Page 220 of Psycho Beasts

Cobra’s face contorted into an evil grin as he pumped his fingers faster, then leaned forward and bit down on my nipple.

I yelped with surprise and clenched my thighs together as wetness dripped.

Cobra pulled his fingers out of my sopping heat and dragged them slowly across my lips. “You’re going to take all of us, my kitten. You’re going to take our cocks until you understand what it means to be owned by us.”

For the sake of feminists everywhere, I ignored the way my core fluttered when he said they owned me.

I’d worry about it later.

For now, my knees were weak, Ascher’s and Jax’s arms the only things keeping me upright.

Rearing my head back, I spat on Cobra’s face.

The crowd roared.

I sent the shadow snake images of love and support and gave Cobra a wink. “Do it. You won’t,” I mouthed with a taunting sneer.

It was a show, after all.

If I’d been in danger before, now I was dead.

Snake eyes flickered, and Cobra lunged forward, shoving four fingers deep into my pussy while his thumb pressed at my back entrance.

His forearm bunched, face contorted in a sneer, as he pistoned into my heat until I gasped and moaned unintelligibly. “You’re going to take all of us,” he growled.

This time, it was a threat.

He tilted his head back and roared to the crowd, “Take her to the omega!”

Jax and Ascher grabbed me and dragged me over to where Xerxes was still sprawled across the ground, cock out, with bleeding whip wounds dripping down his chest.

His face was a stormy mask, and I sneered back, matching his energy.

From the way his purple eyes glowed brighter, he was also enjoying the drama.

We all were.

Ascher and Jax grabbed my thighs and pulled them apart roughly, holding me atop Xerxes.

I shivered.

Jax’s hand tangled in my hair as he whispered in my ear, “You’ll take him deep.”

“Lie down, omega!”

Xerxes sprawled backward as Cobra slammed the whip across his chest, his knot vibrating faster with each hit.

Ascher’s callused fingers parted my sopping folds as he and Jax lowered me downward. They positioned me, spasming cunt nestled on top of the vibrating tip of Xerxes’s dick.

Jax pulled my hair back roughly, and I moaned.

He stared down at me.

“Do it,” I whispered, showing him with my eyes that it was okay.

That I wanted it.

Ascher and Jax slammed me down on Xerxes’s throbbing cock, and I didn’t have to pretend.

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