Page 96 of Their Dark Rose

“O-okay,” I mumble, barely, not really sure what I’m agreeing to but doing it, anyway.

“That’s our girl.” Mason releases me.

I crash right back to the bed, my head bouncing on the mattress. The only one I see is the gloriously naked Finn, but I feel all of their attention on me.

Of their possession.

“Fuck her, Mase.” Falk moves on the bed beside Finn, eying me as he talks to his older brother. “Don’t show her mercy. She has more tears in her. More tears that belong to us.”

Mason doesn’t reply verbally, instead dragging three fingers from my clit to my ass. He nudges them in to the first knuckle, and I sigh at how nice it is. Until it isn’t. When he pushes further in to the second, the torture becomes intolerable.

The tears my godfathers were eager to coax out of me rain down and stain my cheeks.

“Please,” I tell Finn, reaching an arm out. “I can’t.”

“No.” Hazel-colored eyes answer my unasked question for me. “Unless you say stop, there’s no fucking way you’re getting out of this. Besides, this is one experience you won’t want to miss out on.”

“How do you know? No one’s ever been in your”—I scream when Mason pulls out of me in one swift motion, leaving me hollow, desperate to feel the pain again—“Oh, my God.”

“I’m offended, little rose.” Finn talks casually as if Mason isn’t kneeling behind me, nudging the throbbing, pierced head of his cock past my clenched rim. “You don’t think I’m kinky enough to at least try and get off on pegging.”

The words holy shit, that’s so fucking hot flit through my head. But they don’t leave my mouth. They stay right there because my mind goes blank the second Mason shoves more of himself into my tight hole. “Your ass, flower. Fuck. Me.”

I suck in a breath, a small, insufficient one. It’s the best I can do, considering Mason has me so entirely full.

His hands are on my hips, dragging me on his cock, pressing my ass to his thighs. Violently so, possessing me.

I feared what his piercings would do to me down there. Feared he’d tear me apart, leave me bruised and bleeding. I’m not any of those things. I’m high on these new sensations. With each thrust and chafing of his piercings, I grow more aroused.

My nipples are little hard points chafing on the bed. My empty pussy clenches, begging to be fucked too, despite Mason’s size.

“Tell us how much you like being opened like this. Be descriptive. Use your words, princess.” Falk leans in, kissing my cheek gently, biting the heated flesh. “Tell us, and we’ll make you come with his cock in your ass.”

“I do,” I breathe out. “I love having all of you in all of my holes. I don’t care if I bleed. I’ll always come back and ask for more.”

Mason growls behind me, going harder, faster.

“Good girl,” Falk whispers, his fingers already massaging and tugging on my nipples.

“Our good girl.” Finn disappears from my view to somewhere behind me. I cry out when he surprises me by tormenting my clit.

When Mason spanks me.

We move together as a unit, the four of us becoming one. They take care of me differently than they have for years. They make sure I know how much they love me, as unconventional as that love might be.

“Come for us,” Mason orders at my back, while Falk and Finn push to the edge of pain. They lead me to this precipice where torture is still sweet, and pleasure isn’t gentle but forced on you.

And with them, I jump off it.

“That’s it.” Mason fucks my climax out of me. Finn massages me and Falk kisses my lips, biting them, bruising them.

Once my shivers quell and my body slumps, Mason finishes himself off in my ass, adding his cum to his brothers’. He drags himself out slowly, and I can’t hold back my content sigh as he pushes back the cum that’s leaked out.

“Beautiful and ours.” Finn kisses me along the curve of my spine.

“Our princess.” Falk turns me on my back, stroking my sternum, collarbone, and cheeks.

Mason reappears with a warm cloth a moment later, and Finn and Falk hold my legs open for Mason to wipe me clean.