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Jason’s mouth bites down on my breast so hard I scream into Grant’s mouth, my body stiffening. I scream again as Trip’s teeth latch onto my shoulder. He does it with such force that I know he’s breaking skin. As both of them bite me, Jason’s release spills inside of me. He grunts against my breast as his hips thrust upward. Tears stream down my cheeks hard as their teeth dig into me for dear life.
Grant pulls away with a harsh laugh.
Trip’s hands hook under my arms. He pulls me off Jason, who cries out in protest, and lowers me onto my stomach down on the plush rug. Tears stream down my cheeks as too many emotions boil over. Sniffing, I push myself onto my hands and knees. Trip’s hands grab me by my hips and pull me back hard. I don’t expect it, but with one hard thrust, his dick drives into me. My screech is cut off as my body clenches around his long dick, desperate to find the release that it was denied.
“Oh fuck, you were right, Jay,” Trip hisses.
My body has a mind of its own. I can’t control the way my hips push into Trip’s pelvis or stop the soft whining that slips past my lips.
“That’s right, dollface, let me hear your cries,” Trip growls.
Skin slapping together is the loudest sound in the room. Callused fingers come around my waist and tease my clit. I gasp before my back bows, and I cry out. I shouldn’t be here, shouldn’t be doing this. Hell, these guys shouldn’t be better than all my previous lovers.
Yet here I am, and I can’t stop the pleasure from mounting. My body clenches around Trip as my orgasm billows through me. Trip swears loudly and cries out, “Goddamn it, she’smilkingme!”
That’s when I feel his release jet up into my core. The twitching of his cock keeps my orgasm going and I cry out. I press my ass harder into Trip’s hips as he holds my waist with a bruising grip. After a moment, my body sags. When Trip pulls out of me, I fall flat onto my stomach, breathing heavily. There’s movement behind me. I don’t bother to lift my head. As reality comes crashing back, someone grabs my thighs and spins me around.
“Oh!” I look up into Grant’s harsh smirk. Just like Jason, his mouth is smeared with bright pink lipstick. I can only imagine what my own mouth looks like.
“Enjoying yourself, dollface?”
I shake my head. It’s then that I realize the trembling coursing through my body never stopped. I only realize it because it becomes harder now that they’re done with me. Grant pulls my legs apart to scoot between them on his knees. He laughs. The sound is cold and twisted.
“You have something of mine,” he says.
“N-no.” I shake my head again, not sure what to say or think.
“Yes, and I want it back.” His arms hook under my legs and he brings my hips up, his head down, and suddenly his mouth latches onto my core.
I cry out in surprise as his tongue slides through my folds and deep into my pussy. Though his warm mouth and skilled tongue feel good, I’m overly sensitive after two orgasms. This is the most I’ve ever gone in one night. Squirming, I try to pull away, but Grant’s hold tightens as he eats the mess his friends left in their wake. I groan and squeeze my eyes shut. When Grant pulls his mouth away from between my legs, I think he’s done.
I’m wrong.
Grant’s teeth clamp down so hard onto my inner thigh that I’m afraid he’s going to take a chunk out of me. I scream. I attempt to flail my legs, but he holds them tight as he adds more pressure. I slap at him. This does the trick. He pulls his head away and glares down at me.
“Hit me again, and I’ll make itreallyhurt.”
The warning in his voice causes me to still. Well, Itryto still. The trembling is now full force as I stare up at him in disbelief. His eyes drift over me. The anger on his face disappears as his eyes skim over my body.
“We’ve marked you, dollface. Our deal is now official.” He shoots a look at the others. “She’s ours now.” The satisfaction radiating from him vibrates around me.
Trip laughs. I can’t stomach looking at anyone. Laying on my back, I stare up at the ceiling.
“Well,” Jason starts. “That was fun. I can’t wait to do more of this.”
Seven
More of this? There’s going to bemore?
His words don’t register until I’ve changed back into my clothes, wiped off the lipstick from my face, left Grant’s apartment, and made it back to my place. It’s in the shower that the trembling finally subsides and my heart stops jackhammering. The tears don’t stop though. They didn’t stop when I left their apartment, nor did they slow down when I drove home. They race down my cheeks harder than ever under the hot water and only cease when my eyes flutter shut and sleep finds me when I tuck myself into bed.
I’d gotten out of bed this morning and walked myself through my morning routine as if nothing had happened. I didn’t stop to acknowledge the horrible bruises and tears in my flesh left behind by their teeth, or the hickeys that I hadn’t realized were being made while I was distracted. There wasn’t a moment on my drive into work that I thought about how my body is pleasantly sore. Or how I was forced to wear some ridiculous, too-small Halloween costume. No, I certainly didn’t crawl across the floors on my hands and knees toward a student that goes to this very college I work at.
Nope. None of that happened.
“Oh, an email from the dean!” Megan whispers excitedly as the student I helped walks away. I look over at her. It’s weird not having Jonathan here with me today, but I can’t blame him for taking a day off.
“What does it say?” My heart skips a beat before going into overdrive.
