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I can hardly believe it’s all real. Happiness makes time go too quickly. I know it because distress stops time altogether. That’s how I feel when I’m with Conor.
Since Sam taught me how to defend myself, I’ve been feeling a more confident side of me come out. Conor has stopped trying to impregnate me if I’m not ovulating, and since I take the combined contraceptive pill, I’m never ovulating. Every time he makes me take the test, it comes back negative, and he leaves the room fuming, mumbling that these things don’t work.
“Fuck!” Rose shrieks as another one of the girls dies at the hands of the masked murderer. She’s so close to me we’re practically one. Her face is now between the sofa cushion and me, pushing into me. She certainly can’t see the screen anymore.
“This is bullshit,” she groans against the cushion. Her voice is swallowed by the padded sofa. “Why are we watching a dude going on a killing rampage of women? Don’t we have enough of that in real life?”
I tilt my head slightly as I think of her words and how true they are. But that’s not why I’m watching. I need the bloodbath. She is right, in any case. Next time I’ll watch men getting killed, I get a lot more satisfaction imagining all of them being Conor.
One of her hands comes to rest on my breast, kneading it as if to reassure herself. An idea comes to my mind.
“Come here,” I say, shifting and pulling her out of her hiding place. She glares at me, not liking that she can now see the screen.
“Are you really scared?” I chuckle.
“I don’t like horror movies anymore,” she mumbles, scowling with a cuteness I can’t resist. “That’s how much I love you.”
“Well,” I smile. “Why don’t we keep you busy while we finish it?”
Lik shifts next to us, probably already loving the idea. “I’m listening,” he tells us.
I put a hand on Rose’s cheek and kiss her before talking clearly, just like Sam taught me. “Get on your knees for us.”
She’s hesitant, even as excitement shines in her beautiful eyes. They’ve got that almond shape that makes her look feline: elegant and feral. But when they soften for me? It shuts the whole world out. Lately, she’s only had eyes for the three of us. I used to wonder how I would ever survive sharing her with the world. How I could possibly let her leave me for other people whenever she needed. Now? I can hardly not share the excitement with Lik and Sam. Rose might need more than one person to make her feel whole, but we’re all just too happy to give her whatever she wants.
I spread my legs, pull my skirt up slightly, and bring my panties down. No one can see my nakedness, but I’ve come to not mind it at all with these men. I’m not sexually attracted to them, but the love and trust we all share for each other eliminates any shyness I would feel.
The moment my underwear hits the floor, Rose moves. She slides off the sofa and kneels on the floor. Her excitement turns into lust when she gets a view of my naked pussy.
Sitting up, I slither my fingers through her untamed hair and gently guide her down. “That way, you won’t have to look at the screen,” I murmur. Her tongue darting to lick her lower lip makes me shiver.
How can she look so powerful on her knees? What sort of magic does she practice to make me so weak to her when she is the one bowing to me?
I pull her closer, but I should be doing the opposite. I should slow her down because she is so eager to touch me. She’s already burying herself between my legs. Her lips make contact with me, peppering gentle kisses at the seam. She uses one hand to spread me and drops more pecks on my clit. She teases me like this long enough that my clit swells from the touch of her lips against it. I feel myself getting wetter and wetter, and my hips push forward.
“Keep teasing me, doll,” I breathe out. “See what happens next time I’ve got you tied to the bed.”
She stills, and I watch her shift her hips, probably remembering how much she loved the last time Lik, Sam, and I had her tied and at our mercy.
“Now eat my pussy like a good slut.”
Her tongue comes to meet my clit, and my breath hitches, my head falling back. A shudder of pleasure crosses my body. She does it again, this time from my entrance to my clit. My wetness mixes with her spit, my love with her hunger. I bring my head back up and look at the screen again. No one is being murdered. It’s the simple image of a knife dripping with blood. Drip…drip…
“Fuck,” I moan when Rose pushes into me, her tongue forceful. She brings it back to my clit and accelerates her movements. My hips buck against her, rolling and shifting. We join our actions in a matrimonial ceremony of lust.
My eyes don’t leave the screen as the camera zooms in on the blood on the floor. I bite my lip, trying not to scream my moans. One small cut on Rose’s beautiful, soft skin and she would bleed for me. I could leave a stunning mark, a scar that would turn white against her golden skin.
I feel Lik shifting next to me, but I can’t take my eyes off the screen. My fingers tighten in her hair, my toes curl, and butterflies warm up my lower belly. She has me undone in the next few strokes of her tongue. I explode in a loud moan, not caring that Lik and Sam are right here, not caring that it took her such a short amount of time. She keeps licking me slowly as I come back down. As the wave of relaxation hits me and my entire body slackens.
“Good girl,” I whisper, out of breath. She comes up, her face glistening with my wetness, her eyes shining with pride at the praise. “Come here,” I order softly.
She comes until her face is inches away from mine. Still on her knees, I look down at her and relish her eagerness for whatever comes next.
I rub my thumb against her chin, the corner of her mouth, and bring it to her lips, pushing in. She takes me in, licking away under my approving stare. I repeat the movement, until I’ve made her swallow as much of me as possible. Shifting again, she rubs her thighs together.
“Need anything?” I ask, cocking an eyebrow.
“Can I touch myself?” she murmurs, still ashamed that she has to ask us. We’ve established some rules in the last few weeks, and this is one of them. She fought all she had against it, and it was pure ecstasy to watch her lose said fight.
