Page 80 of Into The Darkness

God, if I had told my senior-year self I would be at a sex party my freshman year of college participating in some fraternity initiation, I would have thought I was lying and needed to stay home and study.

My arms cramped, so I let go of the cocks, and Ash crawled over me.

“You are putting on such a good show, amor.” I nodded, but I didn’t care because I needed only one thing.

“Fuck me,please.” Because nothing was satisfying me like the feel of his throbbing dick would.

He emitted a noise that was low and filled with a dark pleasure. I gasped because I forgot how big he felt when he was filling me up.

“Deep breaths,” he said, and lifted my chin up so our eyes locked. He was so handsome and perfect. I didn’t know why I was hesitant to do this. If today proved anything, it’s that he was my anchor, pulling me down to show me that there was a new thrilling world I didn’t even know could exist below the surface.

Just then, he thrust his cock deeper, and I was in a state of complete euphoria. He fucked me—raw, carnal, and desperate, and I writhed underneath him, letting out sob after sob.

It was only the briefest moment where I felt someone’s gaze burning the side of my head, so I turned my neck and saw the familiar deep-blue eyes Rain sported.

“Is he going to?” I murmured, and Ash looked over to connect with his best friend. Ash gave him a nod, silent permission to come and join us, but Rain curled his lip, then walked away.

“Why does he hate me so much?” I asked, feeling more self-conscious than I had all night.

Ash looked down, pressing his mouth onto mine, as if he was wiping those insecurities away.

“He never participates in these things,” Ash whispered. “It’s not just you, mi sol.”

And then he was back to thrusting inside of me as he sucked my nipples into his mouth and dragged his teeth along them.

I was so close.

“I am going to—” I couldn’t even finish my sentence as his mouth pulled on the supple skin around my breasts.

“Come on my cock, mi amor,” he demanded in a deep tone that told me he was as close as I was.

The burning hunger that pulsed between us was so intense I felt the heat in every part of my body. There was nothing and no one else around us. It was just Ash and me, or at least that was how I felt in the moment.

He rode me, grabbing onto my hips as he ground his cock inside of me, and I cried out when the hot, wet liquid expelled inside of me. He committed one last assault on my pussy before I met him with an explosion that sent me into a state of delirious pleasure.

Ash rolled over, and I laid there splayed out for a few moments, hearing only the shuffle of feet around me, but not caring enough to open my eyes. I felt drunk, but not on alcohol. No, I was overwhelmed with emotions over what had happened.

Suddenly, the room was quiet, and Ash lifted me into his arms and threw his shirt over me. I didn’t bother to open my eyes while he carried me to what I could only assume was upstairs to his room.

As he set me on his bed, the house started pounding with familiar music, and I knew the party had begun.

“Are you okay?” Ash asked. He had, at some point, thrown on a pair of gray sweatpants and was standing in the corner of the room. He looked so worried, and I shot up off the bed and closed the distance between us.

“Why are you worried?” I asked him as I wrapped my hands around his waist.

He sank into my embrace.

“I just was concerned it was too much or someone did something wrong.”

“No. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, honestly. I felt such an unexpected thrill with all those people worshiping me . . . us.”

Ash chuckled. “It was all you, mi sol.”

“So, does this mean that we can officially date?” He nodded, and I laid my head on his chest.

“What about our families?” I muttered.

“Word will eventually get out that we are together, especially after tonight.”

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