But I hear Rory groan, “Bloody hell…forty-seven seconds.”
Seth turns to Jude. “How the hell?—”
“I’m a doctor,” Jude interrupts, squaring his shoulders proudly as he strides toward me and strokes my cheek with the backs of his knuckles. It sends a hot burst right to my core. “I’ll be looking forward to those gorgeous breasts of yours, Babydoll. But don’t worry. I’ll still let you watch.”
SCORE!
“Pleasepleaseplease!”I beg when they remove the gag.
“Very soon,” Raphael assures me.
I close my eyes, panting, struggling. I don’t know how much more I can take. The cold wind slaps my bare pussy. My clit and nipples are engorged from the clamps.
Everything is raw. Every twitch of muscle sends a searing, splintering pain through my leg. I feel so weak.
Do I regret running? No. Do I regret not escaping and being lost in the woods somewhere, probably catching pneumonia? Maybe.
“Rory,” Raphael utters.
One word. One name.
When I open my eyes, I find all of them have stripped down. Wet clothes on the ground. Nothing but skin and mountains of muscles. And their features are so dark and hungry, they’re animalistic.
Rory’s crown piercing winks at me as he takes his place between my thighs, bearing to his left to avoid brushing the arrow in my other leg. I wince when he holds up his beast of a shaft. It’s too heavy to rise, but he rubs it against my slick labia.
“I’ve been a’waiting for this, Firecracker.”
He slowly dips the crown in until he’s rimming my hole, sending a cold rubbing sensation with the piercings.
God help me! With him so aroused, all this buildup, he looks nearly an inch longer!
“Rory, Red, I-I can’t?—”
He grips my chin, hard and unrelenting. “Aye, ye can, and ye will take me. I’m goin’ to fuck the hell out of ye. Ye want the socio, the sadist. And you want this dick. Beg for it.”
Tears sting my throat at the thought of his invasion. I’m still sore from Raphael. And after Rory, there are still three more.
“We feed on each other. You and me,” he purrs against my lips before sinking his teeth into the lower one. “And tonight? This pretty cunt is goin’ to feed on my cock. So, fucking beg.”
Throwing him my worst razored glare, I spit out, “Ugh, give it to me and get it over with, you depraved demon from the bowels of hell!”
I prepare myself, trying to relax and soften, expecting him to slam right in. My lips part in awe as he slides in slowly, one inch at a time. Oh, god! It still hurts and burns, stretching my opening. I can’t help it. My inner muscles clench, trying to force him out. The dungeon feels like a nightmare. I can’t believe he still got that thing all the way up my ass.
“Ahh, fuck, Briella. Ye feel so bloody good.”
I’ll probably be bloody by the time he’s done.
Hot shimmers of pleasure radiate from his invasion. His body shakes, and I realize it’s from his control. Because he’s not just ramming into me. He’s shaking. I’m trembling. He rasps his beard against my lips before opening my mouth beneath his, kissing me fiercely. Then, he pushes in another inch. I moan and gasp into his mouth.
He circles his hips, making one rotation before pausing from my mouth, pulling back to inspect me with the most wicked grin I’ve ever seen.
And then…he slams into me, impaling me on that monster—all the way to the hilt.
“GoddamnyousonofafuckingScottishpriiick!” I scream, dragging out the last vowel at the same time that he throws his head back and roars his laughter.
“Wow! Ain’t that a sight!” Seth remarks, watching his partner fuck me.
“Ahh, Lass. The way that sweet pussy is gripping me? Ye’ll make me come far too soon.”
