Page 143 of Deliver us from Evil

“Rube, we can expla—” Apollo begins, but cuts off and scrambles off the couch when Rube gets closer.

“This is what you four do when I’m out of it?” he demands, waving a hand in my general direction. “You all fuck each other?”

“Sometimes I read,” Cass says.

“Enough!” Rube looks at me, disapproval stark in his eyes. “What do you have to say for yourself?”

I blink up at him, look away, and then start wagging my hips.

Honestly, my brain is mush. If I could have talked my way out of this I would have, but…I’ve just been fucked seven ways from Sunday.

A big, warm hand caresses my ass.

“Think this is going to fix anything?” Rube asks. “A quick fuck, and all is forgiven?”

“Buddy, you’re usually out cold by now,” Cass says. “We could have been doing this on top of you and you wouldn’t have woken up.”

“Doctor said no pills tonight.” Rube strokes my ass again. “And no sex, either.”

He slaps me.

Fucking hard.

I whimper as my arousal—and possibly three different men’s cum—trickles down my inner thigh.

“That’s why we didn’t—”

“Shut up and hold this.”

I look up in time to see Rube handing his robe to Cass. Then he clicks his fingers at Apollo. “Get back in her.”

“Man, I would? But…” Apollo cups his hands over his dick and takes a step back. “You scared the bejesus out of me.”

“I’ll do her,” Zach says. “But only if you fucking promise not to rip out those stitches again.”

That’s the problem with Rube. He thinks he’s invincible.Unbreakable.

Zach thrusts into me, no teasing, not even a warning. My mouth opens in a gasp, and that’s when Rube forces the crown of his cock between my lips.

He was in surgery for nine hours, and walking a week later. That same month, he had to go back in because he’d torn something important—because he’d been fucking me like a goddamn stallion despite the doctor’s orders.

The only way we could get him to start healing was to insist the doctor give him a prescription for sleeping pills. And I tried to stay out of his way as much as possible.

Still, it’s taken him twice as long to heal as it should have, and if the doctor doesn’t like what he sees tomorrow, he could be on bed rest for another week.

So I suck his cock while Zach fucks me from behind, and we put on a good show so that when he comes, Rube doesn’t feel left out.

Soon, everything will be back to normal.

No more sneaking around.

No more pills.

Reuben wraps my curls around his fist, guiding his dick deeper into my mouth. “Did they make you come?” he asks.

I look up at him, wide-eyed as I nod.

“Was it good?”

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