If I could scream, I would. But all of it is locked inside, my body still and silent, and it makes this so much moreintense.
The collar around my neck – the clamps around my nipples, Jenson’s fingers inside me – it feels as if I’m going to shatter any moment.
But only on the inside.
And the way they’re talking, as if I can’t hear them, has me melting. “You should feel the way she fluttered against my tongue. All her muscles clenching.”
The second slap Jenson delivers to my pussy isn’t hard, but the sound still echoes as the flutters spike in a brutal wave.
“We’re going to use your pussy now, Briar. Stretch it out on our cocks.”
They haven’t even been inside me yet.
And then there are hands beneath me, gentle and coaxing. Lifting me, and pulling my legs apart. I’m settled carefully against a warm chest, large hands wrapping around my back and stroking down my spine.
And between my legs, something hard nudges.
Kai. This is Kai, my knees spread on either side of his hips as I sprawl over him and he holds me in place. His hand tangles in my hair, stroking it back as he adjusts me so my cheek is pressed against his heart, listening to the beat.
It’s a stretch. Almost a slight burn, but it feels so good as Kai carefully pushes inside me that the small noise sounds from my throat again, my cords aching.
I can’t do anything buttakehis cock. Kai can do what he wants. Fuck me hard, or slow. And that suddenly feels like a whole new form of torture.
Because I want more.
It’s like he hears me for a minute or two. When he’s fully inside, my body pressed against his, he pulls out and thrusts in again, my body rocking against him as he uses his feet to balance. His hands slide down to grip my hips, and my head bounces against his chest from the movement.
And then he slows. I could cry, that building wave inside me subsiding as the head of his cock prods at me. He pushes in again, just slightly.
And there’s something else. Something else long, and hard. A second pair of hands on my hips, as Kai returns his touch to my back, petting me again.
A hand connects with my ass, the slap ringing out. And another, on the other side, before fingers run across my skin. “Feels a little bit like you’re our own little slave, Briar.”
River. And his words – fuck.Fuck.His voice is darker than I’ve heard it, low and almost threatening.
It does something to me. My body is on fire.
And not just because of his words. Because he’s pushing in, he and Kai together, and it stretches and burns and I can’tmove—
Lips press to my back as he leans over me, until I’m pressed between them both. “Such a pretty little slave. How does it feel to have three masters, Briar? To know we’re using your cunt exactly as we want?”
They’re moving. Not thrusting, but I feel so full that I’m glad. They’re going to break me. I can’t –I can’t.
“You love this.” A hand beneath my chin. Pushing my hair back, as Jenson’s words brush my face. “Love being used by us.”
Yes.
A low groan from beneath me. River swears. “She’s gripping us so tightly.”
The clamps attached to my nipples push against Kai’s chest.
I’m drowning in my own desire, and I can’t do a thing about it.
Something cool and slick presses above where River is gently thrusting inside me. Panic floods me for a moment as they both slow to a stop, their cocks heavy and full inside me. That’s not my pussy. It’s tighter, as a finger presses against it. River’s hands spread my cheeks wide.
They’re not going to hurt me.
“That’s right.” Jenson whispers the words as if I’ve spoken aloud. “We’re taking care of you. And you can take a little more.”
