Chapter 48
Callie
M y chest heaves up and down as I take one last glance at Damien before dropping the knife to the floor again. It's done. He's dead, and it was by my hand. I should feel remorse, but all I feel is power coursing through every part of my body.
My eyes roam around the room as I try to catch my breath. Barrett, Ky, and Seb are all looking at me with nothing but pure astonishment and respect. It makes me feel like a goddess, knowing I was able to take control of my own demons like that.
Before I know what's happening, Kyler strides across the room. I immediately wrap my arms around his neck, and he reaches down to lift me up. My legs lock around his waist, and his lips crash onto mine as I moan into his mouth, letting him deepen the kiss. He walks us to a wall, making me wince when my back makes contact and his hands slide up my body.
My eyes flutter closed, and my legs squeeze his waist tighter, using the combination of him and the wall to keep my body balanced as his fingers grip my breasts. He squeezes and rolls my nipples between his fingers before pulling back and gliding his lips along the base of my neck .
"Do you want to be a good little slut for me and my brothers, wanderer?"
"Yes," I breathe out, opening my eyes to see Barrett looking like a feral animal, his chest heaving up and down.
"You're a goddess, princess. Watching you kill him was the hottest thing I've ever seen." He takes a few steps forward as Kyler continues kissing his way up my neck and leans down to pick up the knife I used to kill Damien.
Barrett’s eyes leave mine for a moment, and he toys with the knife, spinning it around in his fingers and pressing the tip of the blade into the pad of his thumb, cutting himself. My heart rate spikes over the sight of his blood, and when his eyes flick up and meet mine again, my entire body ignites on fire.
"I wonder what our goddess would look like on her knees, begging to suck my cock like a greedy slut," Barrett says with a mischievous smile, and my insides clench. I want to do that immediately.
"That's enough," Seb says from across the room, and we all freeze. He slowly closes the distance between us as Kyler releases his grip on me, letting me slide down the wall and onto my feet.
When Seb stops in front of me and I look up at him, my eyes bounce between his. He reaches out to grab my throat, and the room stays eerily quiet, waiting for what he's going to do next. I swallow the lump in my throat and rub my thighs together, needing to get some of this pent-up tension out of me.
He leans in to glide his finger along my bottom lip with his free hand. My lips part as my heart slams in my chest. Before I know what's happening, two fingers are shoved into my mouth, and I try my best to not gag around them. My eyes go wild, but I don't dare to take them off of his.
"If you're going to be a desperate little fuck toy, it won't be here. Take your ass to my bedroom and get in the shower. I don't want any traces of that fucker on you when my brothers and I fill all your holes." He points to the small splatters of blood on my arm.
Chills spread over my body, and my knees go weak. I would have never thought the idea of three men fucking me at the same time would turn me on as much as it does, but I have to stop myself from practically running to his room like the good little slut they want me to be.
I look over to Ky and Barrett to see what they're thinking, but neither of them says anything. They simply stare, the heat from their gazes burning into me. I keep myself in check and turn toward the door to do exactly what Seb told me to because he's right; I’m a desperate whore for them.
I go straight to his bedroom, glancing over my shoulder to see the three of them trailing behind. When I started my time here, I tried to tell myself that I would get them all to fall for me so I could escape, but here we are. They've fallen for me, and I have no intention of ever leaving.
When we walk into Seb's bedroom, I expect them all to follow me into the shower, but instead, they watch me undress for a moment before Barrett and Seb turn and leave the room. Kyler slowly frees himself from his clothes and steps into the shower with me, trailing his fingers along my collarbone before running it up the length of my neck and gripping my hair.
"Ky," I groan as he yanks my head back and slams his lips onto mine, claiming me as his prize.
Water crashes all around us as the steam begins to fog up the glass along the shower walls. His free hand slides between my thighs, running his fingers along my center, and I lean into his touch.
A soft chuckle leaves his lips when he pulls his mouth away from mine. His hands leave me, and he backs me up against the shower wall before his hands land above me on the glass, boxing me in.
"I don't think I'll ever get enough of you, wanderer. You're a drug that I would gladly overdose on over and over if I could. My good girl."
"Touch me, Ky," I whine, but he doesn't.
He looks down with a burning desire, refusing to put his hands on me again. I glance down and see him, hard and begging to be touched. I reach out to grab it, and he steps away, getting out of the shower. I stand there panting, alone and confused.
"What the hell?" I grab the soap to quickly wash and rinse myself off before turning the water off and stepping out.
"If I put my hands on you again, I'll have to make sure you're coming on my fingers. I don't think Seb wants you to come yet." He winks and tosses me a towel.
Before I can say anything else, he walks out of the room, not bothering to put any clothes on. Barrett comes in as I use the towel to squeeze the excess water out of my hair. I see that he's still fully clothed with a devilish smile on his face.
"It’s going to be a long few hours, princess." He walks over like I'm the prey he's been stalking and circles around me while saying, "We're going to fuck you like a dirty slut. You’ll be so exhausted you pass out from pleasure. You're going to beg for us until you're dripping and needy."
Fuck. I'm already wet at the sound of that, and we haven't even started yet.
He stops behind me and leans down to whisper in my ear, "You're going to cry from desperation, and when we finally decide we want you to come, it'll be on my knife. Just like old times."
"Barrett," I warn, but he doesn't want to hear what I have to say. He pushes me forward, leading me out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.
We stop just outside the bathroom door, and I see Seb and Ky standing beside the bed, waiting for us. The last time the four of us were in a room together, I was being punished.
"Are you going to punish me?" I ask.
"Yes," Seb says without hesitation.
Barrett pushes down on the back of my neck, forcing me to my knees. I scowl at him while trying to stand back up, but he shakes his head.
"Sluts don't get to use their feet. They crawl on their hands and knees begging to be used." Barrett leaves me there and crosses the room to stand next to his brothers.
As much as I want to protest, I don't because I want to be on my hands and knees for them. I want everything they're about to give me, so I crawl for them. Slowly, I place one hand in front of the other. I feel the power from having all of their eyes on me at once, like I'm the only thing that exists, and it fuels me to close the distance between us.
"Next time, we'll have to put a collar on our little fuck toy," Seb says as I finally stop in front of them and lean back on my heels. "I bet she's already dripping all over my carpet. Such a messy slut."
His hand caresses the side of my face, and I lean into it, letting my eyes flutter closed as anticipation floods through me.
"Up on the bed, princess," Barrett says, and I open my eyes.
I stand and position myself on my back in the center of the bed while Kyler takes one of my hands and Barrett takes the other. They secure something to both of my wrists before clipping them together and lifting them up over my head. I hear something click above me, and I try to pull my arms down, but they’re locked in place.
When I look down, I see Seb at the end of the bed with a spreader bar in his hand. He places it near my feet, and Barrett and Kyler strap my ankles to it, silently following Seb's instruction. Of course, he’s controlling this whole scene.
I lay here, bare and spread open, completely at their mercy while I wait for someone to touch me. They stand at either side of the bed with their eyes burning into my skin, making me even more needy than before.
"Please," I whisper.
Barrett and Ky reach out in unison, trailing their hands along my stomach, up my chest, and straight to my nipples before tweaking them in their fingers. Each of them has their own signature, Barrett pinching tighter, but I moan from the contact.
"More," I beg between the heaviness of my breaths.
"What's your safe word, Callie?" Seb asks, tilting his head to the side, and Barrett and Kyler’s hands leave me.
"Pickle, sir,” I state firmly, wishing they would put their hands back on me.
"Good, don't forget it." He nods over to them before lifting up the spreader bar and pushing it backward.
They grab it, holding my legs toward my head, and a hand comes down hard on my bare pussy, making me cry out. I didn’t expect the first slap or any that follow, but Seb keeps going. He slaps my center three more times while I moan and cry out for more.
His hand comes down a fourth time, but instead of slapping, he rubs the sopping wet mess between my legs, giving me the first bit of friction on my clit. It feels heavenly, and if I could move my hips, I would thrust up into it.
"Such a messy little toy," Seb says before pulling his hand away.
"No, sir," I cry out, immediately missing his touch.
"Oh, trouble, we can't have you getting too much pleasure yet. We're just getting started." Seb laughs.
He slaps my center again, causing the pain to spread through me and straight to my core. I shouldn't like this as much as I do, but the depravity of it all only makes me wetter.
"You're so beautiful when you look needy, wanderer," Kyler says from my side, and I turn my head to see him beaming down at me.
"My turn with our little pain slut," Barrett says, and they release my ankles, letting my feet fall back to the bed.
Someone grabs the bar and spins me around before pulling my hips up and forcing me to my knees. I struggle to hold myself up with my arms bound together and twisted, but just as I finally get in place, I feel a firm hand land on my ass.
"Oh my god," I groan over the familiar feeling of Barrett's slap.
I feel Kyler's hand on my back, rubbing it reassuringly as Barrett brings his palm down on my other ass cheek. My pussy spasms, begging to be filled as he rubs the area, letting the pleasure overcome the pain.
"Barrett, please, I need more."
"Is that what you need? Are you greedy for more already?" Barrett growls.
His hand lands on my backside in rapid succession, this time as Seb grabs my hair and whips my head backward. I gasp, and he shoves something inside my mouth, silencing me.
"Toys don't get to talk. If it's too much, snap twice." He places a kiss on my cheek before securing the ball gag around my head, and I whimper into it.
These men are ruining me in every possible way, and I love every single second of it. Barrett slaps my ass again, and Seb's hand reaches around to one of my breasts, pinching my nipple. It's all so overwhelmingly painful, and just as I'm starting to consider telling them it's too much when I feel something graze my clit.
A finger begins to rub small circles, making me buck my hips immediately. I try to look and see who it is, but a blindfold is placed over my eyes. Six hands roam all over my body, taking turns between slapping, caressing, and rubbing, and I lose myself in the feeling.
Pleasure wells up inside me as one of the hands continues to work my clit. I feel two fingers sink inside my soaking wet center, slowly pumping in and out. The slight contact is all I need to lose it, and I clench around the fingers, so close to finding my release.
Just when I think I’m about to get there, all hands leave me, and I cry out around the gag. "Pleeease," I mutter, silently begging for them to touch me again.
I feel the tip of a blade sliding along my back, and my heart pounds in my chest. Barrett must have left his place behind me and is trailing his knife up my skin. A warm breath blows over my center, and I shudder.
"Don't move, princess. You don't want to cut yourself. Or do you?" Barrett chuckles as a mouth latches onto my pussy.
A tongue slides up and down before dipping into my entrance and twirling around. Immediately, I know it's Kyler. He pulls back, and I feel the tip of the blade sliding along my skin again. I want to tell them both to do their worst. Cut me, fuck me, use me, just let me come, but I can't speak.
Drool drips from the sides of my mouth, and the blindfold is ripped from my face. Sebastian stares back at me as I blink, letting my eyes readjust to the light. Seb pushes my hair out of my face and strokes his cock, watching me intently. I don't even know when he took his clothes off, but as my eyes dart to the side, I notice Barrett is also naked.
"Make her come, Ky. I want to see our messy girl moan around the gag," Seb says, and immediately, a mouth is back on my center.
Barrett walks around to the other side of the bed and strokes himself to my left, with Seb on my right. The two of them keep their eyes on me as I writhe around. Tears spill over my lashes as the pleasure from Kyler's tongue threatens to erupt through my entire body.
"Do you want to come, trouble?" Seb says, and all I can do is nod desperately, wanting nothing more than the release of the orgasm threatening to rip me open.
Barrett disappears, and a hand slams down on my ass, pushing me even closer to the edge, but instead of feeling Kyler's mouth on me, something else fills the entrance of my pussy.
"I told you that you'd be coming on my knife, princess. Do it." Barrett begins thrusting it in and out of me while his finger finds my clit, rubbing slowly .
It doesn't take long for me to lose every single semblance of myself as I give in to the feelings and clench around the hard handle of his knife. My eyes roll back in my head, and my back arches farther than it ever has before. I lose myself in the all-consuming pleasure, with shocks spreading through my entire body. It's nothing short of absolute perfection.
I don't even have time to enjoy the feeling because the knife is pulled out, tossed to the side, and my body is whipped around like a rag doll. My legs are freed from the spreader, my hands are unclasped, and the gag is pulled from my mouth.
Immediately, I bring a hand to rub at my jaw to relieve some of the pain from having my mouth in that position. My hand is slapped away, and Seb glares down at me.
"We're not done with you, fuck toy. It's time for our cocks to fill all of your desperate holes," Seb says as Kyler slides into the bed next to me.
"Be a good girl and ride me, wanderer," he says with a grin.
I throw one of my legs over, straddling him, and slowly sink down onto him. He waits patiently for me to adjust to his size before he begins rocking me forward and backward.
A hand pushes me forward, making me fall onto my hands, which are now braced on either side of Kyler's head. From this position, I can't move my hips, so Kyler slowly thrusts in and out of me. Barrett taps his cock on my cheek, and I look up to see him smiling .
"Let's get that second hole filled for our filthy girl." He slips his barred cock past my lips, each of his piercings disappearing into my mouth one at a time.
Barrett begins thrusting, taking it slow at first before gripping onto the sides of my face and making me gag around him. I have to force myself to relax my throat and let him use me.
"You're doing so good, Callie," Kyler praises from below, and I flutter around his cock. "Just one more now."
When he says that, I freeze. Seb is going to fuck my ass, and I find myself wishing he was anywhere else because he won't be as gentle as the others. As if he can sense my thoughts, Seb brings a hand down onto my backside and spreads my cheeks as wide as he can. I can't exactly respond with Barrett’s cock in my mouth, so all they get is a gargled moan.
"Your mouth feels so good," Barrett says while stroking my face. It's almost like he's being more gentle because he knows Seb is about to tear me open.
My hips are lifted off of Kyler for a moment while Seb slides his fingers from my pussy to my ass, coating it in my juices. When I'm pushed back down on Kyler's cock, I feel Seb spit on my ass, wetting it further before a finger slides in. He actually takes his time holding me in place on Ky while he pumps his finger in and out of me.
Barrett keeps his brutally slow pace thrusting into my face when I feel the cool lube squirted on me, and Seb adds a second finger. It stings a little, but as he continues pushing in and out of me, I find myself wanting more. Having all of them focused on me at once is more overwhelming than I can handle.
Seb slips in a third finger slowly, stretching me to the brim, and a tear slides down my cheek. Barrett's hand reaches out to swipe it away with a smile as Seb pulls his fingers from my ass and slowly begins to push his cock inside with a groan.
"I love your tears, princess," Barrett says.
"You're such a good fucking girl," Kyler praises.
"The perfect little toy with all of her holes filled." Seb growls.
I lose it. They're not even moving inside me, but still, I clamp down around Kyler's cock and soak it with my come. He grunts in approval as my whole entire body vibrates and the quick high flows through me. I shudder, looking up at Barrett to see him smiling before he begins brutally thrusting into my throat.
"You better drink up every drop like the filthy slut you are," he says before unleashing his release into my mouth.
He pumps in and out a few more times, come dripping out of the corners of my mouth as I struggle to swallow with his cock still inside me. When he pulls out, I swallow and look up at him. His hand reaches down to scoop up some of his release from my chin, and he pushes it back inside my mouth with his fingers.
I feel a hand brush against my clit, and chills spread across my body. There is so much happening in so many places. My body ignites with need, and even though I just found that high not too long ago, I feel myself working right back up to it.
Sebastian and Kyler pick up their pace, ultimately using me as their own personal fuck toy, just like Seb likes to call me. A palm lands on my ass, and I try so hard not to come again. I know Seb doesn’t want me coming without his permission. He slaps my ass again, making me clench.
"She's squeezing me so tight," Ky says.
"Should we let her come again?" Seb asks Kyler, and the fingers on my clit move faster.
"She didn't get permission the first time," Ky points out, making me grow more and more frustrated.
"Please," I beg now that Barrett's fingers pull free from my mouth.
"Please what, slut?" Seb asks, landing another slap on my ass while he thrusts harder and faster.
"Let me come, sir."
"Good fucking girl, wanderer. Come for us," Ky says, knowing it's exactly what Seb wanted.
I see stars and lose every sense of direction, letting the sensation fill my body. I feel warmth fill my pussy, mixing with my release as Kyler finds his own. Seb grunts behind me, and I know he is right on the cusp, too. The three of us ride out the most intense orgasm I've ever had while Barrett watches in complete awe.
When they finally slow their thrusts and pull out of me, I collapse on the bed next to Ky, trying to keep my eyes from fluttering closed. I've never felt so free in my entire life.
"That was way better than I could have ever imagined," Barrett grins .
"Let me go grab some water," Seb says, leaving the room for a brief moment.
"He can't help it, don't mind him." Ky laughs and pulls me close.
Seb just wants to take care of everyone. I understand him, and I appreciate every thought. I'm lucky to be one of the people he loves enough to care for in the way he does. When he walks back into the room, he hands me a glass of water, making me smile.
"Drink up, trouble. This was just round one." Seb's heavy gaze meets mine, and butterflies fill my stomach.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," I say as I bring the water to my lips, fully aware of what I have in store for me, and I can't wait for every single moment of it.