Page 107 of Pretty Poisoned

And I can't fucking get enough of it.

"Come here, Teagan baby," Luca says.

His hand slides up my thigh until he reaches my mid-back, and then he pulls me into him and kisses my lips.

I moan into his mouth.

"Stay just like that, Teagan," he says.

"What?"

I feel another hand on my hip before something cold and wet runs down the crack of my ass.

Oh…shit. They're not going to…

Luca pulls me further into him, and Declan runs his hand down my spine before positioning the head of his cock at my opening.

I gasp.

"You're okay," Luca says soothingly. "I've got you."

And that's all the warning I get before Declan sinks inside of me, stretching me before he fills me slowly, inch by inch. I scream through clenched teeth and let myself dig my nails into Luca's biceps.

"How does that feel, Teagan?" Declan asks.

"Umm…full," I say.

As if trying to prove a point, Luca thrusts up into me. "Fuck. Someone needs to start moving, or I'm going to die," he says.

Slowly, Declan begins thrusting in and out of me, and Luca grips my hips, thrusting back into me in the same motion.

There's no way this is the first time they've done this. Not even close.

Eventually, I begin to relax. I let myself sink onto them both, and it starts to feel good.

"You like that, angel?" Luca asks.

"Yes," I tell him.

"You feel fucking amazing," Declan groans. Taking my affirmation as permission, he picks up the pace. "You're doing so good, Teagan."

"Oh, god!" I cry out.

"I told you she was a good girl," Luca says.

I feel cold metal against my skin before Declan leans in, whispering into my ear, "Will you bleed for me now, Teagan?"

"Yes…" I whimper.

"Take the knife, sweetheart. Do it to yourself."

I reach back and wrap my fingers around the handle, then I drag it across the base of my throat, near my jugular, just enough to make it bleed. I drop the knife as Declan wraps his armstightly around the front of my body and presses his mouth to the cut, licking and sucking while he pumps into me from behind.

"Declan…" I moan, reaching behind me and wrapping my arm around his neck. "Harder."

It comes out barely a whisper.

"What did you say?" Declan asks.

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