Page 79 of Their Dark Rose

Normally, this would be called blackmail. Except they aren’t blackmailing me if I want it. If I trust them to tell me at the right time and place.

I open my mouth, my hooded eyes traveling over Finn’s lean body. He smirks a wicked one and leans to the side while at the same time pushing my head to look at the man behind him.

Falk meets my gaze. He bites on his lower lip, railing me on the table. Pleasuring me.

“His cock is wet with you, isn’t it?” Finn brings me back, smearing his precum on my lips.

“Yes.” I lick his arousal off my lips, loving how his eyes are drawn to my lips as I do. “It’s beautiful.”

“You look beautiful taking it,” Falk grunts his praise, thickening inside me.

“The most beautiful one to ever exist. Filthiest one, too.” Mason spreads his muscular legs, beating off to the sight of his brothers using my body. “Now be a good girl and let Finn into that pretty little mouth of yours.”

Falk slows his thrusts, pushing harder, deeper. He pummels into me, and I have to clench my thighs so I won’t come from the pain.

“Too bad you’ve been a dirty girl tonight. You won’t have our cum inside you,” he adds.

“Please,” I beg again.

“No.” Finn shakes his head, his soft hairs swaying with him. “You get cum inside you for being a good girl. But you weren’t. So we’ll come on your body. That’s all you’re getting today, princess.”

At this point, I realize begging won’t help me. They’re adamant, getting off on punishing me, and I accept it, slipping my tongue out, gazing at Finn with complete submission.

“Yes.” Finn shoves himself into my mouth. He moves in unison with Falk’s thrusts, graceful even in his most feral form. “But you’re not allowed to come. You will, and I promise you you’ll have my cum in your eyes. That’s a punishment you really won’t like.”

Finn’s muscles flex, his cock growing harder, bigger in my mouth. Tears prickle at the corners of my eyes, saliva dripping down my cheeks and chin. I take so much of him, struggling to breathe as I moan from him and Falk’s ministrations.

My hands slam on the table the longer I try to hold back my orgasm. My legs quiver uncontrollably, and my teeth graze Finn’s cock more than once. I hear them grunting around me, but I’m floating high enough that nothing makes much sense anymore.

“Come on my cock,” Falk finally offers me a relief.

“Fucking scream on mine,” Finn growls.

Mason makes a low, animalistic sound beside us. I shift my eyes to watch his, dark and commanding.

My body responds to the three of them immediately. My climax grows and expands through my body, like fireworks exploding on my skin.

They curse, each chasing their release.

Falk pulls out, his hot seed shooting into my navel first. The sensation overwhelms me, and I purse my lips around Finn’s cock to push him over the edge too. To have his cum down my throat, on my lips.

He’s smarter than to fall for my manipulations.

“Baby,” Finn grunts before drawing back and spraying his cum on my closed eyes, nose, mouth, and chin.

“Turn her face to me.”

Finn wipes me diligently with a cloth from somewhere on the table. Then he pushes my profile to the hard surface, turning me to Mason. “Look at him. Look what you do to him.”

Mason tugs on his cock, rubbing it faster, grunting louder.

Falk comes up behind me, stroking my hair. “Our brother gets off on watching your little body being abused. Tell him how much that turns you on, too, princess.”

I blink, sighing as a new wave of lust building up inside me.

“Use your words.” Finn’s thumb strokes and massages his cum onto my cheek. “Tell him.”

To please them, I say, “I’m grateful, Mason. Grateful that you get off on watching me being fucked. Grateful for when you decide to tear into me.”

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