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The cool metal of the ride bites into my skin when I lean back, gasping for air. My breasts rise and fall rapidly, begging for their lips to attach around my puckered nipples.
“Good girl,” Ash purrs, studying my breasts in the pale moonlight mixed with the beautiful red and blues illuminated by the Ferris wheel, bouncing off my flesh.
“Now take off your shorts and hand your panties over,” Asher demands, holding out a hand and curling his fingers. His jaw clenches when I don’t immediately bend over and do as he asks.
“Make me,” I grit my teeth, snarling in his direction. If he wants my damn panties, he can come take them off with his fucking teeth.
“Asher has officially entered the ring,” Rad whispers with a grin, eyeing Asher as he falls to his knees in the confined space and crawls to me with determination.
Raising a brow, he silently questions me again with every slide in my direction. I sit firm. Our cart sways as he inches closer and closer, finally settling in front of me. His lip peels back when he leans closer, a breath away from my lips.
“Be a good little brat and take your panties off for me,” he whispers with demand, wrapping his long fingers around my throat. My breath shudders when he takes control, tightening his hold around my throat and squeezing until my heartbeat pounds against his palm.
“Take them off, and I’ll let them fuck you,” he whispers an inch from my lips, teasing me with the tip of his tongue.
“Make. Me,” I hiss in defiance, begging Asher to yank down my shorts and panties and hate fuck me into oblivion.
Having Asher Montgomery on his knees, staring lustful hate vehemently into my eyes, should scare the panties directly off me. Instead, empowerment fills me, and my courage grows. No matter what happens, he will work for this pussy after everything he’s ever said to me.
“Oh, Pretty Girl. You’re asking for it,” Rad chuckles, drawing circles on my inner thigh.
“Take off her damn shorts and then her panties,” Asher demands Rad, never taking his eyes off mine. He holds me with his stare, a cocky smirk pulling the edge of his lips.
“As you wish,” Rad hums, not waiting for my approval.
When Rad works my shorts and panties down my legs, I don’t fight him. Even when I’m bare for the world to see and the chilly breeze puckers my nipples, I don’t swat him away as I should because I want this. I want to be at their mercy under Asher’s intense stare. I want them to fuck me in this stupid metal cart high above the city with only the wind as our witness.
With a grin, Rad hands Asher my panties without hesitation.
“Look at me,” Asher whispers, a breath away from my lips again.
Bringing my thong to his nose, he inhales deeply and shuts his eyes with a groan of approval. The noises he makes go straight to my dripping pussy, convulsing around nothing.
“You are wet for us, aren’t you? Do you want them to fuck you, Little Brat? Do you want their cocks so deep inside you that you feel them for the next few days?” Asher whispers, loosening his grip on my throat.
Straightening my thong until the moist material glistens in the lights, Asher runs the length of his tongue along the fabric with a guttural groan, reveling in my arousal.
“Now,” he rasps with dilated eyes. Undoing his pants, he settles himself on the bench across from us. “I want you to fuck them,” he demands once again, bringing his massive dick out through the fly of his jeans. He moans, wrapping my panties around his aching cock, and slowly strokes himself. Never taking his eyes off me as he does. Up and down my panties go, gliding over his hardened dick.
“Do you do this often?” I rasp, looking between the four of them with wonder.
“What’s that?” Kieran groans, sucking on my neck. His fingers roam, squeezing my tit and pinching my nipple.
“Sharing like this,” I moan, leaning my head back and falling into the pleasurable sensations taking over my body.
Silence fills the caged car. Nothing but my heavy breaths fill the air. I peek an eye open, greeted by their heat-filled gazes when they look at one another and shake their heads.
“I’m not in the habit of sharing what’s mine,” Asher says with finality, a growl brewing in the back of his throat as he strokes himself with my panties again, picking up speed. “But for you? For them? It seems to be a packaged deal.”
“Only twice before,” Rad whispers, sucking my nipple into his mouth. “With you. Kieran and Callum. Those were the only times.”
My breaths shudder again, and I loudly cry out. My voice echoes through the cage, and I’m sure if there were other people here, they’d know exactly what we were up to in this isolated cage—raised high in the sky with no soul in sight.
“Turn around,” Rad says, twirling his finger. “Put your ass in the air and let me finally fuck my pussy raw.” Possession seizes his voice, knocking it into a low growl.
I moan when I lean down, putting my elbows on the bench and my knees on the floor. Rad runs a finger down my spine and spreads my cheeks, blowing his warm breath down my crack. Digging his fingers into my hips, he lines himself up, dragging himself through my arousal dripping out of my cunt.
“You remember what I said before, right, Pretty Girl? There will never be a barrier between us ever again. There hasn’t been for three weeks, and now is no exception,” he rasps, collecting my hair into his fist, and pulling my back against his chest. “You’re the only one I’ve gone raw with,” he breathes into my neck. “The only one I want to feel pulsating around my bare cock.”
