Page 161 of Redeemed

She nods, whimpering.

“That means no part of your body is off-limits. You’re ours to use however we see fit. Isn’t that right, boys?”

“Sure is,” Colton says with a smirk, and Xander nods in agreement.

Haven gives one last halfhearted kick that they hold back with ease. She’s panting and glaring up at us now, those pretty brown eyes of hers narrowed into thin slits. God, she really does look cute when she’s mad.

“I hate you,” she spits out. “I hate—”

Xander shoves his fingers into her mouth, cutting her off. She lets out a surprised noise, her eyes flaring, and when he pushes them in farther, she gags.

“That’s it, doll. Give us those tears.” He pulls out for a second and then does it again. “Yeah, there we go. So fuckin’ pretty.”

“Did you bring the gag?” Colton asks. “If she’s gonna talk back, then she’s not gonna talk at all.”

“Yeah, got it.”

“Blink three times fast if you need to tap out,” I tell her.

Xander gets up and moves out of my line of sight for a second. When he comes back, a ball gag is dangling from his hand.

When Haven sees it, she shakes her head. “No. No, you don’t need to do that. I’ll be quiet. I’ll—”

Xander spits in her mouth right before he shoves the ball gag into her mouth. She’s kicking again, but we keep her still while Xander fastens the buckle at the back of her head.

“Stupid slut,” I taunt. “How many times will it take for you to realize you can’t overpower us?”

With one last muffled sob, Haven stops.

Having my dick sliding against her feels like heaven. Her skin is so soft, and she’s fucking soaked. I slow my thrusts, focusing on adding more pressure as I drag my cock against her clit.

Having her crying and struggling underneath me has me so worked up that I’m already close to coming. And when she lets out a choked noise, I realize she is, too.

“Look at that,” I say tightly. “I bet you two don’t even have to hold her down anymore.”

Xander lets go, and so does Colton. Tears leak from Haven’s eyes as I push her into another orgasm. From the look in her eyes, she’s trying to fight it, but she’s not in control of her body right now. I am.

Haven screaming through her gag does me in. I push myself up and stroke my cock with my hand. At the loss of sensation, Haven slumps into the floor. Her gaze turns desperate at first, and then disappointed at the fact that I ruined her orgasm just as it was starting.

My cum shoots onto Haven’s bodysuit, and Xander lets out a low groan at the sight. He scoops some onto his finger and smears it onto Haven’s chest.

“Ours,” Xander mutters. “You’re fucking ours.”

As I finish, I stare down at Haven. She’s a mess—cum on her face, in her hair, on her tits. Maybe it’s because I’m still coming down from my orgasm, but I think this is the prettiest I’ve ever seen her.

More tears fall from Haven’s eyes, and I realize she’s having trouble breathing with the gag in. Colton must, too, because he pulls her into a sitting position and unbuckles the gag. She spits it out and heaves in a shaky breath.

“You’re okay, angel,” Colton says. “You’re okay.”

Easing in behind her, Xander undoes the cuffs and sets them on the floor. “You did well, doll. You were perfect.”

Haven is still too focused on breathing to respond. Hell, I don’t know if she even heard what Xander said. She’s seems too out of it, and that’s only proven when she lets Colton pull her into his lap. He rocks her back and forth until she sinks into him.

“I want Athelia,” she whispers.

With a sigh, Colton strokes her hair. “I know.”

“Please, Colt. P-please.”

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