“Grab Luke’s hand, and hold the fuck still,” Colton says, his voice commanding, and I do.
My fingers intertwine with Luke’s just as I feel the needle press into my back again. I clench around Sebastian’s cock, letting out a gasp that’s more of a whimper. Because Ineedto move. But I can’t.
“Oh, fuck, sugar,” Sebastian growls out, tipping his head back in pleasure, his large fingers digging into my hips while he works to hold still too.
The pain shooting out from where the metal feels hot against the skin in my shoulder rushes through my muscles, the vibration pulsing straight to my pussy and making me so fucking aware of every inch of Sebastian’s cock that I’m wrapped around.
I focus on not moving, not wanting to mess up my tattoo, butholy fuck.My core aches as I clench in an effort to stay still. I need some sort of release from this pressure.
“Are you going to come for us, beautiful? Because I’m almost done,” Colton breathes, but I don’t want him to be done. I want this feeling to keep going.
I moan.
“Fuck,” Colton grinds out, then the vibration against my shoulder blade disappears, and that pressure in my lower belly is gone. But then I feel Colton’s gloved fingers sliding up my inner thigh, just as the needle continues it’s relentless torture against my aching skin.
Did he switch hands?I think, but I don’t fucking care.
I grip Luke’s hand in my left, trailing my right hand over Sebastian’s abdominal muscles. He stares at me, mouth parted with the same level of pleasure and pain as I feel right now.
Luke leans in closer, our tongues tangling while Sebastian kisses my neck. I love the feel of them. I let out a moan against Luke’s lips when I feel the textured rubber of Colton’s skilled fingers circling my clit.
“Oh, god. Colton,” I cry out.
“Come on. Be a good fucking girl and come for us,” Colton urges, then he pinches my clit,hard. I cry out in pleasure as he rolls it between his fingers.
He continues this torture, with his fingers and the needle at my back, until I fucking come apart and my pussy is shuddering around Sebastian’s cock.
All three men let out a groan as the release of my orgasm absolutely soaks Sebastian’s lap, but I don’t fucking care.
I know he doesn’t either.
A second later, the pressure at my shoulder blade stops, and I hear Colton switch the machine off. As soon as he does, I practically melt into Sebastian’s bare chest, finally getting to relax in the aftermath of my rather violent orgasm.
I stay like this, trying to catch my breath, even as Colton wipes off my tattoo. I smile, enjoying the way he soothes the throbbing pain away, spreading the cool gel across my skin.
I’m still suspended in this fog of pleasure as Sebastian starts to slowly roll his hips, grinding his cock into me.
“Hey Colt?” I hear Luke ask. “What kind of gel is that?”
My eyes shoot up, finding Luke’s as I try and get a read on the purpose of that question.
But when I glance at Sebastian’s devastating smile, I have a feeling I’m about to find out.
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
SEBASTIAN
Petroleum jelly is not my favorite, but it will do in a pinch. Not that I care, because Leena’s perfect pussy is already wrapped around my cock. So wherever the stuff goes, is not my fucking problem.
I watch Leena. I just cannot stop fucking staring at this woman. At how goddamn perfect she is. Andfuck.I can’t believe that our girl got herself to a full fucking orgasm from getting a tattoo.
So our woman likes pain and attention.
Fucking noted.
We’ll make sure the next one takes longer.
She leans in, kissing me rougher than she kisses Luke, because she knows I like it. Andfuckif she doesn’t do a thorough job.