Page 38 of The Hallows Boys

Something inside of me snaps – whether it’s that last little bit of dignity or what, but it fizzles through my veins and creates something solid in my chest. My body relaxes again, sniffling and breathing through the tears that I will to stop, and I let myself float on the comforter underneath me.

The burning anger inside of me stays, but something far more powerful takes over and overshadows it – the need to come.

It’s all I can think about, so much so that I feel insanity right on the edge of my mind.

Kaiden slaps the belt down on my ass, at least I think it’s him, making me squeal and quake in response. I clamp my teeth down on my top lip, refusing to scream. I don’t want to give him the satisfaction.

Someone’s hands slide along the flesh of my ass, squeezing and massaging the globes before they slowly move up my body. I feel whoever it is lean onto the bed to get closer, putting their knees on either side of my thighs as their hands travel back down to my ass.

I hear plastic rip, the noise familiar enough that I recognize it as the opening of a condom wrapper.

My brows pull down, confusion making me wonder why they’re deciding to use a condom now when they’ve all been inside of me raw – whether it was my mouth or my pussy. Why would they bother now?

A thick liquid is poured between my ass cheeks before the hands on my flesh grab them and pull them apart. Fingers ghosts against my asshole, and I clench on instinct.

A finger swirls around my asshole, spreading the lube before it pushes inside. I squeeze my eyes shut at the intrusion, thankful for their touch but, still feeling a sting between my cheeks.

The finger pushes further inside me and starts doing circles to stretch me. I moan loudly, the pain turning to pleasure as I get used to the fill. Then a second finger is added, making me gasp. Whoever it is does the same thing, stretching me with two fingers until the fill feels pleasurable.

I hear someone groan as the fingers are pulled from my ass, then I feel the head of someone’s cock nudging at the same tight hole.

“Oh God.” I clench, trying to breathe so my muscles aren’t tightened too hard.

The cock pushes forward, slipping past the ring of muscle and creating a burning between my cheeks.

“Jesus. Fucking.Christ,” Beckham grunts, giving himself away as he nudges forward another inch. “Your ass is so fucking tight, Sage. Have you ever been fucked here before?”

I don’t answer him, just moan in pain and pleasure, and when his hips press forward again, my eyes fill with tears. I squeeze them shut, pushing my hips back to tell him to go all the way in, and he reads my movements and does just that. He slams inside my ass until his balls slap me and I hear him moan loudly.

My core burns, release sitting so fucking close that I can taste it. My legs spread a little more, trying to get a good angle to rub my clit against the bed.

He pulls back a few inches, then slams back in. “Holy fuck.”

Moving slowly, he slaps his palms down on my ass cheeks on every other little thrust of his hips, not moving too fast or hard so I can get used to the sting.

Pleasure sits right at the edge of pain, so I curve my back more so he can thrust deeper.

“C’mon,Becks,” I taunt him, using his nickname for the first time like venom on my tongue. “I know you can do better than that.”

His hips flex, sending his cock plunging inside of me to the hilt, as he bends over me and grabs the back of my neck. “Don’t fuck with me, Sage.”

I bite my tongue, pain and pleasure mixing so beautifully to create a building so deep inside of me, and my mouth turns up in a little grin at the tone of his voice.

Beckham’s hand releases the back of my neck as he sits up again, holding onto my hips as he slowly thrusts in and out of me.

My eyes roll back, but I’m not done taunting him yet, so I swallow down the moan that would give me away.

“I guess Kai is the only one that’ll fuck me good, huh?”

I feel it the second he goes from angry topissed,his resolve slipping as he digs his fingers into my flesh so hard that I feel them bruising. He grunts as he slides from my ass, leaving me empty and panting from the sudden loss.

I open my mouth to protest, since my words did the opposite of what I wanted, but my words are cut off by a lick from the belt on my ass. And another. And another.

Tears fall over the edge of my eyes as he continues smacking the belt down on my ass, leaving a burning fire on every inch of my behind.

After the seventh slap of the belt, I hear it drop to the floor before Beckham pushes his cock back into my ass punishingly.

I scream, my hands pulling so tight against the handcuffs that I wouldn’t be surprised if they were cutting me. He moves hard and fast, pounding into my asshole like a madman.

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