Page 102 of Queen of Anarchy (Dirty Broken Savages 2)

I nod, too breathless to speak.

“Fuck, yeah,” Knox groans. “Ash, go get me a ring. Bathroom drawer to the right of the sink.”

Ash’s eyes are just as dark and full of desire as Knox’s are, and he gets up and hustles out of the living room, taking the stairs two at a time.

Knox keeps squeezing my nipple, pinching it like he wants to keep it good and hard for what he plans to do. Ash comes back in no time, a small silver ring in his hand.

He passes it to Knox, and the others move in even closer. They’re still touching me wherever they can. I’ve never been afraid of pain, but there’s comfort in having them so close and having them grounding me. It keeps me in the moment and lets me focus on nothing but the anticipation.

Knox drags the needle over my breast, tracing the curve of it and then bringing the tip to my nipple. He teases me with the point of it, letting me feel how sharp it is for just a second.

I suck in a breath, and then he presses the needle through my flesh, piercing it.

I don’t yell this time, but I do buck forward a little bit. It hurts like a motherfucker, but right on the heels of that pain is pleasure, deep and dark and enticing.

I’m breathing hard, and my legs are spread, but I don’t remember spreading them. One of those involuntary things that comes from being so turned on, I guess.

Knox puts the ring in my nipple and then slides his fingers down into the sweat pants I put on when we got back to the house. I’m already so wet that it’s so easy for him to work two fingers into my pussy, and he thrusts them in deep, filling me up with them.

I moan, squirming on the table while he has his way with me. His fingers are so thick that having two in me is almost the size of a cock, and my pussy clenches around them, trying to drag them in deeper, trying to get more.

It feels too good not to. I want to feel him everywhere, and the throbbing from my newly pierced nipple matches the throbbing of my clit as I get more and more turned on.

Behind me, Gage wraps his hand around my throat. He tilts my head back, and I look up at him from upside down. He smirks, then leans down to kiss me, just adding to the sensation.

Priest and Ash join in as well. Ash works my pants off, giving them more access to my skin. He slides his hands down my thighs, spreading them even more for Knox, who adds a third finger to the mix.

That stretches me so much that I nearly scream from the way it feels. My body manages to accommodate it, and I can feel the pleasure building. It’s like a tidal wave, getting closer and closer, and soon enough it sweeps me up.

“Shit. Oh,shit,” I manage to moan as I fall headfirst into an orgasm, shaking from the intensity of it.

Knox grins, heated and fierce. “Look at you,” he mutters, not letting up. He works all three of those fingers in a little deeper, and I keep trembling for him. “You love this, don’t you? Your tight little cunt sucking my fingers in like you can’t get enough of them.”

“Fuck,” I pant. “Knox…”

“Yeah, I know. I know how much you want it, little fox. Lucky for you, there are enough of us to keep you satisfied. All four of us could fuck you all together. We wouldn’t even have to take turns. We could fuck every hole, touch you in every way.”

“Oh god,” I practically sob, just thinking about it. Because he’s right. They could do that. One of them in my mouth, one in my ass, one in my pussy. Then I’d use my hand to stroke the fourth one. They could rotate, so each of them gets a turn in each hole.

My heart races from the thought, and it’s like they can smell the uptick in my arousal, because they all jump in on it, playing out this little fantasy that’s unfolding in our collective imaginations.

Gage tightens his hand around my throat, pulling my head back a little bit more, just enough to get my attention.

“Yeah, she’d like that,” he rumbles, his voice deep and rough. “We could keep you so full. There would always be a cock in you, and you’d still beg for more, wouldn’t you?”

I whimper at that, and Priest reaches up to tug at my nipple, teasing the mostly healed piercing. “I wonder how many times we could get you to come,” he murmurs. “Until you pass out? Until you can’t take anymore?”

“I wanna fuck your ass,” Knox says. “I bet it’s so fucking tight. Can you take me back there? Let me have my way with you?”

I nod eagerly. At this point, whatever they want, they can have. I’m desperate for their filthy words, moaning and rocking against Knox’s fingers.

Gage leans down so his mouth is right by my ear. “Should I tell him I’ve fucked your ass?” he whispers. “Should I tell him about how tight it was, and how you begged me for more and fell apart like a good girl?”

I whine at that, and he grins against the shell of my ear.

“You can have her ass,” Ash says. “I want her mouth. I want to cover that pretty face in my cum, so she knows who she belongs to. I want to see if she can take it all the way down her throat.”

My mouth waters at the prospect, and I open it almost automatically, like I’m begging for him to do what he’s describing.

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