Page 26 of Love Me in the Dark
“What do you think, Puppet?” Knox asks as he starts to fuck me with his hand.
“Why don’t you find out for yourself,” I groan and tip my head back.
“Your scars tell a story, Phoenyx,” Rook says. “Who did this to you?”
“Fuck you,” I say through gritted teeth. Knox curls his fingers and rapidly increases his pace. I lift my hips, and I groan. I grab hold of his wrist to squeeze, but I’m not trying to make him stop. I want to come. What the fuck is wrong with me? Them? Who here is crazier?
“Oh, look at that. Our puppet wants to come,” Tripp says. “Why not let her come, Knox?”
I open my eyes to see Tripp hand Knox one of the new dildos that isn’t the massive seventeen-inch one but is still massive. “Wait. Wait. Wait,” I moan. He doesn’t stop as lube is applied. When he does stop, I twist my hips to try and roll, but when they let me, I’m immediately bent over the ottoman and held down.
“I’d advise you relax, Puppet,” Tripp chuckles.
“Fuck,” I whine as panic surfaces. “Plea…”
“Please what?” Knox asks.
“Fuck you,” I growl.
“Say it, or it’s going in your ass,” he warns.
“Fuck. Fine,” I sigh. “Please don’t hurt me.”
“We won’t,” Knox says sincerely. “You’ve been hurt enough for one lifetime.”
“Then why… Oh my God,” I groan when I am slowly filled with my own weapon.
“Tell us if you’re hurting, Phoenyx. Pain is not our intention,” Tripp says seriously.
“Mhmm,” I whine as the toy slowly moves inside of me.
“Why do you kill rapists?” Rook asks.
“Fuck you,” I moan. They increase their speed, and it feels so fucking good. It’s stretching me perfectly and hitting all the right places. They continue asking questions, but I ignore them. Eventually, they do get fed up with my lack of response. The pace turns unrelenting, and they start fucking me hard and deep.
“Tell us, or your ass is next,” Tripp says.
“Fuck you,” I say, panting. A few seconds later, they fill my ass with one of the toys that is slightly smaller than the one already inside of me. I wince as a dull pain fills my belly. “That hurts. Fuck! That hurts.”
“Relax your body and it won’t hurt, Puppet,” Knox says. I whine again but force my muscles to loosen up. The pain dissipates, and they start moving faster.
“Fuck, that’s good. Oh God,” I moan and push my hips back. They abruptly stop and pull the toys out of me, making me groan my complaint.
“I have a better idea,” Knox says. “A hunt.”
“What?” I ask as they pull me to my feet. Knox steps closer, lifting my chin. I swallow hard.
“You run, and we hunt you. If we catch you, we get to keep you as our toy, and you have to speak up. If you get away or hide until morning, nothing will come of this. You’ll be free as long as you don’t try to kill me again.”
“Fine,” I say. “Can I have my clothes?”
“Nope,” Tripp says with a grin.
“Do I have another option?” I ask.
“Why? Are you scared?” Rook asks.
“You three don’t scare me,” I say.
