Page 63 of Be Mine, Cruel Valentines

An ear-shattering scream pierced the air as Leyton’s fist slammed into Peyton’s right side. His body rocked with the hit. I wouldn’t be shocked to find a rib or two broken.

Theon’s hold on my hair tightened, and I looked up at him. He looked just as angry and ready to take it out on Peyton.

I was let go for all of five seconds. Theon’s hand disappeared, and Foxyn replaced it with his. Unlike the other two, Theon wasn’t trained in fighting. That didn’t stop him from beating the shit out of Peyton. He punched Peyton in the face, and teeth clattered to the floor as Peyton’s head snapped back.

“I’d kill you right now if I could,” Theon said.

The thought of them killing for me made my black heart sing.

“He still alive?” Foxyn asked.

“Yeah,” Theon growled. He marched back over to me and snatched me off my feet. “As for you, I think you need a reminder of where you belong.”

Show me, please fucking show me.I didn’t dare say anything out loud, too afraid to break the moment. I wanted them so badly I didn’t give a damn who I had to sacrifice.

My clothes were ripped off my body, leaving me exposed to their hungry gazes. I didn’t shy away like some virgin; I let them see just how hard they made me. How badly I wanted them.

“Did something turn you on?” Theon asked, his hand still covered in Peyton’s blood as he stroked my cock roughly. “Like watching your boyfriend over there get his ass kicked?”

I choked on a cry as he gripped me so hard it bordered on pain.

“Or are you just a whore for anyone with a cock?” Foxyn growled. He slapped my ass, the sound echoing around us.

I was being assaulted with pain and pleasure from all over. I couldn’t fathom answering them when they were messing with my head. Leyton sat on the ground, his hard cock out. I stared at it hungrily. What were they planning on doing with me? Passing me in a circle, fucking me until I was filled to the brim with their cum?

Theon released me, and I was pulled down to Leyton. I shivered at their rough touches.

“You look ready to cum,” Leyton said. He slapped my cock, and I moaned in pleasure. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

I had no sound argument; I just wanted to shake my head so he’d slap my cock again. He pulled me forward, and I caught myself as my hands landed on his shoulders. His hands grabbed my ass and spread me wide.

“Lube.”

Cool gel ran down my crack and over my hole. I glanced over my shoulder just in time to watch Foxyn shove two fingers into my hole.

“Fuck.” That was all I could muster as my brain shut off. He wasn’t gentle as he stretched me like some kind of beast. I panted as my head hung over Leyton’s shoulder. My legs trembled. Foxyn was missing that spot inside of me. It felt intentional. “Please.”

“You don’t get a say this time.” Theon grabbed my hair and tilted my head back slightly. “You take what we give you. Now open up.”

His thick cock waited for me, and I promptly opened my mouth for him to slide in. Euphoria, like no other, rushed through me. All of them touching me at once was better than I dreamt.

The fingers in my ass were removed, and I groaned around Theon’s cock. I was lowered and went lax, letting them do with my body as they pleased. Leyton’s cock pressed against my hole, and I moaned as he pushed me down.

Air whooshed out of me as he yanked me the rest of the way down, forcing me to take in his thick cock at once. My scream was muffled by Theon’s cock. He groaned above me and thrust deeper down my throat as if he couldn’t get enough.

“Don’t think we’re done yet,” Leyton said. He was still holding my ass cheeks apart.

My stomach flipped. I’d dreamt of having all of them at once, but there hadn’t been nearly enough prep, mentally or physically. Two fingers slid in, and I groaned as the feeling of being full threatened to send me into a tailspin.

More lube was added before Foxyn pulled his fingers free. I pulled back, my mouth popping free of Theon’s cock. “Wait, I’m not—”

My words broke out in another scream as Foxyn worked his cock in alongside Leyton’s. My vision danced with white spots, and my body ignited in pain. A hand wrapped around my cock, and I wanted to beg for forgiveness, but it was no use. My mouth wouldn’t move right. Pleasure mixed with the pain, confusing my body as to what it wanted.

“Fuck, he’s so tight,” Foxyn said.

My head slumped forward, and I let tears fall freely as I tried to grasp onto what I felt. Leyton’s hand stroked my cock, making it impossible to do anything but fall deeper down the rabbit hole.

“He’s loosening up a little bit,” Leyton said.

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