Reuben releases my jaw and instead grabs one of my breasts, squeezing me so hard I whimper against Zachary’s mouth.
“Jesus fuck,” Zachary whispers, briefly breaking our kiss. “If you had any idea how badly I want to hurt you.”
My eyes flutter open.
“Then do it,” I say.
I don’t know where it comes from, the sudden bravado that rushes through me.
Maybe it’s the brief flash of admiration that flickers deep in Zachary’s moss-green eyes. Maybe it’s the fact that, even for a second, it feels as if I have all four of these men at my beck and call.
Reuben strokes his cock over my pussy and tests my entrance again. And as I’m staring up into Zachary’s eyes, panting from our violent kiss, I understand what he meant. Why he wanted to fuck me first.
Because when Reuben pushes the first inch of his cock into my pussy, I let out a low, agonized moan.
He immediately pulls out, stroking me as he nuzzles the side of my neck. All while I stare up at Zachary as if to defy him, only to realize it doesn’t work like that.
As much as Reuben wants to make love to me, he can’t, because it would hurt me. And he can’t hurt me.
Zachary knows it.
If I want to fuck Reuben, I’d have to fuck one of them first. I bite down on my bottom lip as wild thoughts rage through my head.
Slut.
Whore.
Sinner.
But I push them all aside.
I keep forgetting, I’m not normal.
I’mspecial.
Zachary’s eyes drop to my mouth. I bite down harder on my lip, and let out a small moan.
“Christ,” he mutters. But instead of kissing me, he nips at my chin. “Don’t just give it to me, little girl.” He kisses me once, hard, and leans back as he starts stroking his dick. “I want totakeit.”
So I give him what he wants.
When he drops his hips and touches his cock against my pussy, I start struggling.
It comes easily enough, because I’m fucking terrified.
Not just of him.
I don’t know what will become of my life, even if I miraculously don’t go through with this.
So I fight him.
When his shoulder comes close enough, I sink my teeth into him. And I get a slap on my pussy for that, which makes me whimper in pain.
And that makes him even harder.
So he slaps me again, groaning as I buck.
“Finger her,” he snaps, his eyes only briefly darting up to Reuben.