Page 102 of Velvet Cruelty

I moan around Doc. The silk is so lovely and expensive.

Eli laughs. “Sorry, bella. We like ruining beautiful things.”

Doc swings a leg off me and brings his knife between my breasts. “Hold still.”

I freeze as he cuts. The silk barely makes a sound as it splits. It falls away from my body like autumn leaves and my nipples pucker. Doc grins, grabbing my breast. “Fuck, these are huge. What size are you?”

I whimper as he pinches me.

Doc taps his knife on Eli necklace. “Come on, bitch. Say it.”

“30G,” I whimper.

“30G?” Doc gives a low whistle. “You couldn’t tell under all those nun clothes.”

“What about her wedding dress?” Eli asks. “I’ve never seen a bustier bride.”

“Yeah, Parker’s a tasteless fuck. But I thought it was a push-up bra or whatever.”

Despite their casual conversation—or maybe because of it—there’s a wildness in the air. A sense that anything can happen. I try to sit up, but Doc presses the knife to my neck. The next second he’s back on top of me, gripping my hair and forcing himself into my mouth.

The mattress shifts and I hear the rustle of zips and buttons. My body stiffens.

“Deeper,” Doc snarls. “Suck my fucking cock.”

Hands close around my calves, lifting my legs onto either side of a warm, hairy chest. My pussy splits open, wetness pouring down my thighs.

“Bobby, no,” I try to say.

“Fuck,” Doc groans. “When she talks, I can feel it up my dick.”

Something smooth and hot slides between my legs and I shriek. I know what it is, Bobby dragging his hard cock through my pussy.

“Watch it, Basher,” Doc snaps. “That cherry’s mine.”

“Just playing,” Bobby groans, as he rubs himself through my wetness. I don’t want to like it, but he’s gliding over the place he licked last night making everything tingle.

“You look beautiful, bella,” Eli calls. “Naked and trapped. Take Domenico into your throat. Swallow him.”

I obey, widening my mouth and letting Doc go deeper. As long as I’m sucking him, he’ll stop Bobby from taking my virginity.

“Pretty girl,” Eli says. “Does Bobby’s cock feel nice against your cunt? Do you wish he’d slide himself inside you and fill you up?”

Doc pauses. “Morelli, I killed three men and kept Basher alive. She’s mine.”

“I know,” Bobby pants. “But until you free up her mouth, I’m gonna keep doing this.”

As they work at opposite ends of my body, orgasm surges inside me, like lava rolling over the earth. Bobby’s cock vanishes from my folds. There’s a moment’s relief before his stubbled cheeks are against my thighs and he’s licking me again. I moan, unable to keep myself from grinding against his face. My pussy feels lush and empty. I need something inside me even more than I did when I was on Orchard. But I can’t lose my virginity.

Doc pulls out of my mouth. “I’m gonna nut if we keep going. I’ve been on edge for too long. Basher, go take a knee.”

Bobby gives me a last lick then moves to the end of the bed. Doc tosses his knife on to the bed and peels off his shirt. Sliding off me, he strips away his jeans. His thighs and shins are covered in tattoos. Roaring lions and twisting thorns and skulls with knives in the eye sockets.

My heart jolts so painfully I’m almost sick. It’s going to happen. I’m really going to lose my virginity to a violent psychopath.

Doc kneels between my legs, his cock in his hand. “Now, how should I do this? From behind? Make you ride me and give the boys a show?”

I lie frozen, naked except for Eli’s necklace, knowing the moment I’ve been dreading is here.

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