Page 27 of Savage Love
Zev is fucking my throat hard and fast as Ren pounds into me, making my belly hurt. Three months of pent-up sexual frustration is being put behind every thrust, and I fucking love it.I love every moment of their brutality. Just one more reason why I’ll always choose this savage love.
Chapter Nine
Astra
When the plane landed,I was so tired from them fucking me that I slept most of the way to the hotel. I didn’t wake until they were laying me in the center of a bed. They got me undressed before doing the same thing. When they got into bed, Zev had me face Ren so I could snuggle against his chest as Zev stayed pressed against my back. Waking to find they’re both sleeping with their arms wrapped around me is amazing.
I didn’t even know what a hotel was until last week. I’m learning a lot, and I’m excited to see how this country operates compared to Ossara and Torvex. I know there are a lot of things to learn still.
I grow restless sitting here in the quiet and unable to get up, so I roll to my back. They are both facing me, so I drop my hands down and take their cocks in my hands. I start stroking them,making them harden with my touch. As soon as their eyes snap open, I giggle and jump up from the bed. I burst out laughing when Ren grabs me and pulls me on top of him. We shift so he has his feet on the ground as he is lying back on the bed.
“Good morning,” I smile brightly.
“You’re a bratty little woman, you know that?” Ren asks, grabbing my hips and pulling me down on his cock.
“Fuck,” I moan softly.
“I think it’s time we teach you a thing or two about the consequences of teasing,” Zev says as he touches my lower back and moves behind me.
“Oh, wait. Hold up,” I say, sitting up. “You really will…” I stop talking and gasp loudly when Zev slams into my ass. I am stretched wide, and my body is struggling to adapt to both of them. “Too much.”
“Say that again? I didn’t hear you,” Ren says. When I try to say it again, they start to move. “Come on now. What were you going to say?”
“F-Fuck,” I stammer. “Oh m-my G-God.”
“This is your life, my love. We will take you when we want… where we want… and how hard we want,” Ren grunts, emphasizing his words with unrelenting thrusts.
“Harder,” I plead.
“Look at you, taking our cocks like the pretty little slut you are,” Zev hums before surging deeper.
Zev pulls me up and tightly grips my throat as they both start to fuck me at an unforgiving pace. My back is arched dramatically, and Ren has his hands on my waist, his thumbs digging into the bends of my hips. Zev occasionally releases his hold on my throat to allow me to breathe, but only for short periods of time.
I love the way they use me, like they are trying to break me. No one will break me, but I will certainly let them bend me. This is a mind-numbing experience that I am addicted to. I’m addicted to the way my body responds to them and how they respond to me. I could survive on their praise alone, but it is the degradation that breathes life into my soul. It shows me that love and pain can coincide without being harmful. I can find pleasure in feigned aggression because I know their heart. I know that their love for me runs deep.
We all fall into our orgasms together, desperately moaning, needing every drop of this feeling. They move me to the bed and clean me as I float through a catatonic-like feeling. They continue and even get me dressed before making me get up.
“I feel like the real punishment here is making me function after that,” I say when Zev hugs me.
“You don’t have any identification, so you have to stay with one of us at all times. If the police ask to see your ID, we will have toshow them documentation that you are a refugee of Ossara,” Zev tells me.
“Uh… okay,” I say.
“You are scared,” Ren says.
“I just don’t have a good history with government officials, the military, or police,” I say.
“I know,” Ren says, hugging me. “But we still want you to meet them. We want you to see how different the world is compared to where you came from.”
“Yeah,” I sigh. “Well, let’s go.”
We leave the room and make our way outside. We are in a big city, and there are people everywhere. I’m not used to this many people. Ossara has a few hundred thousand people. Torvex has a few hundred. Zev told me last night that this city alone has a million, and it’s not even the biggest city in the country.
There is a little stand on the sidewalk where they are selling breakfast burritos, so we get one and take our time eating as we walk through the city. I don’t know if we have any particular place in mind, but I’m enjoying things. It’s less overwhelming the longer I am walking around, but it helps that Zev is on one side and Ren is on the other.
I pull away from the guys to throw my trash away, but when I turn around, I run into a police officer. Panic immediately burstsout of me, and I scream as I fall backward. “Oh my goodness. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you,” the man says, kneeling down to offer me his hand. I rapidly shake my head and move away from him. Zev and Ren immediately rush over to me.
“You’re okay. Come on,” Zev says, picking me up.
