Page 76 of Quinlan

“Little flame.” My voice is a warning. My fingers find one of her nipples, twisting, tugging, pulling. I catch her scream with my palm. “We’re beyond asking for your consent.”

Damien drops to his knees, darts his tongue out, and buries his face in her pussy.

Fuck, it’s beautiful. She moans so beautifully into my palm.

I’m so hard I could die.

“How’s our little liar?” Rome’s fingers bite into Quinlan’s flesh, bruising her.

“Soaking,” Damien groans. He’s back to licking her, making her tremble and arch her back.

Her eyes flutter, her breath hot on my skin.

I want to remove my hand and shove my cock there. Christ, it hurts how much I want her.

Nothing has ever come close to this. Nights of jerking off to her. Hours of fucking my hand in the shower. I even put hot wax to my skin, imagining I was doing it to her. This, right here, is a million times better than that.

Rome stares at Damien. He shakes his head, tilting it to gaze at her. “Quinlan, what’s this? You’re enjoying Damien licking your cunt? Sucking you?”

She whimpers, sound straight to my balls.

“Oh, I see what’s going on. You’re humiliated.” His hand strokes the curve of her ass. I pinch her nipple harder, preparing her for what’s to come. “Can’t believe you have my friend eating you out in a restroom. That you’re going to come like that.”

Yes.That’s what the desperate sound coming out of her means.

Slap.That’s the sound Rome makes when his hand cracks on Quinlan’s red ass.

“Good girl.” He spanks her over and over, hurting her as if he’s punishing her. “Such a good little girl. Take it. Come on Damien’s mouth.”

“Your humiliation is so sweet, little flame.” I’m losing my mind, watching them pleasuring her. Taking her. “You love the pain. Come for him.”

She’s still crying when she pushes her hips into Damien’s face. While Rome continues to paint her ass red with his palm.

She does it until she’s screaming for us. Coming for us.

Quinlan trusts us enough to let go. Enough to climax around three people who are basically strangers.

“Don’t hold back. Let us see you, sweetheart. Let us hear you.” Rome is stroking the skin he’s bruised. I’m being gentle on the nipple I tortured, messing further with Quinlan’s head. “Be our filthy little girl in this filthy bathroom.”

She does, moaning and crying out and giving us her everything. Such a good little one.

Then the knob on the door rattles. “Quinlan!”

“Come on.” I adjust her panties. Help her stand straight after Damien rises to his feet.

Her tears have dried, though she hasn’t come down from her high. The pain, confusion, and shock haven’t left her face. Her body too, I bet.

We should leave her here. Distraught. Untethered.

Ray would take care of our Quinlan until we can. She’s trustworthy. At least that’s what her background check showed.

She’ll look after our messed-up little doll until we’ll take her.

No.

Fuck Ray. Fuck Rex.

I trust no one. Even if it means she won’t go to her half-brother looking like this. She needs to be home. We need to see to it that she gets there.

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