Page 12 of Psycho Saviors

“I think you should suck my dick, little one. I want to see what the big deal is,” he said after a moment of eyeballing me like candy.

I looked to Julian with wide eyes, and his jaw set.

“C’mon, he can’t help you. Do this, and maybe I’ll let you go,” Mr. Compensating said as he cupped his dick.

I swallowed down the disgust rising, knowing his words were a lie. Then again, I’d believed the Silvestri brothers. But he was covering himself by saying maybe.

I knew there wasn’t a chance in hell he’d let me go, even if I gave him the best blow-job of his miserable life.

I stared at Julian, and he gave me the slightest nod. Great, even he knew it was best for me to go along with this.

I was sick of men shoving their dicks down my goddamn throat.

“On your knees, bitch,” Mr. Compensating ordered.

I slid off the bed, falling to my knees as disgust and hatred flared in my gut. This fucker would pay. I hoped Cristian flayed him.

“That’s right, be a good thing,” he said as he undid his pants, his dick bouncing free.

At least the brothers had nice-looking dicks. This thing was a pencil dick, although it had length. Guess he had been compensating for something.

“Wow, looks like you were compensating,” Julian remarked with a laugh, and Pencil Dick shot him a filthy look.

“I’m going to make her swallow me, then I’m going to fuck your little whore. Taint her for you,” he snapped.

A part of me wondered if Julian was trying to goad him to get him away from me. Either way, it wasn’t working.

Julian’s eyes locked with mine as Pencil Dick positioned himself before me.

“Open wide, little slut.” Pencil Dick caught my head, tilting it back so that I was in the perfect position for him. I ground my teeth together, and he scowled.

“Don’t make me force you, bitch.”

I flicked my gaze to Julian, whose dark eyes bored into mine. He gave that small nod again, and I opened my mouth.

It wasn’t like he was the one taking this filthy dick into his mouth.

“That’s right,” he grunted as he slid into my mouth. “Maybe when I cut your head off, I’ll save it. Fuck your body and pretty little mouth long after you’ve gone cold.”

Well, that confirmed my beliefs. He’d lied, not that I’d believed him for a second.

“Just so you know, she bites,” Julian smirked, winking at me as I stared at him in an effort to ignore the cock in my mouth.

Did he really mean… then again, I was going to die more than likely.

He’d wanted to hurt Kenny too.

I didn’t even think as I crunched down with all my might, the coppery hot blood flooding my mouth as Pencil Dick screamed, hitting notes I’d not thought possible. He yanked back instinctively, and I didn’t release, shocking myself as his body stumbled backwards, his length still in my mouth.

Holy fuck.

“Fuck!” he shrieked, crumpling to the floor as he pathetically tried to cover the spurting wound between his legs, his pants around his knees.

I coughed and spat out the bloody, mangled cock, spitting out the blood that was threatening to choke me. I hadn’t expected so much to flood my mouth, then again, biting off dicks wasn’t my usual everyday piece of fun.

“You fucking bitch! I’ll kill you!” he roared, his face twisted in horrid agony and pain as he rolled on the floor.

I stared, frozen with blood dribbling down my face as Julian seized his chance, launching forward and wrapping his free arm around Pencil Dick’s neck and tugging him close.

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