Page 205 of Heartless Legacy

I nod, but he says, “Use your words, Thea.”

“Yes. I’m- I’m ready for more.”

Lips brush against my ears, and then there’s a sinister hint of danger, etched in a command, when Wolfe says, “Do it.”

My hands are pulled behind me, fingers dig into my face, then a cock is shoved into my mouth. I gag at the forceful entry. It retreats, but I have no time to recover before it’s down my throat again.

Hands hold my head down, forcing me to swallow as much as I can. I hear opposing words in my ears. One voice calls me a dirty little slut, the other is saying I’m such a good girl. I crave more of each.

“Swallow all of him, Sweetness. Let me see what that throat can do.”

I gag. Even taking half an inch more has my eyes watering and my throat spasming. My stomach heaves like I’m going to puke. My face is damp. A mixture of snot, spit and tears. None of that matters to them. A hand brushes over the top of my head and says. “You look so beautiful choking on it.”

I feel something cool hitting the crevice between my ass cheeks. The sensation of fingers probing that place has me freezing on the spot.

“Keep going.” Holden’s voice orders. I think it’s his hands in my hair, but I know it’s not his cock in my mouth. There are no piercings. That means this is Finn. He said he’d want my mouth and Holden’s hands around my throat.

I groan, as fingers toy with my ass, dipping inside, stretching me out. Another set of hands plays with clit, and a third toy with my nipples. One second there are fingers inside my pussy, the next second they’re gone. I’m being overwhelmed with touchesand kisses. Hands grip my hair, pulling me off the cock in front of me, then I’m being kissed. My moans swallowed by the person ravishing my mouth.

I’m never able to adjust to who is where because they change positions all the time, rotating around me, turning and posing me the way they want. Right now, I think I’m in a reverse cowgirl position. I feel the knees of the person below me on the outside of my thighs. He thrusts up into me and I beg, “Please.”

“Please, what?”

“I need to-,” I gasp. “Let me cum.”

“Not yet, Rey, but soon,” Holden says from my left.

Soon isn’t soon enough. The edging goes on for what seems like hours. Spit and tears crust my face. My skin’s coated in sweat.

They swap again. Holden is underneath me.I can feel his piercings. He pushes inside me in one brutal thrust. I gasp at the intrusion, but there’s nowhere to go, because someone’s behind me, holding me in place. My head is yanked to the right and I’m being kissed again, as the person behind me works his way into my ass, followed by my third lover taking my mouth. They fuck me, changing the depth and rhythm of their thrusts. Sometimes they alternate. Sometimes they’re in synch and sometimes it’s one at a time.

“Oh, fuck, of fuck.” I whimper. The swollen head of a cock pushes into my mouth and I can’t say anything else.

“Such a good little fuck toy, Rey.”

Wolfe agrees. “Such a good girl, taking our cocks like this. Letting us use you like this.”

Finn adds, “Pet, you’re so perfect for us.”

I’m losing control. My body quivers and all the tension and pressure explodes in an overwhelming release of pleasure. “Oh god. I can’t. Oh, fuck, I’m cum-ming. Ah-ugh.” My release isnever-ending. I feel wetness gushing down my legs. My body is stuck in a loop. “I can’t. Stop cum-ming.”

They continue their assaults on my pussy, repositioning me once more, and Finn pushes into my pussy with Holden. I’m stretched and fuller than I’ve ever been before. I last three strokes before I’m shaking again. I’m floating and then falling, my limbs heavy, as I slip into the abyss of unconsciousness.

Chapter 112

Pax

Three hours. That’s how long I had to listen to them. Three hours of the headboard banging against the wall. Three hours of her moaning and keening about how good they were making her feel. Three hours of Thea begging to cum. And then there are the noises she made once they let her do it.

I don’t wanna be that guy and bitch about my friends getting their dicks wet, but I’m salty as fuck that they abandoned me in our room to act out our dream scenario with her. I’ve been dealing with blue balls all night. The smug look on Thea’s face says she knows it, too. She’s enjoying my misery.

“You ready?” Deacon asks, walking over to us. We’ll be traveling back to Canyon Falls separately. Deacon’s paired with Thea, because no matter how much fun they all had last night, he still doesn’t trust us with her safety. The rest of us are flying back alone, routed through different cities. Finn’s flight takes him through San Diego, where he’ll visit the guys he knows on base. Holden is going through Atlanta, and I’m on the last flight out with a layover in Charlotte.

Thea answers, “Yup.”

Finn spins and dips her, giving her one of those movie kisses goodbye. Holden hugs her and I stand, looking and feeling like an interloper. Turning to me, she says, “Be careful. If it looks like someone’s acting shady, they probably are. Dial the number I gave you, and they’ll render aid if they can.”

“Worried about me, Nem?”

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