Page 25 of Their Mate
“Please,” I begged, my voice a ragged, desperate plea. “Please, I can’t take anymore.”
But they didn’t stop, they only pushed harder, faster, their hands roaming over my body, pinching my nipples, rubbing my clit, claiming me, possessing me. I writhed and moaned against the wall, my body on fire, my need consuming me.
And then, when I was at my most vulnerable, just about to shatter right there with Logan’s fingers in my bottom, Edward slapped his hand between my spread legs, spanking my pussy hard enough to hurt and stopping my impending orgasm in its tracks.
“Aaiiyyy!” I cried out.
“But our mate has been a bad girl and she’s not going to get to come until she’s been properly punished,” Edward warned and then he used the flats of his fingers to spank my mound over and over again. My sensitive flesh stung like it had been scalded, and I bit my lip, trying to keep quiet and put on a brave face.
I could survive this.
I had to survive this.
Even as the slaps to my pussy continued and Jamie’s fingers slipped back into my mouth, and Logan’s fingers continued to assault my ass, I started to feel like I was losing myself. Like mybody and mind were no longer one and I was somehow floating above myself, watching as I writhed and moaned, begging for release.
Then Edward used his fingers to spread my pussy open obscenely, exposing my clit. I could feel it pulse, almost like the open air was caressing it. With a wry grin, Jamie pulled his fingers from my mouth and without warning, spanked my clit directly.
It was the worst pain I’d ever experienced. The most intense, acute, and horrible. I cried out loudly. Jamie didn’t care. He spanked my clit again and again, and I knew he wasn’t going to stop until he was satisfied that I’d been punished like a naughty little girl.
“Please! Please! It hurts!” I cried out. I didn’t want to beg. I wouldn’t, but my pussy was burning like it had been stung by a thousand bees, and if this went on much longer, I wasn’t sure if I was going to cry or start coming or both. “I can’t take any more! Please!” I tried to sound fierce, but my words came out a meek little whimper.
My legs trembled, my body shaking, my breath coming in ragged gasps. And then Jamie’s fingers slapped my clit again and that was it. I shattered, pleasure and pain colliding and spiraling through me like wildfire.
I moaned loudly, the sound echoing off the walls. Logan’s fingers slammed into my ass one last time and it was like an explosion, the sensation all-encompassing. I screamed, my body writhing and thrashing against the wall, my climax ripping through me with a force that left me breathless.
“Bad girl. Coming so hard with both this soaking wet little cunt and your tightest hole sore,” Logan chided and the shame heating my face burned that much hotter.
I slumped against the wall, my legs barely able to support me. Logan’s fingers slid out of my ass, leaving me feeling empty and hollow. My body was spent, and entirely too exhausted from the intensity of the orgasm that had rocked me to my very core.
Edward snickered, his fingers tracing lightly over my sensitive skin.
“I didn’t mean to,” I tried, but the words died on my tongue as Logan slapped my ass hard.
“Bad little mates don’tchooseto come. They’remadeto come,” Logan growled.
Jamie chuckled, his hand slipping between my legs, his fingers tracing the sensitive folds of my pussy. “She’s so fucking wet, her pretty pink cunt is practically weeping for us.”
Unable to deny the truth of his words, a mewl of shame escaped me.
“You’ve had your fun. Let me go,” I pleaded weakly.
“She thinks we’re through with her,” Edward smirked.
“Such an innocent little thing,” Jamie said, amusement written all over his features.
“Little mate, we’re only beginning,” Logan said, and I could hear the promise in his voice. I tensed, my heart pounding in my chest.
No.
I couldn’t take anymore. I needed to get away, to escape before they consumed me completely. I gathered the last of my strength, pushing against them with all my might, but it was no use. They easily held me in place, their hands like vises holding me.
“Feisty,” Logan growled, his eyes dark with desire.
“Bad girl. You need to be stuffed full of our cocks, don’t you?” Jamie asked and my eyes opened wide.
Oh, my god. No. Ididn’t. I was innocent. I couldn’t.
But my pussy was dripping, and I didn’t know how to explain that.
