Page 42 of Room One Hundred and Eleven

“Knox, hold this.” He hands the needle to his friend.

Knox holds it like it’s a snake. “Carter, are you sure…?”

“I didn’t ask for your opinion, boy. Do as you’re told,” he snaps, clearly at the end of his patience with us all.

Then he coats the speculum with a copious amount of lube before slipping the cool metal into me and spreading me wide open.

I gasp, trying to lift my head enough to see what he’s doing. It drops back to the table as the three men gather around, Aiden and Knox behind Carter, all three of them staring at my insides.

Muttering and stroking their hard cocks as they remember what it was like to be fitted there and filling me up with their releases.

“Shit, why is this so fucking hot?” Knox pumps himself a few times as he watches Carter lean in and lick beside the metal. He puts his lips over my clit just long enough to make me moan before ever so lightly drawing his teeth over it.

I was a fool to think I could sneak anything past them. Him especially.

“Aiden, will you hold my hand?” I gulp.

He does immediately. At least he’s not holding a grudge. “It wasn’t that bad when you injected my face yesterday.”

“I’m sure you’ll hardly feel it.” Knox would be easier to believe if he wasn’t pacing.

“Yeah. I tell patients it’s a little sting.” A nervous giggle escapes my chest, making my ribs strain against the straps hugging me there. “But getting stung by a bee on your cervix sounds awful.”

“Your punishment for trying to get away with this shit.” Carter smacks the inside of my thigh, making me strain against my restraints.

Then he rubs the impact away, making me sigh and my legs fall apart as much as they can in my bindings.

“It’ll be over soon, beauty.” Aiden nuzzles my cheek.

“Then you won’t feel a thing as I pull this shit out of you. Or when we’re less gentle than before knowing you’re ours and ready to take our seed for real.” Carter holds his hand out to Knox, who places the syringe in it.

Carter stares at me as he accepts it.

Though he doesn’t ask if he should do it, I nod anyway.

I won’t mention that the likelihood of conceiving right after IUD removal is pretty much nil.

Let them have their fantasy.

They’ve made mine come true.

Despite his ire, he’s careful as he guides the needle through my stretched open vagina to its goal, his hands sure and steely.

“Are you going to be able to come if you’re numb there?” Knox asks me.

“I’m not sure.” My teeth chatter a bit as I brace for the prick.

“Guess we’ll find out.” Carter isn’t stopping. “Consider it our little experiment. And a reminder that we’re not playing fucking games here.”

Aiden is there to take the edge off Carter’s consternation. “If not, we’ll make it up to you later, when it’s worn off.”

“Here we go.” Carter splays one hand on my abdomen and guides the needle in with the other.

Aiden covers my face with butterfly kisses while telling me how brave I am. His hand is warm when I squeeze it with every ounce of strength I have.

Knox mutters, “Son of a bitch.”

A sharp stab makes me jump…or would if I wasn’t restrained by the straps and five relentless hands. I hiss as a fleeting burn singes the area, and then it’s done. Over in a few seconds.

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