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He’s thicker than Royal, but he doesn’t care, driving his cock into me.
As he pulls out, I drop down onto Gemini.
“Fuck, yes,” Gemini grunts over my cries. “That feels good.”
Syn sets his hands down on Gemini’s thighs, but behind the mask, his eyes are locked on mine. “What about Royal?”
My mind and body feel like they’re being pulled in all directions, but I turn, opening my mouth.
Royal rips off his condom then feeds himself into my mouth, hissing as he wraps his fingers back around my hair.
Then, with no warning, Syn starts thrusting into me. Over and over, harder and harder. His movements are dictating all of mine. He forces himself deep inside me, and as he pulls out, I’m forced to take Gemini. Meanwhile, Royal’s hands are wrapped tightly in my hair.
I’ve no way of making them stop, and I’m not even sure Syn would listen at this point. And yet, I don’t want to stop.
But I don’t think that’s my choice anymore, either.
“I’m gonna come,” Royal blurts out, the only warning I have before hot liquid hits the back of my throat.
Somehow, I manage to swallow it down, then Royal pulls his cock free. I barely have a chance to catch my breath as Syn’s somehow managed to go faster. If I had any ability left to think, I’d be impressed, but he’s about to make me come again.
Behind me, Gemini curses, and his fingertips dig harder into my hips. He jerks twice, and it’s enough for me to orgasm.
I come hard, and this time, any pain I’ve been feeling is gone.
But Syn doesn’t slow.
I catch his gaze from behind the mask, and under the hair that’s now falling over his forehead, his golden eyes look almost black.
Fueled by whatever’s possessing him, he continues to pound into me, until suddenly, he stops. He pulls himself out, but he’s straight onto his feet, pulling his condom off with one hand, the other working his cock just as furiously as he’d been thrusting into me. Then he grabs the collar, pulling my head up to look at him as he covers my face in his cum.
Breathing heavily, he glowers at me. He looks like he’s about to say something, but instead, he turns and jumps off the altar before marching up the steps.
I stay frozen in place until Royal crouches down to help me off Gemini.
The feeling of my orgasms is quickly fading, but the drugs and alcohol seem to be keeping my body numb to all the aches and pain I should be feeling. My legs feel like they’re going to give out on me, but it’s not from anything that’s happened.
“You okay there, little perv?” Royal asks me. He’s all grins and puffed chest, completely oblivious to the fact that I’m still frozen in place.
From the way Syn dresses, and from his future goal of being the next president, I always assumed he didn’t have any tattoos.
He does.
Hidden behind his robe, then unnoticed as he was fucking me.
But he has one. One just above his cock, and I saw it clearly before he walked away.
Six letters, each barely a centimeter in height:
XXXVII
Thirty-seven.
I sink to the ground, my heart pounding, but it’s panic that’s surging through me.
Thirty-seven reasons. Is that what my brother meant?
Gemini crouches down beside me, using one of the robes to wipe Syn’s cum off my face. “You need to go easy. The way Syn was going, I’m surprised he didn’t make me rip your ass to pieces. You’re going to be sore as fuck in a few hours.”
He’s trying to give me some guidance on aftercare, but my gaze has drifted to his cock. Just above it, in the same font, are the same six letters: XXXVII.
I look at Royal’s cock, and it’s there, too.
Suddenly, everything is fueled by the sheer panic that races through me. I grab the robe Gemini was using and shove him away as I scramble back to my feet. My body should be protesting every movement, but I feel nothing as I run down the altar and up the stairs.
