Page 42 of Psycho Boys

Turning, I press its tip against his lower lip, watching his glowing eyes widen in shock and surprise, a grin slowly dancing along his thick lips.

"You're a bad girl," he whispers, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers down my spine, not even comparable to the icy air. He doesn't flinch, doesn't pull away. Instead, he leans into the blade, a playful glint in his eyes.

"Only for you," I purr, tracing the sharp edge along his lip, the faintest taste of blood already mingling with the cold night air.

The thrill of it, the power, is intoxicating. This is what I crave—this dance of danger, this delicate balance between life and death. He's not afraid. He never is. And that's what makes him so fucking perfect.

He captures my hand, his fingers intertwining with mine, his touch surprisingly gentle despite the deadly game we're playing. He kisses my palm, a slow, lingering kiss that speaks volumes, leaving nothing else needing to be said.

And then, without any hint of what he plans to do next, he lifts me into his arms, my legs automatically wrapping around his waist as he backs me up against the icy railing. He roughly shoves my leggings down, ignoring my knife pressed against his throat. He takes it without warning and slices my leggings off, both of us watching as they fall to the snow covered balcony.

"Put your legs on my fucking shoulders," he demands, and with my hands on the railing behind me, I do as I'm told, a little too eagerly.

With my pussy aligned with his face, he leans in and makes a long, slow lick from my opening to my clit, slurping up mywetness and leaving his own spit behind. My ankles lock around the back of his neck as I grip the banister tighter, my legs shaking as he teases my clit and tugs on the ring pierced through it.

A low moan escapes my lips, a sound swallowed by the swirling snow, and spasms begin to overtake my body as he dives in deeper, sliding his tongue around my clit teasingly before pushing it into my pussy, fucking it while using his teeth to nip at my already sensitive, throbbing clit.

I reach in front of him and tug on his hair with one hand while my other is used for leverage so I don't bust my ass. I tug it harder as he continues to devour my pussy, licking, sucking, and making sure I know who I belong to.

Fuck, it's so hot.

Five curls his tongue around my clit, using his teeth to tease me even more. With one hand, he reaches under me and slides two cold fingers into my ass, fingering it brutally while tongue-fucking my pussy, putting me on the verge of exploding all over his mouth. My body shakes, and he laughs evilly, his eyes rising to meet mine in a sensual manner that forces me to nervously chew on my lip as he just stares at me, soaking in every ounce of vulnerability radiating off of me.

"Five," I whisper, my voice shaky and low. "Don't... fuck, please don't stop," I beg, my legs quivering like a toddler’s bottom lip in the middle of a fucking meltdown.

"I don't plan on it, Little Mystery, not until you fucking come all over my face and I suck every delicious drop out of this perfect, tight cunt." He ends with a wink then goes back to eating me out, torturing me to my fucking soul.

Ignoring the pain in my back from the banister, I throw my head back, pull his hair even harder, and lock my legs like a fucking vice around his neck, working my hips to ride his face as my orgasm begins to surface.

The moment my eyes close, I fucking explode. Frantically grinding against his face while I fuck his tongue as it thrusts in and out of me, my cum soaking it as he slurps it up. Every nerve ending is on fire, and the cold suddenly doesn't phase me. I just want more. More of Five eating my pussy. More of Dom, Ash, and Killian—I just fucking want more.

Opening my eyes as Five comes up from between my shaky thighs to take a breath of air, I gasp in utter shock, noticing the three guys I was just fantasizing about standing behind us, watching in satisfaction with their cocks hard and bulging through their sweats.

"What the fuck did we just walk into?" Killan chuckles, rushing over to us and pushing Five out of the way, a flicker of jealously gleaming in his tired eyes.

"Just passing time until you guys got back," I tell him, laughing as he literally rips me out of Five's embrace and throws me over his shoulder like a fucking sack, my bare ass high in the freezing air.

"Well, we're fucking home now, so why don't we have some real fun?" Ash comments, grinning with a sexy arc in his pierced brow, licking his lips.

"Take me the fuck inside and ruin me, my little Psycho Boys. Use me, degrade me, fucking mark me, and fuck me until I can't even remember why I'm so fucking pissed. Do what you want to me, and please, make it fucking hurt. I've been dying to feel alive again, and I know the four of you are the only ones who can make me feel like I'm actually living again."

"Anything for you, Little Psycho. Any fucking thing for your pretty little ass," Dom chimes in, closing the sliding door as the five of us shuffle inside, enveloped in the warmth from the heat blowing through the vents.

I'm callously dropped onto the couch as the four of them gather around me, anxiously undressing without taking theireyes off of my soaked pussy as I spread my legs and begin fucking myself with my middle finger. Killian reaches down and rips my shirt down the middle, tearing it off me with a swift tug, exposing my perky tits, my nipples cold and hard, begging to be sucked on.

Since his leg is broken, Dom sits on the couch and yanks me onto his lap, putting my ass over his cock, a grunt of satisfaction slipping from his lips. He spits into his palm and then pushes my ass up, slapping his soaked hand over my tight hole, lubing it so his cock will slide right in.

And fuck, it does.

He viciously slams me down on his massive dick, impaling my ass in a single thrust that has tears pricking the corners of my eyes. But I bite my lip to keep from wincing, trying to prepare myself for whoever is next and how rough they're going to be.

But this is what I wanted. I wanted it to fucking hurt. I wanted them to make me feel alive. And as Dom fucks my ass, slamming me down over and over as I bounce up and down, I grip his thighs, my nails digging into his skin and causing little drops of blood to drip out.

Staring at the three left standing in front of me, I lick my lips seductively, egging them on with a sultry look in my eyes that I flash at the three of them. Five grins, stroking his cock while he watches me take Dom's dick in my ass. A little roughly, Ash snatches my throat, his gun violently shoved into my mouth without warning as he forces my eyes on his.

"Fucking suck my Glock, baby. Suck it like you suck my cock, and take the barrel as deep as you can without gagging," he orders, fucking my mouth with his gun while I suck it, trying to keep up with his pace.

While my mind is on Ash and Dom continues to fuck me in the ass, Killian steps between my legs and kneels, guiding his huge, pierced cock to my dripping pussy, delivering a singlestroke that has him sliding in all the way until he presses against my cervix.

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