Page 104 of Owned By Shadows

My heart pounds inside my chest, my breaths short as Roo looks me over like a predator eyeing up his prey.

“Such a pretty thing,” he purrs, bringing the knife to the strap on my right shoulder and slipping the blade between my skin and the strap.

I narrow my eyes. “Don’t you fucking?—”

“Oops.” He chuckles, moving to the other strap as one of my breasts is revealed. He cuts the other strap, all while I glare at him for ruining another beautiful dress.

“You’re not even a little bit sorry, are you?” I ask as my dress slinks down to the floor, leaving me in my glitter heels and a white lace thong.

“Nope,” he replies, popping the P and taking me in. His look is almost feral, his pupils wide as he just keeps looking. My body heats under his gaze, the scar on my shoulder, his initial burning as if he’s carving it all over again. “Such a beautiful Lamb for us to sacrifice.”

“Bring her over,” Nik’s deep voice sounds behind Rowan, and after a moment, Rowan steps aside so Hunt can push me towards Nik. His brown eyes are dark, full of wanting and lust, his chest rising and falling with his deep breaths, as if he’s trying to breathe me in. “Lie down.”

My limbs tremble as I obey, Hunt only letting go of my wrists once I’m up on the bed. Bastard. I get settled on my back, Nik grabbing my wrist and bringing it up to the corner of the bed.

The sheets are silky soft, and washed in between each use, the mattress underneath waterproof too. Things tend to get messy in these rooms, but we still want people to be comfortable.

“Look at you,” Hunt whispers as Nik secures my wrist, then moves to the other one. “Practically begging to be fucked raw.”

He’s not wrong. My skin tingling, my thighs rubbing together in a bid to ease the ache that has formed between them.

Roo chuckles. “She’s our desperate little cum slut.”

They just watch me with lust-filled gazes as Nik finishes tying off my other wrist and then moves onto my ankles until I’m spread eagle with only a small amount of give.

“I think we can take the shoes off,” he states, removing my shoes and placing them on the ground. “Rowan, deal with her thong. I want my pussy on show.”

A small whine-like noise escapes my throat and Rowan climbs onto the bed, his huge erection pushing against the fabric of his boxer briefs. He drags the tip of his knife up the inside of my leg, my skin quivering as he gets close to my core with his sharp blade.

I’m holding my breath by the time he reaches Evangeline, my skin covered in goosebumps. Ever so slowly, he slides the blade underneath the fabric on the right side, and then with a sharp flick of his wrist, his eyes on mine, he cuts through. I cry out when a sharp sting flashes from my hip, glancing down to see a line of crimson beading on the surface of my skin.

“Oh dear, looks like I cut you,” he purrs, and I swallow, looking back at him. His eyes are on the blood, his tongue darting out to trace his lower lip. “I best kiss it better.”

He takes his time lowering his head, drawing it out until I feel like I might burst. Then his warm, wet tongue flicks out, and a moan releases from my lips as he makes contact with the shallow cut. His deep groan follows before he seals his lips over the wound and sucks, his tongue toying and playing with it like he would my pussy.

My back bows off the bed, my hand clenching into fists as my eyes close at the mixture of agonising pleasure and exquisitepain. It’s like he’s got a direct line to my clit, and I can feel an orgasm building even though he’s not touching a single erotic part of me.

“I think she’s going to come from just your tongue, Rowan,” Hunt states in a husky voice, and I blink open my eyes to stare into his. “Stop.”

My shocked gasp sounds loud in the quiet, the music having been turned down so it’s just background noise, as Roo immediately pulls back. “W–what?”

“Oh, Peaches, you didn’t think we’d let you come so easily, did you?” Hunt chuckles. His fingers reach out to circle my raised nipple, and I moan at the light caress. “We’ve got all night to play with you.”

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

“HIM & I (WITH HALSEY)” BY G-EAZY

IRIS

He leans down as I feel Rowan’s blade slide underneath the other side of my thong, Hunt’s mouth closing around my nipple at the same time that Roo cuts the fabric and nicks my skin again. My cry is deep and wanton, heat filling my cheeks when I feel my milk come in, and Hunt groans, his swallows loud.

“Open up,Kotenok,” Nik demands, and I find him standing over me, my head at the perfect height for his dick, which is grasped in his tattooed hands.

Tipping my neck back, I open my mouth, Nik guiding his pierced head to my lips. He curses in Russian as my tongue swipes over the tip, collecting the precum that’s beaded there. I moan at his taste, all male musk and all Nik, and I open my mouth wider when he presses against it.

“Such a greedy thing, aren’t you, Lamb?” Roo coos as I swallow everything Nik gives me, breathing past my gag reflex as he enters my throat, cutting off my air supply.

“So desperate for our cocks,” Nik rasps, pulling out slowly, my tongue playing with the underside of his dick as he pushes back in. “Such a good girl for your men.”

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