Page 82 of Bleed for Me

Seven snorted in response and slowly started to thrust. Tears attacked my eyes from the sharp pain, but after a few moments of them both sliding in and out of me, the pain subsided. I felt so unbelievably full, but in the best way.

“How does that feel?” Archer asked.

“Good.”

His mouth stretched into a smile, and he started pounding into me more furiously this time, my arms winding around his neck so that I could be as close to him as humanly possible. Seven increased his pace too, his hand coming down on my ass hard, causing my pussy to clamp around Archer with desire.

“I think she likes that,” Archer pointed out.

“Of course she does. She’s a freaky little slut.” Annoyance trickled through me, but before I could say anything, he slapped my ass again, causing a moan to fall from my lips instead. “Fuck,” he groaned, slamming his hips against my ass. “Her asshole is so goddamn tight. You want me to cum in you, Rosalie?”

My breathing picked up, electricity spiraling through my veins. A thick fog swarmed my head, disregarding all rationality. Yes. I wanted him to cum in me, to feel the warmth of his liquid filling me completely. But saying that out loud was embarrassing.

Archer moaned, his fingertips digging into my lower back. “Answer him, baby. Do you want Seven’s cum in your ass?”

I was suddenly thankful that my face was hidden and they couldn’t see the flush of my cheeks.

“Fuck it. I’m going to do it anyway,” Seven grunted, driving into me ruthlessly. “She’s gripping me so tight; I’m not going to last long.”

With his words, my stomach tightened, sparks dancing behind my eyelids. A moan tore from my lips as I shattered around Archer, my release exploding all over him.

“Holy shit,” Archer breathed out. “She just squirted all over my cock.”

Seven leaned forward, winding his hand through my hair and tugged, causing my back to arch and my head to lift so that I was in a more upright position. My hands moved to Archer’s chest to help support me while they continued fucking me. Pain seared through my scalp, but I loved every minute of it. My eyes darted over to Jordan who now had his sweats down, his hand wrapped around his thick, tattooed dick where he pumped it up and down vigorously. My tits bounced with every movement, pleasure consuming my body entirely.

“God damn,” Seven moaned. “You’re so fucking sexy. Watching our cocks slide in and out of you is the hottest thing ever. You’re dripping all over him.” He removed a hand from around my waist, his fingertips brushing against my raw pussy as he ran them along my juices. I glanced over my shoulder just in time to see him stick them in his mouth, his eyes falling on mine. Something sharp and electric passed between us in that moment and I could tell that he felt it, too.

“Fuck. I can’t,” Archer grunted, his hot seed shooting into me.

My eyes widened, my lips falling open as I turned back to look at him. He just came inside me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Horror twisted my stomach, but I couldn’t form words. Seven was releasing in me next, his warm liquid filling my ass so completely, I couldn’t help but cry out. He returned both hands to my hips, jerking me back into him a few more times, myass jiggling with every movement. I collapsed onto Archer, my breathing coming out rough and ragged.

“You did amazing,” Archer complimented, cupping my sweaty face between his hands and kissing me deeply.

Seven slipped out of me and I winced from the slight burn of his departure, his cum trickling down my ass and onto Archer, but he didn’t seem to mind. Next, his mouth was on me again, sucking out his release and causing me to tremble against Archer with a surprised gasp.

The bed dipped again beneath Seven’s waist, and he rounded the mattress. He fisted my hair again, tugging me back and leaned down to kiss Archer in my place, spitting his cum right into his mouth. Archer groaned, moving his hands to grip Seven’s face and tugged him closer, smushing me between them. Archer’s dick twitched inside me a few times, causing me to whimper.

“I’m still pissed at you,” Archer told him when he pulled away. “This didn’t change anything.”

Seven shrugged. “It didn’t change anything for me, either. I still want nothing to do with her.”

A lump formed in my throat at that admission, and I felt dirtier than ever now. I knew this wouldn’t change anything, but with Archer joining in and how hot it had been, I couldn’t help but hope that it might. Archer nodded firmly, dropping his hands from around my waist. I took that opportunity to climb off him, and hurried to gather my clothes, trying not to let it show that his words stung.

Once I was dressed, my fingers worked through my hair trying to undo the tangles of the mess this had caused. If this didn’t mean anything to them, then I could pretend, too. “You were useful for once. Thanks. Now I’m going to go,” I said in my most monotone voice, even though my heart was pounding.

Something flashed across Seven’s face, and I wondered if I’d been too convincing, but that was the goal.

“What?” I taunted, going in for the kill. “You didn’t think this was anything more than a booty call, did you? I already told you; you weren’t my first choice. You were just the only thing available at the time.”

Jordan released a laugh, drawing my gaze to him. His pants were pulled back up, leading me to believe he’d already gotten off. But I didn’t care about what he thought, either. To him, I was just sloppy seconds.

I glanced over at Archer, a smile curling the corners of my mouth. “Walk with me?”

Surprise flashed across his face, but he nodded and grabbed his boxers. It made me feel a little guilty, because I was pissed at him, too. He came in me without even asking. I wasn’t on birth control. At least Seven didn’t cum in my pussy. He pulled out. This was purely to hurt Seven even more. To get back at him for the things he’d said to me.

Once Archer was dressed, I led the way out of his room, my brain spiraling. I needed a shower and an ice pack. When we reached my door, I slipped inside. He turned to leave, not bothering to say anything which was unlike him but his mind seemed to be somewhere else. I grabbed his wrist, tugging him into me and rose to capture his lips with mine.

“Don’t cum in my pussy ever again,” I whispered. “I’m not on the pill.”

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