Page 124 of Deceit

I gasp at the way his tongue feels so different inside of me than Liam’s, and I arch my back to give him better access. Ronan’s hands come to my hips as I continue taking Vincent into my mouth, his encouraging thrusts only egging me on to make him come, and hard.

My eyes flick to the side to see Liam standing in front of us, stroking his cock quickly. Guilt flickers inside of me that I can’t touch him in this position, but he just smiles and shakes his head like he can read my mind.

“Don’t you fucking feel sorry for me. I’m trying everything I can to not blow my load at the sight of you right now. You’re so goddamn perfect,” he groans as he jerks his hips. “I can’t wait for us to take you the way you deserve. One for each hole. How does that sound, boys?” he asks, earning approving groans from Ronan and Vincent as I smile around Vincent’s cock.

“Go ahead, baby. Make Griggs come. You’ve got a fucking line,” he smirks, like the cheeky asshole he is.

I take Vincent deeper than before and I reach a hand up to cup his balls.

“Fuck yes,” he hisses as I begin massaging them, while he takes control of his thrusts.

“That’s it, babygirl. He loves that. Swirl your tongue around his head,” Liam encourages.

I do as he says and Vincent groans in approval.

“You’re welcome,” Liam smirks.

I roll my eyes at him before I continue, flicking my tongue against his head once more when Ronan’s tongue hits me in just the right spot, sending my second orgasm crashing into me likea tidal wave. I squirm and moan which seems to be the push Vincent needs, because his orgasm comes out of nowhere. His cum pours down my throat as he pushes himself deeper. I gag around him and do my best to swallow every drop, but he just keeps coming. He rips away with a savage growl before tapping my cheek.

“Swallow it all like a good girl.”

I do as he says, swallowing what was left in my mouth, causing pride to shine in his eyes as he crawls out from beneath me and moves to the other side of the room. We all switch positions, Ronan coming to stand beside Liam as they both stroke their cocks.

Moving back and forth between the two of them, I take turns sucking their cocks. As I’m sucking on Ronan, Liam lets a string of curse words out before grabbing my hair and ripping me over to him.

“C’mere, my pretty little cum slut,” he says, before shoving himself into me and coming down my throat.

I run my tongue along his piercings and he moans, cursing out his release before he slowly eases back. There is a relaxed smile on his face when my chin is pinched and I’m pulled back over to Ronan.

“Open your mouth,” he grits between clenched teeth.

I just barely open in time before he’s shooting his cum into my mouth. It doesn’t go as deep as Liam or Vincent, instead coating my tongue with his release as he jerks off into my mouth. His movements slow and he lets out a heavy breath before a smile emerges.

“Goddamnit, you are so fucking perfect, baby.”

“Isn’t she?” Liam smiles. “So perfect for us.”

“Agreed,” Vincent says from his relaxed position on the couch, what can be considered a Vincent version of a smirk on his face, as I look around at my guys with a shy smile.

“Aw c’mon, babygirl. You can’t act that shy when you just took three cocks in your mouth, back to back,” Liam smirks.

Ronan smacks the back of his head and scolds him.

“You’re embarrassing her.”

“I’m not trying to! It was a compliment,” Liam defends, with tossed out arms and that has me chuckling.

All three of them seem to soften when I do, each holding an adoring look for me in their eyes. Wow. I’m totally in love with all three of them.

Chapter Forty Three

Vincent

It’s officially October, and I fucking hate it. I don’t think I’ve ever hated a month so much in my life, but this one? This one can burn in fucking hell. It's the time of the year, when every annoying as fuck tourist comes to Salem, trying to see or do what, I don’t really know. The streets are crowded, businesses jack up their prices and stupid as fuck events and carnivals go on every goddamn weekend.

I think the worst part about this October though, is what will come at the end of the month. Skyla doesn’t know the extent of what will happen. Truthfully, none of us know except for Ronan. Despite all of our threats, he hasn’t revealed what the ceremony will consist of. He said that if he revealed the secrets before the day of, he could risk banishment, but he said it was not good for any of us. So obviously, I’ve been freaking the fuck out. And how do I deal with freaking out? Bloodshed of course.

I’m currently sitting on top of some stinky piece of shit, that tried to steal millions from one of the Brethren’s investment businesses. Real estate or stock market, shit? I don’t really know, and I don’t really care. When I got the mark, I was more thanhappy to relieve a little anxiety. It’s just this poor fucker’s fault that he is the one paying the price.

---