I’ve been caned or spanked, not when any of those implements were used to spank my pussy. I’d thought the cane on my clit was the worst pain I’d ever feel, but I was wrong. Nothing could have prepared me for the feeling of Dean’s thick cock stretching my ass for the first time, fast and hard.
There’s no pleasure to it. It’s just burning, just a feeling of fullness that’s different from him in my pussy, and he barely gives me a second to get used to the feeling of him balls deep in my ass before he starts to thrust, his cock sawing in and out of my newly brutalized ass as Cayde grips my wrists. Even he looks a tiny bit horrified.
But not enough.
“Yeah!” some guy in the crowd yells. “Fuck her ass!” They all seem to have forgotten that Dean has given me permission to come now, if I can, and that their chance to drown me in their cum is gone. They’re all cheering him on, enjoying the sight of their lord and master fucking his pet in the ass. I see at least one guy doing the same to his girlfriend, pushing his cock between her cheeks in full view of everyone.
And deep down, as I find the ability to breathe again after Dean’s sudden intrusion sucked all the air from my lungs, the pleasure starts to come back. Not in my ass, which is still burning and full of his thrusting cock, but in the rest of me. My skin is on fire, my pussy aching, and I want so desperately to come. Anything would push me over the edge—a finger in my pussy, a brush over my clit—but I know I’m not going to get any of those things. I’m aching and empty in the place where I need to be filled the most, and meanwhile, the only other sensation is Dean’s punishing length inside of me.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groans above me. “God, that’s fucking good. I’m going to come in your ass, Athena, fill it up with my cum, yes, fuck—”
And then the cheers and chants start up again.
“Fuck her ass!”
“Fill her up!”
“Come in her ass, Dean!”
“Give that little whore a good ass-fucking!”
I hate everyone with a burning passion. At that moment, I almost want to let Dean have the town, just because it would serve them fucking right to have him lord it over them for the rest of their lives. If I thought I could get away, I’d do it. I’d let them have him, and I’d run so far and fast, leaving this whole fucking place in the dust.
