Page 36 of The Aftermath

“What’s wrong, baby? You wanted more than one.”

“I want you, Silas. Not him.” The man steps back, his cock still in hand, as Silas comes back into view. He lowers his jeans and pulls his cock free, stepping closer to me.

“You want my cock tearing into your pussy? That what you want?”

“Yes,” I groan.

“You’re getting both,” he says. I start to shake my head when I feel the other man move in behind me. His cock teases my ass, and I gasp at the feeling. Silas laughs before telling someone to unhook my legs. They do so quickly, and I lift my legs and wrap them around his waist. He presses kisses to my neck and groans against me.

Then I feel a cock, pushing into my ass, and I tense up.

“Relax, Angel. We’re going to fuck you so good. You’re going to come all over my cock like the good little whore you are,” he tells me, causing my pussy to clench around him already. The man behind me pushes in, and I cry out slightly. It’s too much. Both of them are too much for me. I’m too full, but then they both start to move inside me, and the air leaves my lungs.

Silas keeps his hands plastered to my ass, pulling me open for the other guy.

“Do it,” he grinds out, but he isn’t talking to me. He’s talking to whoever is in my ass. The guy starts moving, fucking my ass like I’ve he owns it. Silas keeps me spread for him as he thrusts in and out. I whimper and gasp at the sheer feel of him inside me when I feel Silas’s cock twitch. Every nerve in my body is firing off one by one, and I can’t control any of it.

The man behind me moves harder and faster, and I’m already panting for air when Silas begins to move, too. I scream this time, and it echoes off the walls. I close my eyes and let them take me. I’ve never felt anything like this before. I’m so full, so turned on.

The two of them keep fucking me when another steps up next to us. He reaches in between us and finds my clit. He doesn’t even need to do anything because as soon as he touches it, I go off. I clench, clamping down around both of them as I come calling Silas’s name.

I feel both cocks swell inside me, and I can’t hold back the sounds leaving my throat right now. Everything is too much, too overwhelming, and when Silas thrusts in one last time, my body explodes. I didn’t think I could come again so quickly, but I am, and it feels so damn good. My fingers clutch the chains as they both fill me. I’m panting, out of breath, and so fucking sated.

The man behind me pulls out, causing me to whine, but Silas keeps his hold on me. Someone moves to the chains and unhooks my wrists, letting them fall around Silas’s neck. I keep them there, wrapped around him as his cock twitches inside of me.

I hear footsteps, the others leaving the room, as I try to catch my breath. I drag my nails down the back of Silas’s neck and earn a growl from him.

When he finally pulls out, I let my feet hit the floor. I can feel cum running out of both holes, and for the briefest of seconds, I’m embarrassed. I look down at my feet when Silas looks up at me. He grabs my chin and forces me to look at him.

“That was it, Angel. No other man will be inside you ever again except for me.” I nod my head and he presses his lips to mine. When he pulls back I turn and head for the room with him right behind me.

“Who were the others?”

“Do you really want to know?” he asks. Now that I think about it, I don’t. I shake my head and he smirks at me. “I didn’t think so. But I can promise you if any of them touch you after this, I’ll cut off their fingers.” I know he’s not lying; he’s done it before.

I walk into the bathroom and clean myself before putting on clean clothes as he walks in.

“You’re really going to have to stop cutting up my clothes,” I tell him.

“I like you naked. And no periods mean you don’t need clothes on ever,” he says with an evil smirk. I roll my eyes, and he slaps his hand across my ass. I yelp, but then he’s there, pulling me back into his arms.

“I’m never letting you go, Angel.”

Chapter 19

Silas

Time has dragged on slowly. We’ve spent the majority of our time at Chaos just hanging out with Hunter and Hoax. It’s been a nice reprieve, but now it’s time to go back. The ceremony is tonight and my stomach is in knots. I’ve relayed all the information I had to Matt, but he already knew the mayor was dead. Shit, everyone knew. The cops still can’t find who did it.

As far as my dad goes, I asked Matt to wait until after the ceremony. I didn’t give him a reason, and I didn’t let on that his life would be forfeit as well then. I dropped Angel off with Tamsyn to get ready while I got ready with the guys. Now I stand, ready to get this shit over with, and I pray Matt keeps to his word. I’d hate to have to make a scene here at the ceremony, but I’ll do it, and we all know it.

I zoned out for a lot of it, except for when Tamsyn decided to challenge another princess for Rylan. I can’t say I didn’t see that coming, but I was shocked as fuck when she actually killed her. I wasn’t sure Tamsyn had it in her, but I guess we all do things for love. When it’s our turn, I do what’s necessary and take The Oath with Angel. Allowing her to go back to the line is what kills a piece of me. I didn’t want to let her go.

When hoods are placed over our heads and our hands are tied behind our backs, I lose it. I scream, losing my shit, and when I hear Angel screaming from pain, I’m amped and ready for a war. It isn’t until the branding iron touches my flesh that I wonder what the hell is going on.

At some point, I passed out, and when I woke up, we were dumped in the middle of nowhere. Luckily for us, Hunter had our backs. When everything was said and done, we all decided to move to Florida. That’s where we’ve been since then.

“What are you thinking about?” Angel asks as she scoots closer to me, laying her head on my shoulder.

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