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“Look at me,” Manson said, and I lifted my eyes. There was a whole cocktail of hormones rushing through my bloodstream, and the chemical reaction left me feeling high. “Don’t look away.” He pulled almost fully out of me before he thrust in again, dragging a shattered cry from my lips. “I want to see your face when I pump you full.”
Even though I wanted to squeeze my eyes shut tight, I didn’t. I held Manson’s gaze, overwhelmed by the rising wave of pleasure and pain. Vincent reached down, rubbing his fingers over my clit as Manson pounded into me.
“Can’t come again!” I cried, legs wiggling helpless. “Oh, please, Vince, please, I can’t, I’m so sensitive, it hurts...”
“You’re going to come anyway, baby,” he said, his tone gentle but firm, leaving no room for argument. “You’re going to be a good girl and come all over Manson’s cock, understand?”
“Yes, sir,” I barely nodded. My body was completely beyond my control and they manipulated me like it was nothing. Every inch of me clenched and trembled. I was weeping, but the tears that streaked down my cheeks weren’t a bad thing — it was a relief to cry, scream, and struggle as the pleasure took hold.
Jason kissed my cheek as I came, saying, “Such a good girl, Jess, that’s it. Feels so good, doesn’t it?”
“God, look at you shake,” Lucas said. “Gorgeous little thing. Scream for us, go on, let it out.”
I did — it was so much. It was pleasure and pain, degradation and praise, cruelty and love. And I was bursting apart; I was a bundle of nerves and desire and satiated need as Manson came inside me.
***
“Mm, pass me anotherpeanut butter cup, please?”
It was 4am and the bathroom smelled like chocolate and weed. We lay in the tub, the jacuzzi jets blasting, the hot water filling the air with steam. Jason fumbled with the bag of candy, his eyes half closed, sunk down in the water up to his chin. He passed me the treat, and I added its wrapping to the little pile on the edge of the tub behind me.
“You’re never going to get to sleep if you keep eating all that sugar,” Manson said. His eyes were fully closed; I’d thought he was already asleep. Lucas had knocked out, and his head was slumped against Manson’s shoulder as he snored.
“Trust me, I’ll be able to sleep,” I said. “I feel like I need to recover for a week after this.”
“As you should,” Vincent said, passing me the joint. His long hair was tied up into a messy bun to keep it out of the water. He tugged Jason closer, wrapping his arm around him with a soft sigh. “We should probably get out soon anyway. I’m getting all pruney.”
“I think weallneed to recover for a week,” Jason said, stretching as he sat up. “You’ve got a dangerous pussy, Jess. It sucked out my soul.” He tried to stand up, slipped, and sloshed water all around the tub. I started laughing, and Lucas blinked his eyes rapidly as he woke up.
“Shit,” he groaned, rubbing his eyes. “I gotta get to bed. Benji is supposed to call in the morning. I don’t wanna miss it.”
He’d been looking forward to that call with his brother all week. Apparently, there was a chance Benji was going to be released from prison early for good behavior. But Lucas would find out more during that phone call tomorrow. As excited as he was about it, he was obviously nervous too. He hadn’t talked to Benji in years.
“Alright, let’s get out,” Manson said. Water streamed down his chest as he stood up, then carefully stepped out of the tub and wrapped a towel around his waist. I’d lost track of time while we relaxed in the tub, and the hot water had eased the stress out of all my muscles. Between my legs, however, was still particularly sore.
Standing in front of the mirror, I quickly fixed my wet hair into a single long braid. Seeing that collar sitting around my neck, glistening and beautiful, made me smile uncontrollably. I leaned toward the mirror, tracing my finger along the slim ring.
Manson wrapped arms around me from behind, resting his head on top of mine. “Do you like it?” he said. “Jason was pretty sure that’s the one you wanted.”
“It’s perfect.” I turned around and kissed him. “It’s exactly what I wanted.”
He smiled. “That’s all I wanted to hear, angel. It looks beautiful on you.”
“Comeon. Bed. Now.” Lucas tugged on Manson’s hand, trying to drag him out of the bathroom. “I’m going to fall asleep standing up.”
We’d pushed two King-sized mattresses together for our monstrosity of a bed. There was plenty of room for all of us, and we had heaped the bed with blankets and pillows. I thought the size was absolutely luxurious. It was a warm and comfortable nest; one of my favorite places in the house.
Jason and Vincent were already in bed. I ran ahead of Lucas and Manson so I could leap toward the mattress, landing softly in the mounds of pillows. Vincent and Jason immediately snuggled close to me, while Manson and Lucas crawled into bed. Not one of them had even bothered to put on underwear.
Lucas wrapped his arm around my waist, sighing tiredly, and Manson settled in behind him. The bed had enough space for us to stretch out, and throughout the course of the night we would end up sprawled away from each other. But as we fell asleep, we were almost always piled together in a heap.
As tired as I was, before I closed my eyes, I had to ask, “So...during the roleplay earlier...what you said about getting me pregnant...what was that all about?”
Manson snickered, “I never thought I had a kink for that. But that was really fucking sexy.”
Vincent laughed. “Yeah, admittedly, I never thought I’d be into it either. But damn, talking to you like that, filling you up until you were so messy...” He exhaled a long breath. “That was amazing.”
“I mean, what you all were saying aboutbreedingand knocking me up...” It felt almost silly to talk about that way, comically sexual. We’d never played that way before, I’d never even thought about it. But now that we’d tried it, I liked it far more than I expected to.
