Page 80 of Destroy (Deadly Hearts 2)

ChapterThirty-Five

Ruby

Icrawl into Ramsey’s lap, struggling to get his pants undone. Now that Layton has taken care of the ‘first time’, I feel more at ease. I realized about halfway through, that what Smith did to me wasn’t about sex. It was about power. He had it, I didn’t. The sex is neither here nor there in the grand scheme of things. The power, though? That is bigger, greater, and I have it back. I have five men in this room who would do anything for me, anything I ask. If that isn’t power, then I don’t know what is.

I feel like a goddess and finally, finally, feel like myself again. I stroke Ramsey’s huge cock, enjoying the feel of it in my hand. I jerk him off steadily, needing to keep moving. Always moving now. I was immobile at the hands of Boomer and Smith. No power.

I shake the thoughts from my mind and focus on the big dick that I need inside me. The more dicks the better to erase Smith’s puny prick. I think I’ve gone slightly mad. The thoughts are racing, but I have to keep moving.

I slide down on Ramsey, taking in his entire length before I settle and start to ride him, slowly, rotating my hips. “David,” I pant. “Come to me.”

He does, straight away.

Power.

“Touch me.”

He groans softly, coming up behind me and cupping my breasts. He tweaks my nipples gently until I moan, and then he twists them roughly.

“Yes,” I cry out, feeling myself get wetter.

David kisses my neck. Ramsey leans forward to kiss my mouth. I’m caught between the two, but I’m not trapped. In order to prove that to myself and them, I wiggle out from in between them and turn to face David. He is naked and delicious. I run my hands down his chest, bending down to take his cock in my mouth. He shoves his hand into my hair to hold me close but not control me. Ramsey shuffles onto his knees and then rams into me from behind, unable to help the passion, the drive to fuck me hard and fast.

I groan, the vibration causing David to pant. I suck him a bit more, but then he pulls away. Ramsey slams into me, his breathing ragged. My climax is building. I want it. I need it. It hits me hard, and I cry out, my pussy clenching around Ramsey’s cock, milking him until he releases inside me, shooting his load and filling me up.

“Yes, baby,” I rasp. “Yes.”

David wastes no time in replacing Ramsey behind me, but instead he pulls me back so that I’m straddling him, reverse-cowgirl.

Declan, practically flies across the bed and attaches his mouth to my clit, tugging on it while David’s cock stretches my pussy wide.

Power.

I have it. They don’t.

That thought alone, has my pussy soaking David’s cock even more. He almost whimpers as I start to ride him, with Declan’s mouth keeping up, licking and flicking my clit until I explode in a display of fireworks as the blood rushes through my body. I convulse, once, twice, my pussy tightens its hold on David’s cock until I hear him cry out in triumph. He comes, panting heavily, his hands on my tits.

“Rubes,” he murmurs, turning my head and kissing me. “I love you.”

“Love you,” I murmur and then, I’m yanked from David’s cock to fall onto Declan who is flat on his back, an expression on his face of adoration and awe.

“You are perfect,” he murmurs. “Just perfect.”

My heart swells with love for him, for all of them. Then the wicked thought enters my head, and I can’t help it.

Declan sees it and chuckles. “Only for you, Princess,” he murmurs.

Like a woman whose birthdays and Christmases have come all at once, I hold my hand out to Cillian.

His eyes go wide, and his mouth drops open.

Oh, the power has me practically creaming myself.

“How?” he asks warily.

“One in the front, one in the back,” David pipes up, “and for the love of God, let me watch.”

“Still recording?” I ask, because for the love of God and everything downstairs as well. I need to watch this myself.

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