Page 47 of Their Dark Rose

Even though it isn’t what I want. I want him. To keep choking on him.

I grip his hips, shamefully pulling him to me.

“That’s it.” His piercings are on my tongue, teeth, and throat.

Trying to take him in while I’m trying to breathe is a hardship.

Not like he cares. He fucks me harder, his balls slapping my chin.

I’m embarrassed by the loss of control I have over my saliva. Disgusted by it.

Finn is anything but. He runs his hand up to my cheek, avoids touching his brother’s cock as he gathers some of my spit on his fingers. He groans into my shoulder, sucking mercilessly on my flesh while his wet fingers find my nipple.

He’s rubbing my own saliva into me. Using it to arouse me.

And I’m sick to enjoy it. As his brother abuses my mouth.

A feral moan rips from me. I arch my back forward for more of Mason, tilting my ass back for Finn.

“Pretty little girl.” Finn adjusts himself behind me, then places his cock between my thighs.

Not in my ass, not in my pussy. Just leaves it there while my body rocks to Mason’s rhythm.

“Clench around me,” Finn commands, and I do.

Any hate or humiliation I should feel is nonexistent. I’m here to do as they please. Let them touch me too. To have them on me, no matter how.

I didn’t ask for this. Would’ve never told them to touch me.

Yet I’m glad they are. I’m scared and yet I’m safe. I’m home.

Another shadow closes in on us.

Falk.

The venom in his eyes has lessened. His sweats no longer cover him.

“My brothers take good care of you.” He pulls his lips in, stroking himself.

A moan, or a whimper, or something leaves my mouth, my eyes blinking away tears.

“Jesus, what are you doing to me?” Mason groans, swelling in my mouth. “I’m going to come.”

“Come with him.” Finn rubs my clit, pinching my nipple. “Be a good girl and come with my brother.”

I’m close, my cheeks blazing, and my muscles straining with how much I need this orgasm. With how much I need Mason’s.

“That’s good, princess.” Falk tilts his head, his voice becoming hoarse. “Real good. I hope you don’t expect the same from me.”

Mason’s jerks become erratic. “Close your eyes,” he mutters through clenched teeth.

I don’t look at Falk anymore. My eyes are closed like Mason said.

The rest, Mason does himself.

His grip on my head tightens, and he shoves me back, his hand hitting Finn’s forehead. Finn doesn’t budge, rubbing me faster, demanding me to come.

“Fuck!” Mason explodes all over my face the same moment my climax takes over me.

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