Page 29 of Where Angels Fall

“Is your pussy sore?” I ask, already knowing the answer.

She nods slowly.

I stand, walking slowly around her, crouching behind her. My hands softly grip the round globes of her ass, watching the cum dribble out of both of her holes. Red and swollen, her cunt looks absolutely fucking delicious. Used beyond what she’s ever experienced. I can’t help but slide a thick finger into her, loving the way her back arches and the sounds she makes.

“Your pussy is overflowing with cum, Angel,” I continue to slowly finger her, listening to the salacious sounds of it squelching in and out of her. “So fucking filthy, aren’t you?”

She slumps when I take my hands off her, her eyes finding me as soon as I step back into her vision.

“Up,” I demand.

Watching her sit back on her heels with her trembling muscles makes me feel beyond satisfied. I do this to her. Noone can make her feel the way I have her feeling right now.

I reach out my cum-covered finger.

“Suck it.”

She eyes it wearily, but she listens, bringing her lips to my finger and wrapping them around it. Her eyes flutter closed as her tongue swirls around the digit, and I nearly bust in my pants at the feel of it. By the end of the night, she’ll be doing that to my cock.

“We aren’t finished yet, Angel,” I grit out, forcing my cock not to blow.

This makes her pop off my finger and stare up at me with wide, frantic eyes.

“I can’t take anymore,” she sobs, and it has me smiling down at her. “Please, Ash. It hurts.”

“I know it hurts, baby,” I pout, taunting her. “I know. But you need to give me more. Just one more... Can you give that to me, baby?”

Dark eyes flick between mine. And when she doesn’t fight me, I growl.

“Good fucking girl.”

Chapter 12

Maddison

I'm in sensory overload. Every touch I receive sparks electricity across my skin. Every sound, every moan, every grunt echoes in my mind. The floor underneath my knees and palms bites into my skin.

And the warm, rough, calloused palm of Ash's hand touching my face feels like everything. I can't pretend that I'm not touch-deprived, especially with the way my head nuzzles into his hand, chasing the feeling. The way my body lights up when these men touch me, grip me, pinch me, and hold me.

Far away in my mind, I know this is wrong. These men are savages, and they're taking everything from me. But right now, I let myself enjoy it. Even the way my pussy throbs with an ache I've never felt before, feels absolutely divine in this moment.

The life I live, trying to be beyond perfect, doesn't exist in this club. In this dirty, rundown club, I'm someone else. Someone who doesn't have to think, someone who doesn't have to act. All I have to do right now is feel… and I feel everything.

I can feel cum running down my thighs. I can feel it dribbling from the tight hole between my cheeks. I feel bruises forming over my skin from the way the men manhandled me. I can feel my heart beating fast in my chest. And I can feel Ash's eyes on me, just inches away.

I told him I couldn't handle any more. And I think part of it is true... but a part of me also wants him to keep pushing me. I don't want this to end, because I know the moment I leave this club, I'm Maddison again. I'm no longer Angel or baby girl or whatever they want to call me. I'm the perfect, proper Maddison, and I'm not ready to go back to her.

Ash looks at me in a way that no one has ever looked at me. He told me I looked beautiful getting fucked by his men. And in this moment, I believe him; I feel beautiful. The way his eyes fall into mine makes me feel beautiful. And I know it's so silly, so damn stupid to trust a word that comes out of this man's mouth, but his brute honesty tells me he's not lying.

A shiver of fear racks through me as I hold his gaze. The man still terrifies me. This place still terrifies me. Something in his eyes, showing his unhinged manner, makes me feel nervous. The way his emotions swing back and forth, never staying in one place for long, makes me apprehensive. Though right now my body wants more.

And he wants to give me more.

His thumb slides under my eye, collecting a tear that leaks down slowly. “My seconds,” Ash murmurs. “I think they feel a little left out.”

I'm not sure what he means by that, my mind a foggy haze as my brows pinch together. He nods, beside me, towards Kai and Kaleb.

“I want you to make them feel good. They've had a hard day today,” his warm breath kisses my lips as my own heaves in and out of me.