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"I'm going to leave my mark on you, Firecracker," he said in my ear. "Lots of them."
Fuck, yes, please.
He moved around to the side of me and leaned over my breast. He traced patterns over my skin with his tongue, then gripped it hard between his teeth and bit me.
I let out the little whimper I knew he liked so much. If he was trying to keep his cock out of my pussy, he wasn't trying very hard.
He bit me again in another spot, hard enough to draw blood. "All the marks."
I cried out in a combination of pleasure and pain, overwhelmed by all of my senses. At some point, the smell of blood became the scent of sex. I couldn't differentiate between the two.
Letting the chain bear my weight, I rocked against Mannix's mouth. I was so turned on right now I must be dribbling down my own thighs.
I came suddenly, hard and fast, my scream mingling with Nixon's as Ice cut off a good chunk of his left ear. Not so much that he couldn't hear, but it would have hurt like a bitch.
I'd barely come down when Mannix leaned me back against Ares's chest. He undid the front of his jeans and pushed them down far enough to free his erection. He placed his hands behind my knees and lifted my legs up to his waist. With a grunt, he pulled me onto his cock.
I moaned. I may never get enough of being filled by one of their cocks. It was like pure, thick bliss.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I was aware of Ares also undoing and pushing down his jeans. He fitted his cock into the crease of my ass and thrust against me at the same time Mannix thrust into me.
"It's a shame you're missing this, Nixon," Ice said conversationally. "It's really hot. I know, I know, you can't see. I'm sure you can imagine it. But don't imagine it, because I might need to stab your brain if you're thinking about our girlfriend like that."
Nixon grunted something unintelligible. It was likely all he was thinking about was his pain, and wishing Ice would hurry up and kill him.
"The more I get to know you, the more perfect you are," Mannix told me. "So perfect."
It figured that most girls wouldn't get turned on or want to be fucked while someone was chained up beside her been tortured. Right now, I didn't care if it was wrong. It felt right. Good.
Mannix thrust harder and faster, his sweated skin sliding on mine.
Ares ground into me, rubbing himself and grunting near my ear. At the same time, his hands gripped my breasts so tight it brought tears to my eyes. I didn't want him to stop.
Both guys came nearly in unison, a beat after I came for a second time. Our cries eventually dwindled down to silence.
"What a shame," Ice said with a sigh. "He passed out."
Chapter Thirteen
Ice
I pushed open the door to Kennedy's room without knocking. It was already ajar, so I figured she wouldn't mind. Besides, I was kinda hoping to catch her off guard, or asleep. I would have woken her up.
I found her lying on her bed on her stomach, her laptop open in front of her. Her mesmerising eyes were focused on the screen. The colours in front of her lit her face. They made her look ethereal, like the goddess she was.
I lay down beside her and looked at her laptop.
"Studying again, I see." I overlapped my hands in front of me and rested my chin on them.
"Unless you've got some method to deliver information into my brain without me reading it, and then outputting it just from my thoughts, then yeah." She glanced over at me and smiled ruefully.
"I'll get on that." I grinned back at her. "But I warn you, it might not be ready until after you finish your degree."
"Figures." She closed the laptop and rolled over onto her back. Her eyes toward the ceiling, she let out a soft breath. "What happened the other day, in your workroom…"
"I'm an open book about all of it. Anything you want to ask me, go ahead and ask." I long ago got past any reservations I had about the things I did. I wasn't going to apologise for a drop of blood spilt, or scream of pain I drew from the people I worked with.
"You've done it a lot?"
