Page 197 of Poor Little Rich Girl


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“Y-y-yes…” I can hardly speak. I’m about to dissolve.

“Tough. I’m not going to give it to you until you come again.”

With that, he turns the vibrator up to the highest possible setting and presses it hard against my clit.

My scream must wake the entire village. I’m torn apart from the inside. I don’t know what’s pain and what’s pleasure and I don’t fucking care. My hands ball into fists and I think I bite Eli’s tongue but I’m gone, gone, gone, tumbling into an abyss from which I’ll never escape.

“Fuck, Claws.” The strain in Noah’s voice is exquisite. “I need to be inside you right now.”

Yes fucking please.

He shoves Eli aside and crawls on top of me. I draw my knees up to wrap them around him and kick Gabriel in the head.

“Ow.”

“Sorry.”

There’s another thump as Noah wiggles into position. “Noah, watch it.” Eli doesn’t sound amused.

“There’s not exactly much room to maneuver in here,” Noah growls, his cock teasing my entrance. I grit my teeth, trying not to scream in frustration.

“Maybe if you weren’t taking up all the space with your rock troll muscles…” Gabriel rubs his nose.

“You’re right. How inconsiderate of me.” Noah slides open the van door. Before I can ask what he’s doing, he grabs my hips and drags me outside. I yelp as he throws me over his shoulder. Snowflakes dust my bare skin. I try to scramble away, but Noah’s not letting go. He jogs over to the wall. The village Christmas lights swirl around me, and I realize with a start that we’re running through the moonlight, stark naked.

We reach the tower. There’s a wooden door with an ancient lock, but one kick from Noah leaves it dangling from its hinges. His breath comes out in puffs of steam as he jogs up the stairs to the viewing platform at the top.

We’re alone up here, high above the twinkling lights of the village. If I squint it’s easy to imagine the lights as lanterns, the modern restaurants as taverns, the tourist horse-drawn carriages as travelers in the night. I feel disoriented, lost in time.

Noah sets me down. I’m relieved to still be wearing my boots. My fingers close around the railing as Noah wraps an arm around me and slides his cock into me from behind.

He’s too far gone to take it slow, but I’m done with slow and careful. I want all the darkness Noah Marlowe can hurl at me. He slams into me, and I arch my back and thrust my hips back, driving out what remains of my hesitation, my trepidation, my fear.

This is how Claudia August fucks, under the full moon on a crumbling monument to a violent past.

I hear voices on the wall below. Laughter. Tourists taking a moonlit stroll. My heart thunders in my chest. Noah’s fingers close over my mouth. The possibility of getting caught makes me push harder.

I bite his hand as the orgasm builds and crests and tears through me. Noah’s teeth sink into my shoulder as he’s gripped with his own climax. Our bodies tremble together. The railing creaks and the lights flicker and for a moment I imagine myself toppling over the edge.

Noah’s arm steadies me, holding me tight against him as he slides out of me. Right behind him is Gabriel. He spins me around so I face the wall of the tower. His tattooed hands slide down my body, slow and reverent. Snow dusts my naked shoulders, but it’s impossible to feel cold when Gabriel’s eyes devour me.

He sees right through me, right into my soul. I’m laid bare before him, and it’s terrifying, but beautiful.

Gabriel’s fingers lace in mine. He pins my hand above my head, laying me against the wall. Rough stone scratches my bare skin, but I love it. I think about what these stones might’ve seen over the years, how we’re tiny figments against the great battles of history, and I want what we have to become part of that history. I want us to last.

“I’ll sing the stars for you tonight.” Gabe slides his cock inside me. His piercing touches me in deep, secret places. My legs are weak from multiple orgasms, but he wraps his other hand around my waist and holds me up. He doesn’t let me fall.

“Mind if I join you?” Eli slides between me and the wall, his hands snaking around my waist. Gabriel pulls out of me and pushes me lightly into Eli’s arms.

“Be my guest. But you’ll have to share.”

“It would be rude not to.” Eli’s fingers tangle in my hair as he pushes inside me. My whole body aches from everything they’ve already done to me, but he feels so good I throw my head back and moan.

“Why, Captain America has a filthy side. I love it.” Gabriel’s chest presses against my back. I hear a wrapper rustle as he rolls on a condom. He nibbles on my neck. “Do you want both of us?” he whispers against my ear. “We’ll make you feel so good. We’ll make you feel like the Queen you are.”

“Yes.” I don’t care what he’s asking. I want this to never end.

Gabriel’s laugh rasps against my ear. While Eli slides in and out of me, Gabriel works the head of his cock into my ass. He’s so slick with my own juices and with Noah’s cum that he slides in easily. Eli stops thrusting, breathing hard, his eyes flicking between mine and Gabe. The two of them hold me as we breathe puffs of steam, as my body adjusts to having both of them inside me.

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