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“Finally … my fucking turn,” Dylan says, his voice laced with hunger.
I try to look away, but it’s impossible when Dylan perches himself right on top of my chest, a hard-on and pointing right at my face. One single ring dangles from the tip.
When I try to push up, Alistair grabs my hands and pins them above my head.
“Oh no, not this time, little slut.” Dylan grabs my face. He pulls a lighter from his pocket and flicks it on, the dancing flames drawing my attention when they hover closer and closer to my face. “Have you ever seen something burn so brightly that it set your fucking soul on fire?”
I shake my head. I don’t know what he means.
He leans in, the flame dangerously close to the tip of my nose. “Burn for me.”
I whimper as the fire heats up my skin, and my sweat builds. It’s a kind of pain that could make a person beg. But that’s exactly what he wants, and I’d rather swallow my words than please them.
“You’re a fiery one, that’s for sure,” Dylan says as he lets the flames lick my cheek and neck. “Afraid of a little fire?”
I shake my head vehemently, denying my own fears.
I won’t give them even a hint.
He leans in to whisper, “I can see you sweat, Penelope.”
He pronounces my name like it’s a piece of candy he just licked.
Alistair looks down at me too, licking his lips as though he’s hungry just to watch me be used.
But what I’m most surprised by is the sudden hand on my pussy.
My eyes shoot up and between Dylan’s thighs. Felix is bent through the knees, casually toying with me.
Oh God.
Dylan grins like a crazy motherfucker as his fingers pull down my lips until they part. “Now open those pretty fucking lips for me and show me what you can do with that tongue.”
He pushes inside slowly but doesn’t stop until he’s completely inside to the hilt. I gag and choke on his length as pre-cum begins to lather my throat.
“Oh God,” Dylan groans, and he pulls out briefly. “You weren’t kidding, Felix.”
“Use her,” Felix growls back.
The pressure he applies to my clit is insane. I’ve never felt anything like this before. It’s as if he knows exactly where to touch me to instantly make me want to clench my legs and scream.
But I won’t, I refuse.
Dylan plunges back in without warning, his eyes rolling back into his head when he’s in to the base.
“Fuck me, this is amazing,” he groans. “Wrap your tongue around my cock and suck.”
The onslaught of sensations makes it hard to concentrate.
“C’mon, slut, do what he says,” Felix rasps, and he spanks my pussy so hard I squeal.
My opened mouth allows Dylan to sink in even deeper. “Good little slut,” Dylan groans as my eyes water. “This throat is mine.”
“God, you’re going in deep,” Alistair says, biting his lip when he looks down at my lips. “And here I was thinking she was just a fucking nosy potty-mouth. But that mouth is perfect to store some cum.”
What? Oh God.
Panic floods my veins, but Alistair’s hands hold me down. “Remember what Felix said. You’re ours now. No take-backs.”
“Exactly.” Dylan thrusts in so deep I see stars. “Now let me own this fucking throat just like Felix did.”
In an instant, the memory of him dragging my face through his cum floods my mind, mixing with the desire building in my body as Felix circles my clit. The confusion is too much, especially when Felix pulls aside my panties and shoves his fingers inside me.
“Wet already, little whore?” He thrusts inside like a madman. “All this just for some foreplay.”
My eyes widen.
Foreplay? This is foreplay?
“Fuck, I’m getting hard just watching this,” Alistair groans, slowly releasing my arms. “You gonna play nice, Pen?”
I can’t even say a word with this shaft stuck in my mouth, but I still nod.
I don’t know why. It’s insane. I’ve lost my mind. But what else can I do at this moment while being ravaged by three sick boys? When they’ve offered me the only real chance at revenge I could ever get?
I need it. I want it. So I’ll fucking take it, no matter the cost.
Even if it means shutting myself off.
So I let them use me, degrade me, fuck me like some fuck doll.
And I’ll be their puppet for as long as it takes, as bad as it gets.
For her.
Dylan
“Make that sound again, Pen,” I say as I thrust in so deep she can barely heave.
Good. I like the sound. It turns me on like nothing else.
“Moan for me,” I groan.
“I’ll make her,” Felix says, and he starts to flick her clit with his bare fingers.
She writhes around underneath me, then moans out loud while I’m inside her mouth, unable to keep the sounds at bay.
