Page 144 of Blood of the Saints

“Coat your dick in her blood, feel her around your cock before you’re even inside her,” Blais seductively purrs, making my pussy flood even more.

Theon grunts, and I feel rough fingers dragging across the cut, lapping up the blood dripping down my body. “Fuck. Princess, your blood looks so good against my skin.” Theon’s voice is barely a whisper before he comes back to get more blood. The idea of him using my blood as fucking lube sends my brain into a spiral. One, I never want to escape from.

“I-I want to see.” I can still feel blood dripping down my body, but this is a sight I’m not willing to pass up seeing. Theon moves under my chained arms, standing beside Ace, who continues to hold my leg hooked over his hip. Blood coats his dark skin as he pumps his hard length, never breaking eye contact with me. His fingers are covered in my blood and all I want to do is suck them into my mouth.

“Does this turn you on, princess?” Theon says with a smirk, his fist wrapped around his engorged cock. “Shit. I could come right now with your blood on me.”

“Yes. Fuck, yes. I need you.” The overwhelming sense of need consumes me seeing him like this. I want him and Ace to fucking take every inch of me right this damn moment.

He steps back around me, coating himself in even more blood, before pushing against my backside. Theon keeps pressing further and further into me while I keep my eyes firmly planted on Ace, trying to drown out the stinging pain.

“Fuck, princess. Jesus, you’re so tight,” Theon pants lightly, while Blais moves closer, planting a kiss on my temple. It feels like my asshole is being ripped apart from how big Theon is, but being full of him is everything I’m craving.

“You’re a fucking goddess. One hot-ass goddess who can wreck me any day.” Blais is trying to distract me from the pain, and it works. He runs his nose along my neck, planting soft kisses before he nibbles on my skin, making me melt under his touch. I momentarily forget about how my body is being destroyed from Theon’s blood-stained cock.

“Shit, okay. I’m in.” Theon’s strangled voice makes me laugh softly, knowing he’s struggling just as much as I am.

“Alright, temptress. It’s showtime.” Ace grabs my other thigh wrapping it around his waist with the other one, before easing his cock into me. Crying out in pain, I try to gain my composure.

“Fuck. Wait, just fucking wait.” Feeling them rubbing against my thin walls, knowing how big they both are is almost too much. My pussy already feels like it’s being ripped apart and exploding at the same time. Jesus, fuck. I can feel them deep inside me, on every inch of my skin. They’re lighting up parts of me that have never been touched before.

Feeling my body adjust to both of them, I’m able to relax, letting the lust take control of me.

“Fuck me. Show me what you’ve got.” They both take that as their invitation to start moving. Slowly at first, but with each passing second, they match each other's speed. At some point, they start to alternate with one going in and the other going out. My breath hitches, making it harder to breathe with every powerful thrust. The air in the room gradually escapes as they make my body their playground.

As they claim me.

Possess me.

Own me.

“Damn, your tight pussy is going to rip my dick off,” Ace grunts between thrusts. Sweat and blood coats all of our bodies as we slide against each other. I pull on my restraints, trying to break them free, but it doesn’t work. I’m at their mercy while they slam their cocks inside of me.

Blais stands next to us watching the show as he glides his hand up and down his erection at a rapid pace. “Fuck her harder. Show her just what she’s been missing out on. I want her screams to fill this room,” he grunts from beside us, giving Theon and Ace all the encouragement they need.

“I’ve been wanting to do this since the moment you walked into the club,” Ace says before leaning into me, kissing me with a wanting intensity I feel all the way to my toes. “My brothers and I knew deep down you were ours the moment you fought back in here that first night.” He thrusts even harder while Theon matches his pace.

“It took some of us longer to realize it than others,” Theon whispers into my ear before biting my lobe, letting me know just how much things have changed since then.

“Ahhh, fuck.” My body is losing control with each thing they say, every time they fucking slam into my thin walls. The sounds of our skin slapping together is like music to my ears.

How many fucking orgasms can a woman have in one go?

“Say it, Zamira. Say you’ve wanted us too,” Theon grunts, his pace turning frantic as his hands squeeze even tighter into my hips. “Fucking say it.” He keeps going at a pace that is sure to promise I won’t be walking or sitting down any time soon.

“I’ve always wanted you. All of you.” He slaps my ass hard before I feel his release ripping through me.

“Princess. Fuck. Yes, princess.” He continues to thrust hard and fast while coating me with his cum. My entire body squeezes thinking about just how fucking turned on I am right now while they’re all marking me as theirs.

“I’m close, temptress. Hold on.” It’s all the warning I get before Ace brings his hand to my throat squeezing so hard, I’m starting to see stars. “Fucking take it.” He picks up his speed ramming into me so hard I can practically feel it in my throat. Moments later, he roars before warmth fills my belly, getting slick from his hot cum spraying inside me. My orgasm follows, shredding me apart piece by piece, knowing these men are fucking mine.

I am theirs and they are mine.

All mine.

My chest heaves up and down rapidly as Blais grunts beside me, before his hot cum lands on my side covering me possessively. Each of them has their release dripping from my body, making me want more. I want my body covered in their cum, mixed with my blood and their blood. I want the world to know they own me just as I own them. I want all of them, until I can’t breathe anymore.

Our sticky bodies are still pressed together, trying to regain our composure. My mind is a hot mess. I can’t even say anything as I hang here between them.

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