“Where do you think you’re going?”
I claw at his hand. “Let me go!” I slap his chest, anything, to give me some space.
Hands grab my ass and slide me back until I feel the ground under my feet, my stomach pressed against the kitchen island.
“Fuck her,” Knox tells Jaxon without breaking eye contact with me. “Break her.”
Dimitri crawls further up the kitchen island as Jaxon spreads me for him and thrusts inside me.
My stomach tightens, my vision blurs, as he doesn’t start gentle. He rams into me, with a force that knocks the wind out of my lungs. It’s too much, the burn so sharp it makes me sob, but he doesn’t let up.
“Don’t,” I moan as his piercings grind inside me. Fuck, I know if he turns me around, they’ll be rubbing against that sweet spot and I’ll be done for.
“Don’t what?” he scoffs and grabs my wrists, pins them together behind my back, and fucks into me. I can’t breathe, can barely think, every thrust forcing a whimper out of me.
“Stop,” I gasp, but it’s not a safe word, just a ball of sound.
Dimitri cups my face. “You’re such a good little toy,” he purrs.
Jaxon chuckles as his hold on my arms tightens, as he uses my body as if it’s owed to him. He’s rougher than he’s ever been, deeper. I thrash, kick back at him, but he just slams into me harder.
My vision fuzzes at the edges, and my body thrums with adrenaline. I press my ass back, wanting it, wanting more, even as I choke out, “Please, not like this, please—”
He yanks my hair, bending my spine near to breaking. “You fucking love it,” he spits, and I do, I do, I do.
“Dimitri, get her mouth,” Knox grunts, his voice shredded, desperate.
Dimitri forces his cock inside my mouth, making my eyes water. I taste the pre-cum and myself on him.
He’s not gentle, none of them are. I want to fucking hate it, but every helpless flail, every time I spit and try to pull off and he justshoves deeper, makes something inside me break a little more, and it’s exactly what I wanted, what I needed.
God, why does this feel so good?
KNOX
She’s a mess. Such a perfect mess.
Tears roll down her red cheeks, whimpers get choked in the back of her throat as Dimitri forces his cock deep, making her gag.
I watch her hands, wanting to be sure she can take everything, that she wants everything.
My cock is throbbing, painful. Fuck, I need her.
Her eyes widen and I watch as Jaxon preps her ass. “You want all of us, you little whore.”
I wait again, but as I see her body give in, drowning in the pleasure, I smile.
“Put her on the floor,” I order and unbuckle my belt.
I see the hesitation of the guys; they don’t want to stop. But tonight, she takes all of us.
At once.
The leather lays in my palm as they move her around. There’s not much fight in her, but she tries to slaps Jaxon as he sucks on her nipple. Still, her body betrays her, her back arches as she moans. Her eyes close and I step towards her.
I wrap my leather belt around her neck and watch how her eyes show a hint of fear.
“You’re mine now, sweetheart.”
