Page 91 of Under Their Protection

“Oh, my God,” I whimper

“Come again, Nika. Scream for us,” Max encourages me as he and Rowan slam into me. The ache that it brings pushes me over the edge again and I get stuck in this perpetual state of an orgasm ravaging my body. With a few hard thrusts they both explode inside of me, filling me with their come.

Quinn offers me no time to rest when he pulls me away from the guys and bends me over the arm of the couch and slides his massive cock into me. “Oh fuck, Quinn,” I yell. “Fuck, you’re too big. Oh God.”

“Take me, Anika. Such a good girl,” he praises as he fucks me harder. His thrusts are unrelenting and overwhelming as he pulls me back into my orgasmic state of bliss. The way he stretches me brings a haze of pain behind each thrust. I am almost catatonic when he pushes deeper and I scream as he drains himself inside of me.

Once again being offered no time to recuperate, Theo takes me from Quinn. “Fuck, I can’t do this,” I groan as Theo puts me on the ottoman on my elbows and my ass up.

“You are doing so good, Anika,” he praises as thrusts into me. Each bar of his piercings tortures me as he fills me.

“Harder. Oh God, please Theo,” I beg. I push back against him, I need him to fuck me harder.

Theo hesitates but tightens his grip on my hips and slams into me. I moan loudly and move forward to rest my head on my arms as he drives into me. “Fuck, Anika,” he growls when I move my hips in sync with him, driving him deeper into me.

Given the encouragement he needed, his thrusts turn unforgiving as he fucks me. All of my sound gets trapped in my throat, as I fall into an ear-ringing orgasm. He doesn’t let up as the feeling overwhelms my senses and reality slips away.

All I can focus on is the fire burning inside of me as I come. It is a continuous surge of pleasure that consumes my sanity and my brain begs for the waves to subside. The more he pounds into me, the more that special word dances on the tip of my tongue.

“Fuck,” I yell. “I can't.” His growl to my growing protests melts me. I want to please him. I want him to use me how he wants, but my brain continues to beg me for it to stop. I continue to fight back the urge to scream my safeword as orgasms tear out of me in rapid succession.

“Keep coming, Anika. Such a good little slut,” he growls.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. I can’t. Oh God, Theo. I can’t,” I say through my moans. I am shaking to the point that his hold on my hips is the only thing keeping me from collapsing.

In a swift motion Theo moves me to lie on my back and thrusts back into me as he settles between my legs. I wrap my arms around him and cling to him as he fucks me hard and fast. He brings his lips to mine and swallows my screams as we both fall into a mind-numbing orgasm.

“God, Anika,” Theo moans in my ear as he drains himself inside me.

I fall straight into an orgasm-induced dissociation when he pulls away. I know they are talking, but I don’t know if it’s to me or among themselves. I know someone is cleaning me, but I don’t know who. I sense that I am wearing clothes again and that I’m laying in someone's lap, but beyond that I can’t grasp anything. Everything feels like a lucid dream that I can’t pull myself out of, nor do I want to.

As time passes I pull myself out of my stupor far enough to know that it’s Theo’s lap that I am curled up on. I am snuggled against his chest as he gently strokes my hair. I can hear them talking, but I don’t move.

“She’s okay. Just give her some time,” Max says.

“That’s the hardest we’ve ever been on her,” Theo says softly. I can hear the anxiety in his voice as he speaks.

“She’s okay,” Rowan says.

“It’s just an orgasm coma. She’s okay,” Quinn chuckles.

Theo goes to say something that undoubtedly will be layered thick with anxiety, but my shifting in his lap, to look up at him, stops him in his tracks. “You’re definitelynota submissive,” I say sweetly. Theo laughs heartily and kisses me deeply.

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