Page 88 of Things Get Dark

A warm palm cups my sweat-damped cheek, and I open blurry eyes to find Crawford standing there, his thumb caressing my skin.

“Please, Crawford. Please let me come,” I ask, my voice a rasping whisper as I feel Corvus withdraw again.

A grunt fans against my lower folds, and I glance down to find Crawford holding Corvus in place, his hand gripping his hair and forcing his face into my pussy. A deep groan leaves my lips, the heat that’s been building for god knows how long exploding out of me in the most intense climax I’ve ever experienced. My vision whites out, my entire body frozen in exquisite bliss as I’m rolled under the intense wave of pleasure.

“Such a good girl for us,” Corbin purrs in my ear, a final shiver leaving me slumping into his body and gasping as my chest heaves.

A tender stroke on my damp cheek has my eyelids fluttering open, and I’m staring into the dark eyes of Crawford once again. There’s a depth of emotion in them, shining with pride, and it’s so overwhelming that my eyes fill with moisture and a sob breaks free from my lips.

“You’re alright, baby girl,” Corvus soothes as he gets to his feet, the makeup around his lips and chin completely wrecked. “You did so well. I’m so proud of you.”

My lip trembles as he cups the other side of my face before leaning in and placing his lips on mine. Tears fall down my cheeks, my chest aching as he kisses me tenderly, and the sweet, musky taste of myself blends with my salty tears, setting my taste buds tingling.

“We’re so proud of you, Little Doe,” Corbin whispers into my ear, pulling me closer as his brother continues to kiss me.

Corvus ends the gentle kiss, and then my face is turned, a different set of lips pressing against mine in a demand that I’m helpless to deny. A deep masculine groan sounds from Crawford, goosebumps trickling all over my skin as he deepens the kiss, his tongue pillaging my mouth with ruthless efficiency. It’s like he’s chasing the taste of my pussy from my lips and mouth, the flapping of wings breaking the embrace as feathers brush against my face.

“Bloody bird,” Corbin grumbles from behind me, and the others let me go so he can spin me in his arms. “Now for my turn.” He cups both cheeks in his hands, my tears long dried as he brushes his plush lips over mine. “I bet you taste fucking delicious.”

Before I can say a word, he closes the gap between us, the force of his embrace pushing me up against Corvus behind me, who wraps me in his arms and presses his feverish body against mine.

A large hand snakes under my skirt, and I whimper into Corbin’s mouth, feeling his smile as thick fingers part my damp folds.

“How does it feel to be kissing one brother while another holds you and the third plays with that pretty pink pussy?” Corvus rasps into my ear, eliciting a deep moan that Corbin swallows with a groan of his own.

My hands come up to grasp Corvus’s forearms, my nails digging in as Crawford slides a thick digit inside me. Fuck, I’ve never felt something so amazing, my hips moving as he slowly pumps in and out of me, building the pleasure once more.

I gasp when he adds a second finger, and Corbin chuckles. “We need to get you ready for Jinx, baby girl.” His lips pepper mine with kisses as Crawford adds a third finger and my legs shake, the edge of pain enough to have me gushing.

“You take his fingers so well, Doe,” Corvus praises, wetness coating my inner thighs, the sound of his brother’s fingers entering my dripping pussy loud in the room.

“I–I, fuck, I’m going to come—” I gasp, my eyelids closing as another wave of pleasure has me seeing fucking stars.

“Good job, boys,” a deep rumble says, and I open my eyes to find the man in the devil mask standing behind Corvus, the man in the clown mask behind him.

The door shuts behind them, and tension coils my lax muscles, aware that I’m now in a haunted house with five men, all of whom look hungry and ready to devour me.

“Hello again, Little Doe,” the clown greets, his wicked smile sending a shiver down my spine.

“We warmed her up for you, Jinx, given that this is her first time and all,” Corvus says, my arms falling away when he steps to the side.

Jinx’s eyes heat, his nostrils flaring as a grin tugs his lips upwards. “Thank you. Did you enjoy the attention of the triplets, little one?”

“Yes,” the word slips past my lips unbidden, my cheeks flushing hotter at the confession.

“Yes, what?” His tone is firm, daring me to defy him. I don’t want to though. Instead, I want to please him, badly, but I’m not sure why. All I know is that it’s not something I can help.

“Yes, Master.” Four groans echo in stereo around me, and a rush of power makes my head spin. To have these gorgeous, masked men affected by my mere words is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.

“Good girl.” He licks his lips. “Take her downstairs, strip her naked, and tie her to the bed.”

My mouth falls open, but he just arches a brow as clown-man steps towards me.

“Allow me,” he says, as he scoops me up, my arms wrapping around his neck. The blood on his skin is sticky, and I look down to find my beloved sweatshirt covered in it. I kind of like the way it looks though, the red against the baby pink.

“What’s your name?” I question him as he carries me along the hallway and down the stairs. I guess this is happening, given that I’m not currently using my safe word to stop this madness. I don’t know what has possessed me, because never in my wildest fantasies did I imagine this to happen to me, the book nerd.

“Devlin, at your service,” he teases, and a small, nervous giggle slips past my lips as he walks into what I assume is the basement.

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