Page 57 of We Will Rise

“Yes, you can.”

“I can’t,” I sob as the tears escape and roll down my cheeks.

Kovu drops his face down to meet mine and watches as the droplets slip down my face before he leans forward and drags his tongue up my cheek. His groan fills the room, and I can’t help but stare at him with surprise. It’s not even like it’s the first time he’s done this, but I don’t think it’s something I’m ever going to get used to.

“You ready for another level up, Princess?” Kaos asks.

“No,” I reply at the same time Crew says, “Yes.”

I whip my head around to face him, my glare falling on his smug face, but I’m quickly distracted when the vibrations intensify at the same time he presses his fingers against my clit with more pressure.

“She’s clenching so hard around the toy I can barely move it.”

“That’s because she’s right on the edge, aren’t you, Camilla?” Crew asks.

I nod. “Yes, so close. Fuck so close.”

“Not yet,” Crew snaps, his own hand pumping his cock harder.

I drop my head forward and focus on breathing through the pleasure, but they’re persistent, and I’m struggling to drag in a breath, let alone remove myself from the cliff they’re dangling me off the edge of.

Kovu presses his palm to my cheek and gently nudges his cock against my lips.

I quickly wrap them around his head and suck him slowly, using his hard length to distract myself from how completely overwhelmed I am by the other men in the room.

There’s a sharp sting across my ass, and I scream, almost choking around Kovu’s cock before another slap of someone’s hand lands on my other cheek, right beneath the mark my resident predator left.

“I love seeing my mark on you, Little Lamb,” Kovu growls as he surges forward.

“Should have gone with ‘ours,’” Bishop says from behind me, but I’m too lost in the mix of pain and pleasure as they land slap after slap over every bit of flesh. My ass, the backs of my thighs, and occasionally my already oversensitive clit.

“Fuck, she loves being spanked,” Kaos forces through gritted teeth. “Look at how she’s pulsing around the vibrator.”

“Is our girl getting desperate?” Crew asks as Kovu drags me off his cock by my hair, and I swallow down greedy lungfuls of air.

“Yes,” I cry. “Please let me come. Please.”

“Mmm, I’m not so sure.” Crew looks up at the others as he deliberates about when I might get the release that’s so close I think a stiff breeze could throw me over the edge at this point.

“Please,” I sob.

“She has been such a good girl,” Kovu tells him.

“She has,” he agrees. Crew’s face appears in front of mine, and Kovu moves out of the way to accommodate him. “Are you ready to show them how well you squirt, Little Menace?”

My cheeks heat. “I don’t know if I can do that again. I don’t know what I did to make it happen.”

He chuckles. “That’s okay, I do.”

Before I can ask any questions, he pushes up and rounds my body so he’s kneeling between Kaos and Bishop behind me.

He bumps Kaos’s hand out of the way and takes control of the vibrator. He increases the speed and I squeal, but there’s nowhere to go, not when they’re holding me in place.

Kovu drops down to my side so he can watch, and I feel my cheeks heat. What if I can’t do this again and I’m setting them up for disappointment?

Before I can allow myself to fall down a rabbit hole I’m not sure I’ll be able to crawl out of, Crew presses the toy to my G-spot and holds it there, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body at the same time he presses his fingers to my clit with just the right amount of pressure.

“Fuck,” I cry.

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