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I wake him in my own way, knowing he won't be upset about it. It's the best thing I could have done because not only does he allow me to use him to chase my demons away, but I also now know the depth of his love for me. The way he savagely takes me and fucks me harder than he ever has, touching places that, for some, may be painful, but I welcome all of it.
Loving someone is painful, both in a good and bad way, and I'm finding out just how much my Lords are sacrificing by loving me the way they do. I know of their pasts and what they have endured growing up, and still, none of it kept them from placing their hearts in my hands and trusting me to keep it safe for them.
When Jett and I are sated, I become trapped on top of him, his cock still inside me as we both find our peaceful slumber. I'm not sure how he did it, but Jett chased away all the demons trying to consume me just a short time ago. I sleep better than I have in days.
“Fuck...uh!” I moanas Jett thrusts into me, waking me up this time, “God...don't stop...”
“Not a fucking chance, baby.”
The first rays of light stream through the curtains' cracks as sunrise approaches. There is enough light to see the need etched into Jett's face. His jaw is clenched, and he bites down on his lower lip. He's restraining himself.
“Damn you, Jett...you are way too good at fucking.” It's not meant to be a joke, and he knows it.
“I'm trying to take it easy on your poor cunt,” he states, “But I had to have you again.”
He rolls us and lifts my leg. I hook it over his hip and grind against him as he thrusts into me. He takes it slowly this morning, but it feels as good as last night. Like the other two Lords, Jett is a phenomenal lover, and I will never deny him when he needs inside me.
“God, yes!” I toss my head back as his head dips, and he takes a nipple into his mouth.
I hear the door open, but I don't bother to look. I already know it's either Fynn or Oakley coming to get their piece of me, most likely. I'm definitely okay with either of them joining; we all need to let off as much steam as possible.
It isn't until Jett rolls us again that I open my eyes, but still, I don't look to see who has joined us. Suddenly, a tongue runs through my crack and down to almost where Jett's cock is stretching me out. The tongue comes back up as hands spread my cheeks. It dips into the tight pucker that will soon be filled with another cock.
When I try to turn my head and look, Jett grabs my face, shaking his head, “You don't need to know who it is that's going to trash that ass of yours. All you need to do is let them.”
He kisses me, and that's when I feel it. Lube is drizzled onto my back hole. Fingers begin to work it, pushing in and out as they prepare me to take their girth. Jett's tongue is dominating mine, and when I start to grind against both him and the fingers behind me, I get a slap to the ass.
Jett rips his mouth away, “Stop being an impatient slut, Lovely. You will get it when we decide,” he grins and then pulls me down and bites into my shoulder.
“Fuck...” I curse, his sharp teeth digging into my sensitive skin.
It doesn't last long, as he growls and glares over my shoulder, “Take her ass already, so I can fuck her!”
The fingers pull out of my ass and are replaced with the head of a cock. Slowly, they work into me, soft whimpers leaving my mouth as I try to relax enough to let them in. They pull out a little and slide back in, going a little further.
“That's it, baby. You are doing so good...take it all,” Jett's voice coos at me as he caresses my head.
The door opens again, and now, all my men are here with me. My head is turned in the opposite direction, so I'm still unable to see anything. The scent of leather hits me, and I know that it is the ever-present musk of Fynn, which means Oakley is the one who has made my ass his home.
“Damn it, Oakley... you're too fucking big for my ass...” I pant.
A chuckle sounds behind me, “It's nice to know you can tell whose cock is inside you, Kitty Cat.”
I won't spoil his way of thinking by telling him that I knew it was Fynn who walked in. Let him believe that I'm capable of telling them apart when they are all so much alike. I smile and open as Fynn steps forward, his cock already in his hand.
“You look like perfection, Little Saint,” he bites his lip while watching me take him deep into my throat.
They don't use me like they usually do when we are together. No, they are lavishing my body, ever-so-slowly, with theirs. Intoxication takes hold, and it feels like I'm sinking deeper into a euphoric bliss as they all begin thrusting in and out.
“Fuck, Kitty Cat...how does your ass feel so tight when we fuck it all the time?” Oakley groans.
“The same way her cunt feels just as tight,” Jett responds, “This body was made for us. Lovely Lina was made to be ours, and we would be fools if we ever let her go.”
“Well, there is no way in hell that I'm ever letting her go,” Fynn growls, “Little Saint will always be our Lady, and we...her Lords. She will never know another fucking cock. Will you?” He stares down at me as he pushes all the way down my throat.
Tears spill at how deep he is, and I hum my agreement.
He grins and swipes at the wetness, “I love your fucking tears, Saint.”
