Page 11 of Little Psycho

Knowing I’m trapped with the men surrounding me brings a new sense of horror into my mind.It’s never been this many; it’s always been one.

Adam and David take a seat on the couch against the wall that faces the bed, a drink in their hands and dark, sadistic need in their eyes.

“Cali, girl, get on your knees in front of the boys.Be a good girl for your best friends,” Dom’s father, Jackson, says as he sits down next to David, Kill’s father, both winking at me.

I lower myself to my knees on the plush carpet without hesitation, casting my eyes downward until I’m spoken to again.I can’t bear to face them, especially like this.

“Boys, undress.Don’t leave poor Cali feeling exposed and vulnerable all alone,” Ash’s father, Adam, says, a deep, dark chuckle coming from his throat.

The guys spin and face their fathers, shock and anger swirling in their eyes.

“What?”Ash growls, clearly just now realizing what’s about to take place—in the dark as much as me.

“Yeah, what the fuck is happening here?”Dominic chimes in, close-fisting his hands as they hang down by his sides.

David glares at the three of them, then winks at me, engraving the four of us further.“Tonight, the three of you are going to share Calista, and we don’t want to hear anything else about it.”

How could these fathers do this to their own sons?But then again, how could my parents do this to me as well?It makes no fucking sense.

Guns come out to play when the boys don’t move, and the only thing I can hear is a gasp that escapes my throat, panic settling into my nerves.

“Just do what they say,please!”I beg, not wanting to see my best friends get killed because of me.

As they turn back around, sadness fills their lost eyes, almost completely hiding the flicker of desire each guy has hidden in their gaze.I smile, trying to let them know that it’s okay.

As bad as this sounds, I’d rather fuck them than their fathers.

They finally start to undress, and I glance back at the closed door, feeling a sudden surge of panic.The fear of what’s to come is overwhelming.But as I turn back around, Dom, Ash, and Kill approach me, their expressions reflecting determination and reassurance.Deep down, I know that they’ll do what they can to make this situation as bearable as possible.In some twisted way, they are the only safety net I have in this horrific nightmare.

I push away the overwhelming surge of emotions and focus on their eyes.There’s something in there that’s still familiar and reassuring—a silent promise—and for now, that’s all the hope I have to hold onto.

The sound of their fathers chuckling and edging them on makes my skin crawl, but I plaster on a fake smile, refusing to give them the satisfaction of seeing how afraid I really am.My heart races, trying to grasp any semblance of control in this situation.But it feels so far out of reach.All I can do is hope that this torment ends soon.

* * *

After listeningto grunts and groans and the sound of skin on skin from their fathers jerking off, I’m able to get off my knees after sucking the boy’s dicks until my lips were numb.

Dom’s tattoos on his cock threw me off, but I stared at them as I traced over every line with my tongue until he came in my mouth.

Ash’s pierced head fascinated me, and I swirled my tongue around it, enjoying the way the metal clanked against my teeth while I sucked him.

Kill’s Jacob’s Ladder surprised me; metal rings lined his shaft, and I reveled in the sensation as they grazed my throat when I sucked him down it.

These weren’t the same thirteen and fourteen-year-old boys I once knew; fuck that.They were men now, men with tattoos all over their bodies and pierced monsters for cocks.I was more in love than I should’ve been, especially knowing what was about to happen next.

“Here’s how things are going to go,” Jackson begins, standing to refill his whiskey.“Dom, you’re going to lay down and have Cali ride you.Killian, you’re going to take her from behind, and Ash, you can fuck her mouth again.”He sits back down, leaving the four of us in utter shock from the casualness of his tone and demeanor.

But out of fear, we all follow his orders, afraid of what they’ll do to us if we don’t.All four of our families are dangerous and powerful, and they’re definitely not the type to rebel against.

Dominic climbs on the bed and pulls me onto his lap, his hands protectively holding my lips.I stare at him, my sweaty palms on his chest, noticing the shame filling his eyes.

“Go ahead, princess.Ride my son’s cock.”I hear Jackson say, but I refuse to look at him.

I stare deeper into Dom’s eyes as I lift my hips and slide down on his cock, slightly arching my back as I take him deep inside me, fully seated.He groans, pulling his bottom lip between his perfect white teeth, and I can’t help but flaunt a small smile as I bounce on him.Dragging my nails down his chest, he rocks me back and forth at the same time, hitting my clit with perfect, delicious friction.

“You’re fucking beautiful,” he whispers in my ear as I lower my head to meet his.

I don’t have much time to enjoy the feeling of just him as I ride him, sliding up and down slowly on his massive cock.Because the next thing I know, Killian gets behind me, kneeling on the bed with his hips at an angle, rubbing his wet tip up and down my ass, making my body jolt.His hand wraps around the front of my throat, and he tugs me against his chest, easing his cock into my ass in a slow, deep thrust.

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