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I groan.
“No one is stabbing anyone...without consent. Baxter has mine and I have his. If you don’t like that, you know where the door is.”
Thorn doesn’t move. He doesn’t look happy, but he doesn’t leave.
“Right. Now that’s sorted, can we have some fun?” I ask.
“Almost,” Jax replies. “Thorn stop sulking or you won’t get to come.”
Thorn huffs and pouts even harder and a giggle slips past my lips. Jax brings the whip down again, this time hitting my bare thigh with a little more bite. At the same time, Baxter presses the tip of his blade against the arch of my foot and I cry out, even though he doesn’t break the skin.
It seems to be the green light for the others who descend on me. Thorn kisses me deeply, stroking my hair gently as if he’s attempting to balance the violence of Baxter’s attention. Rebel’s mouth captures one nipple and Ace takes care of the other, their heads blocking my view of what Baxter and Jax are up to, but their mouths strangely working in tandem with one another.
Jax continues to rain soft little licks across every inch of my skin his bullwhip can reach, and Baxter competes for his inch of flesh and my gasps of pleasure with his blade.
The sensations are...indescribable. Too much, not enough, terrifying and intoxicating. How could regular sex with just one person ever be as exciting as this? They’re ruining me.
And I’m helpless to return the favour.
I squirm and strain against my bonds which makes Jax tut and hit me a little harder. I flinch from the sting and nick myself on Baxter’s blade. He jerks away with a hiss but soothes the sting a second later with his lips. His tongue snakes out between his lips and circles the small cut on the inside of my thigh. It’s not until he starts to suck that I realise it’s bleeding. And holy fucking jesus christ on a bike save my soul lord, it feels good.
His lips are a hotline to my clit which pulses with every suck. I kiss Thorn even harder, needing him to fuck my mouth with his tongue.
“Ungh,” I plead, not breaking the kiss.
Ace and Rebel both slide their hands down to my mound, Rebel circling my clit and Ace lightly teasing my entrance.
I break the kiss with Thorn to threaten, “If that little finger goes anywhere near my pussy, Ace, I swear to god I will cut it off!”
The others laugh but Ace ignores me, teasing, almost tickling, my opening with his smallest digit. I can’t even begin to imagine the frustration women with pencil dick partners have to put up with. I huff and pull against my bonds to try and force his finger deeper, but he just pulls away.
“For fuck’s sake!” I bite out. What happened to my nice, kind, gentle, would do anything for me, Ace?
“Rebel, please…” I say, aiming for sweet but probably missing the mark. “You know you’re my favourite…”
“Go on…” He laughs and grins at me.
“Please show Ace how you really finger a girl. Show him how good those nice thick fingers of yours are…”
“Well, as you asked so nicely….”
Rebel knocks Ace’s hand aside and pushes two fingers into me. I’m fucking soaked already so it doesn’t hurt at all, but it does stretch me.
There are too many men in this bed to keep track of. Too many sinful lips and dirty tongues and wandering hands.
Too many cocks to take at once. And yet, I’m currently enjoying the pleasure of none.
“God I want cock,” I sigh to myself.
“Thorn, feed her your cock,” Jax instructs. “She only had a little dinner, I bet she’s feeling hungry.”
I mewl, helplessly turned on by his words and more than ready to give a little pleasure. Thorn removes the rest of his clothes and cups my cheek to turn my face toward him. With one hand he holds the base of his cock, half-hard already and pointing towards me in offering. I don’t need to be told. With no hesitation, I open wide and take him deep into my throat. I swirl my tongue around his tip as I feel him stir to life and swell in my mouth. When he’s fully erect, I take him all the way, loving the feel of my face buried into his crotch – pressed right up tight against his skin so that the light-blonde hair of his happy trail tickles my nose and restricts my breathing a little bit.
Thorn groans and flexes his hips, pulsing hard on my tongue. I heed Jax’s warning, not wanting either of us to get into trouble and reluctantly withdraw, letting him slip from my lips. I can’t resist teasing the drops of precum from his tip though.
“Fuck.” Thorn sighs.
It’s only once I move my head away from the temptation of swallowing him whole again and not stopping until he’s filling my mouth with cum, that I become aware of how close my own orgasm is.
