Page 40 of The Hallows Boys

“I like blood.”

My breath gets caught in my throat, making me freeze as the reality of my suspicions come to life. It’s a knife, from the top drawer of the dresser. He’s going to hurt me.

“Have you ever been cut before, Little Rabbit? Let someone lick, suck, or play with your blood?”

I shake my head minutely, trying not to move my body so the knife doesn’t nick my skin. I’ve heard of people getting turned on by blood before, enjoying the art of cutting or slicing up their partner for shared pleasure, but I’ve never wanted to experience it myself.

The cold steel of the knife leaves my skin, making me sigh in relief, just before Vinny rolls me over so I’m lying on my stomach again. He grips my hair. “Do you want to let me taste your blood, Little Rabbit?”

The bed dips on the other side of me as Vinny trails his hand down my behind so he can slide two fingers inside of me, making me cry out from the pleasure.

“Are you going to let me cut my name into your perfect fucking skin?” he growls, pumping his fingers savagely as he sends me racing toward my climax.

Another hand slides against my ass, squeezing the globe before fingers slide through my crack and prod at my asshole.

“Please, let me come,” I beg as the fingers push through the ring of muscle and start pumping in and out.

The soft velvet of someone’s cock touches my lips, making me open wide. Beckham groans, giving himself away once again as I suck down his dick, swirling my tongue around the head.

Vinny adds a third finger in my pussy, and I moan loudly through the mouthful of cock. Beckham takes the opportunity to shove deeper inside my throat, making me gag.

Drool dribbles down my chin as he fucks my face, but I don’t fucking care. All I want is my release, and it’s building inside of me once more so big that I’m going to explode at any moment.

Beckham bucks his hips faster against my face, and the two boys at my other end finger fuck my pussy and ass without restraint. I feel my toes start to curl and my legs start to shake as my orgasm bubbles up, sending me falling over the edge of the best orgasm I’ve ever had.

“Now,” Kaiden commands as I scream through my climax.

A sharp lick of pain blooms on my shoulder blade, hot blood dripping down as Vinny drags the knife across my skin in a perfect V shape to claim me. The sting of the blade or the trail of blood should scare me, have me crying and trying to get away from them, but it doesn’t. It intensifies my orgasm to heights I’ve never reached, making me open my throat wider to swallow Beckham’s cock down farther.

“Oh, fuck,” he moans, grabbing my hair. “She fucking likes it.”

He grunts as he thrusts into my mouth a few more times, but then pulls away. “But I’m not coming down that pretty throat, Sage the Savage. That’s saved for that tight pussy of yours.”

“More,” I cry, “I needmore.”

They all groan in pleasure, like my words have them ready to come in their pants.

Someone tears the blindfold from my eyes just as Vinny is running his tongue along the fresh blood on my back, and the light blinds me for a moment before my eyes adjust again.

Fuck me.I look over my shoulder at them, biting my lip with pleasure as they pull their fingers from inside me and step away. They’re fucking delicious, all three of them. Their hair is messed up wildly, and they each stand in identical pairs of tight, black boxer briefs that hang low on their hips. Their cocks are hard as stone under the fabric, making my stomach fill with need once again.

All three of them have tattoos you can’t see with their clothes on, as if they got the artwork done in hidden places for a specific reason. I knew they were inked; tattoos tease and peek out from underneath their collars at school, and Beckham has his forearms done in dark shadows. But now, seeing them fully exposed and shirtless, they’re all fucking masterpieces. All three of them on display for me, standing like statues of wickedness and sin.

I take a deep breath, lifting onto my knees on the bed and putting myself on display for them. They all straighten, watching what I’m doing with curious eyes. I feel empowered, knowing I’m the reason these three gorgeous boys are hard and turned on. It makes me realize how much control I have here.

I trail my hands down my chest, stopping when I reach my tits. Pinching my nipples, I moan and throw my head back.

“Sage.” Kaiden steps toward me. “Be a good girl and lie down on your back. Hang your head over the edge of the bed.”

I’ve never seen myself as submissive, but with Kaiden Thorne, I think anyone would be. He dominates every room he occupies, making everyone feel smaller. If Beckham and Vincent are Hallows Boys, Kaiden is the Hallows King.

I do as he commands, eagerly waiting for the dark boy to give me his next instruction. He wraps his hand in my hair as he passes me, making me watch him as he sits down in the armchair parallel to the bed.

Once he’s settled in the chair, and my back is flat on the bed with my head hanging over the edge, Kaiden nods to his friends.

I lift up a little, looking across the room to where Vinny and Beckham are grabbing items from one of the dresser drawers. When they turn around to face me, Beckham is holding a clear object and Vinny is holding a black one. They walk toward me, and as they get closer, I realize they’re holding a butt plug and a dildo.

My stomach tightens at the thought of being filled by both items, but soon settles when I spot a bottle of oil in Beckham’s other hand.

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