Page 43 of The Hallows Boys

I nod, unsure if I should even do that, but it seems to please him enough that he lifts off of me, putting himself between my open legs.

I feel him pick up whatever he’s brought from the dresser, a clicking noise following the motion before the unmistakable whir of a vibrator.

My veins fill with need, and when I clench my core, the plug in my ass feels tighter, sending pleasure through my abdomen.

No one speaks as Kaiden presses the bullet shaped vibrator to the dimples in my back, making me jump from the sensation. He moves it slowly, stroking it across the skin of my back a few times before he moves it downwards.

The vibrator skates over my ass cheeks, making my skin pulse and tingle. He slides it around the globes of my ass, through the top of my ass crack and then around my hips. My jaw clenches, molten heat running through my core as arousal slips from me down onto the bed.

I hum through my lips, letting my eyes fall closed as I enjoy the pleasure he’s bringing to my skin. He slides it back around, slipping it between my ass cheeks before he presses it against the plug in my ass.

My entireworldvibrates, the plug pulsing inside of me. Pleasure ripples through every inch, creating a burning in my womb so hot I can’t help but scream.

“Holy shit!” I curl my head off the bed, my arms and legs all pulling at the rope holding me in place. I feel an orgasm begin to grow, building bigger and bigger the longer he holds the bullet to the plug. I try to lift my ass off the bed to press closer, but the restraints make it impossible, sending a frustration through me that transforms in the form of another scream. I just jerk and squirm the most I can on top of the blankets.

Kaiden finally moves the vibrator, sliding it through my slippery cunt, the vibrations rocketing through me as he ghosts over my entrance and then presses against my clit.

He pushes the bullet to my clit, hard, almost painfully, but then an orgasm hits me like a fucking truck, sending shocks and convulsions to rack my muscles. I scream, unable to hold the noise in my throat, my clit pulsing in tune with the vibrator.

My body flails against the mattress as I come so hard that stars take over my vision, my chest so tight that it feels like I can’t breathe. When my orgasm starts to subside, I gasp for air. But Kaiden doesn’t move the vibrator. He presses it to my clit, holding it in place, even as I try to gyrate my hips to get away. The vibrations make the pressure inside of me build so deep that tears lick at my eyes.

“Oh God!” I scream. “Enough!”

Kaiden chuckles, pressing the bullet harder against my clit. “That was only one, Little Rabbit.”

I scream. My clit is oversensitive from my multiple orgasms tonight, and overwhelming waves of heat spread over me.

Three fingers slide into me easily, sending pleasure shooting through my core. Tears fall over the edge of my eyelids, sliding down my cheeks and soaking the blanket at the same time another scream rips from my throat.

“Come on, Little Rabbit,” Vinny croons. “Come on my fingers.”

He pumps the digits a few times, curling up and stroking my G-spot, sending me falling off the cliff of another orgasm. My eyes roll back, my legs shaking uncontrollably as my hips rock hard and fast against the fingers inside of me. All of my muscles start to hurt with the intensity of my climax, my body tensed to the point of being locked in position.

I moan loudly, over and over, my throat dry and sore as I yell through my release. Reality blurs, sending me falling into blackness for a moment before my eyes pop back open, my hands balling into fists and my nails cutting my skin.

Kaiden removes the vibrator from my clit at the same moment Vinny slips his fingers free. I say a silent prayer as I try to catch my breath, my body molding like jelly to the mattress as my chest heaves. They don’t waste a moment though, as someone’s thighs straddle my legs and shimmy upwards until they’re sitting on my torso.

Hands spread into my matted hair, a pair of lips pressing softly against the back of my neck. I hear someone breathe deeply on my skin, the mouth kissing me. “You smell so fucking good, Sage.”

I blow out a breath, sighing, “Beckham.”

“Yes, baby.” He sucks the skin of my neck into his mouth.

I hum between my lips, a different type of warmth spreading in my chest as he calls me baby again – butterflies kissing the inside of my belly.

He leans up, his lips leaving my skin and making me feel cold. “Ready for more, Little Rabbit?”

His voice is laced with malice and desire, and even though my body is exhausted, it still lights up from his words.

I feel someone’s cock press into me from behind, sliding through the drenched flesh of my pussy until they’re sheathed all the way. I moan, my head lifting from the bed a little.

“Oh, God,” I moan, breathless.

I don’t know who’s inside of me, and that sends a lick of thrill through my veins, making my pussy tighten and pulse with need. Beckham’s hands slide along my back, his fingers tracing the outline of the initial Vinny carved into my skin earlier in the night – the mixture of pleasure from being fucked and the sting of pain from the wound makes me whimper.

“It’s my turn, Sage,” Beckham whispers, his finger pressing harder against the cut. “I need to mark you.”

I nod my head absentmindedly, a sliver of fear entering my bloodstream at the thought of being cut again, but there’s something greater than fear inside of me. Desire – desire to feel the knife slice into me again, to feel the rush that came over me when Vinny did it before.

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