Page 85 of Rage

I was met with a hard slap across my chest, which had me yelping while my body was in the middle of an intense orgasm.

“Quiet,” Calder growled.

“I can’t help it. You feel too good inside me.”

The door to the bedroom swung open. My heart stopped, and I turned my head to catch Shane approaching, a heated look in his eyes.

“Oh look, here comes your favorite boy toy,” Calder said as his thrusts slowed and his panting picked up. I felt the telltale sign of his cock twitching inside me as he let out his own release. He leaned down, kissing me, before pulling out of me.

“Seems like you’re the favorite,” Shane said, the bed dipping beside my head as he sat. “She let you have her first.”

I smiled up at Shane, reaching for him. “I love you all. I have no favorites.”

Shane dropped a kiss to my forehead. “I know, sweetheart. We’re just teasing you.”

My heart rate sped as I looked up at Shane. He was my quiet one. The one who held back what he was really feeling when we were around the others. He preferred to have me alone. Out of the rest of the men, though, he was always the one most likely to give into what I wanted.

And what I wanted right now was for him to hold me while Calder continued to do dirty things to me. I was greedy like that. I wanted the affection that Shane had to give. His kisses and kind words, while Calder filled me to the point I felt like I would snap in two.

Shane seemed to know that instinctively. He peered at Calder, the two sharing a look. Then he nodded before leaning down to kiss me. He grabbed my hand, braiding our fingers together and rested them over my chest.

“How are you feeling?” Shane asked, glancing down at the red marks from Calder’s bites.

“I’m okay,” I promised.

“She’s stronger than she looks,” Calder said. “It’s why she’s so fun to play with.”

My hips bucked when I felt Calder’s fingers playing with the cum dripping from me. I just had my first two orgasms in nearly two months, and I was still so sensitive. Yet, I wanted more.

That’s how it went with these guys, though. My cup was never full when they were around. Always needing more, wanting to feel them, be with them, kiss them.

“Go easy,” Shane warned, tightening his grip on my hand.

“I’m okay,” I repeated, exhaling a shaky breath when Calder slipped–oh Jesus, I had no idea how many fingers were inside of me. It was at least three, maybe even four, because it came with an intense burning while he stretched me.

“You may feel okay, but it’s been weeks and your body has been through a lot,” Shane said.

“Shut up and hold her down or get the fuck out,” Calder snapped.

“H-h-hold me down?” I asked, whimpering, when Calder found that sweet spot. Pleasure mixed with the pressure. “Oh, God. I need to come again already.”

“Hold it,” Calder said, his voice clipped. His head dropped, and I yelped again when his teeth grazed my clit.

Shane adjusted himself so that my head was in his lap, and he stroked my hair as I looked up at him.

“Please?” I gasped, writhing off the bed.

Shane shook his head, grabbing my wrists and locking them above my head. “You heard Calder. Hold it.”

I groaned, the intense pressure of needing to come overwhelming me until Calder pulled the carpet out from under me, leaving me aching for more. The wave of pleasure was gone before I could ride it, my pussy achingly empty.

“I’m going to edge the fuck out of you until you’re crying, little vixen. You can take it.”

I gasped, already feeling like the tears were there. I didn’t think I could take much of this. I was already too sensitive. Ready to be wrapped in his arms and thanking him for giving me pleasure. And he was denying me. Not only that, but now Shane was involved in this twisted game.

“I thought we were supposed to be taking it easy,” I said.

Calder pressed his mouth against my thigh, leaving a trail of hot wetness as his tongue glided closer toward my sex. He chuckled, lifting his head to look at me.

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