Page 94 of Their Dark Rose

Falk pinches my clit hard in response. Humiliating me. Getting me high on him.

“She’s going to have it.” He glares down at me. His corded biceps flex, the rose tattoo next to his groin highlighted by the soft glow coming from the hallway. “She’ll have every drop and ask for more. Won’t you, princess?”

“She will,” Mason answers for me, rising to his knees. “She’ll have our seed in her mouth.” He drags a finger on my jaw. “In her pussy.”

I moan, truly needing it so bad.

“In her ass.” Mason licks the top row of his teeth, a violent current emanating from him to me.

Then he squeezes the crown of his cock where his vicious piercings wait for me.

He wants it in my ass. Last month I hadn’t even been kissed.

There’s no way this thing will go in my ass. Yes, I asked him. But now that it’s so close to being real, I can’t fathom the thought.

No. I’ll tear.

I might die.

A surge of anxiety clutches at my chest. My eyebrows shoot up my forehead.

I start to fight, wriggling beneath them. Doing everything I can to escape the men’s hold.

“Stop, Bri, fuck,” Finn curses. Instead of pulling away, he somehow sinks deeper into my mouth. Choking me.

His cock swells in me, more of his precum coating my tongue. The salty taste soothes me. Knowing Falk will come in my pussy soothes me. For a moment, I forget why I fought them in the first place.

“I’m coming.” Finn’s fingers burn my scalp. His hazel eyes burn into my soul. “Don’t even think about fucking swallowing it.”

Oh.

Oh.

He plans on using it as something…

As lube.

Fuck.

Now I remember why I freaked out.

“Take it. Every drop.” Mason’s hand wraps around my throat. He reads Finn’s mind as well as I do, and by how his cock jerks on my breast, he’s all in. “The more you spill out, flower, the worse you’ll hurt later.”

His threat is real. Powerful, scary, and one hundred percent real. I blow my cheeks, pressing my lips on Finn’s cock as he releases his orgasm inside my mouth.

Finn swears and tells me I’m his good girl. His curse words and praise mingle into a dirty and sweet concoction that takes me over the edge.

“I’m close,” Falk grunts, his thrusts erratic and powerful. “You’re squeezing me so good, princess.”

I turn my head to him, screaming with my mouth full. Gasping for air through my nose.

“Motherfucking beautiful,” he hisses, climaxing inside me. His cum burns my womb, filling me with him.

“Let me taste myself on you, baby.” Finn’s warm hand cradles my cheek, drawing me to him. My eyes widen in understanding. Malevolence paints his eyes in pitch-black. “Whatever your pretty little head is scared of, whatever depraved kinky idea is floating up there, yes, that’s exactly what I’m asking you to do. Exactly that.”

While Falk eases himself out of me, Finn seals our lips together. He presses mine open, darting his tongue, talking to me without words. Telling me that yes, he does indeed want me to pass him his own seed.

My stomach coils, another orgasm already building up inside me. These men could hang me upside down and use a belt to whip me, and I’d probably die of multiple orgasms.

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