Chapter 29
CHAPTER 29
Ivy
His tongue drives inside, twisting around mine as I struggle to keep the moan at bay. Heath’s relentless pounding only forces me farther into Silas’s mouth, his tongue lashing across the roof of my mouth, his lips greedy, demanding, insatiable.
And I can’t fucking breathe.
Not just because of his unending kiss, but because of how much more it makes my pussy throb.
Fuck .
“Yes, she’s coming. I can feel it,” Heath groans, thrusting in so deep, my mouth begins to water.
And a moan still slips out between the cracks of our lips as Heath touches my G-spot with that pierced dick and makes me come right there and then.
Waves and waves of ecstasy roll over me, my body shivering, lips clenching to Silas in an effort to stay in the here and now. In vain. I’m floating off into nirvana, sweet and utter bliss as Heath’s shaft pulses inside me.
“Fuck, I’m going to fill you up.” A loud roar follows, and a warm jet fills me to the brim with cum. His fingers still dig into my skin as he calls out, “Max …”
But all I can focus on is Silas’s tongue probing my mouth, nearly laying claim to my fucking soul with just the tip of his tongue.
“Yes, please … I’m at your beck and call,” Max responds.
But I’m still lost to Silas’s shameless kiss. When he finally pulls away, his lips still hover close to mine, and it almost feels like a loss, like something has been stolen from me this time around.
However, the grin on his face immediately pulls me back into reality. “You taste so fucking sweet when you come all over his cock.”
“Fuck,” I moan.
He waltzes to Heath, pushing him aside. “My turn.”
Heath heads toward Max with a half-hard dick. He fishes his knife from his pocket and cuts through the belt keeping Max in place on his chair.
“You want her?” he asks.
Max nods a few times.
Heath points at me. “Then fucking crawl to her.”
Max drops to his knees and comes toward me while I struggle not to fall over from Silas poking my ass with two fingers.
“Lick her out,” Heath growls at Max.
Max’s eyes briefly connect with mine.
“Max, please …” I murmur.
Still, he moves underneath me and grips my thighs, spreading them apart so his face fits between, and when his tongue hits my most sensitive spot, a moan still slips out of my mouth.
God, these fucking boys will be my undoing.
“Clean up the fucking mess I made,” Heath tells him as he hovers over both of us, shoving Max’s face further into me. “Eat her out.”
Heath’s cum still dribbles down my legs as Max’s tongue slides up my skin, picking up every goddamn droplet before driving straight into my pussy. And holy shit, does it feel good.
“You’re enjoying that a little too much,” Silas says.
THWACK!
The slap on my ass cheek makes me squeal.
Another hit to the other cheek sends me to the moon and back.
“Finally got your tongue back I hear.” He grabs an actual spanking paddle from the cabinet I stared at and uses it on me. “Then let me hear you scream, thief.”
He spanks my ass until it glows, and I writhe in the chains that keep me secured. “Asshole!”
“Hmm…” he groans as my skin begins to heat. “Good idea.” He chucks the paddle aside and spreads my ass cheeks.
“What?” I gasp, turning my head to see what’s going on. My face flushes because of the way he looks at me.
“Eyes up here.” Heath grips my chin, forcing my face to turn his way again. “Lick me like Max is licking you.”
He parts my lips and pushes his tip against my mouth until I’m forced to let him in, and I can taste my own wetness on his goddamn length as it slowly slips down my throat.
“She’s so goddamn wet,” Max groans.
A finger disappears in my backside, and I jolt from the sensation.
“So fucking tight,” Silas says.
Heath’s dick pulses in my throat as though it’s preparing for another turn, and the deeper he goes, the more it makes my eyes water.
“Oh fuck, I can feel her contract every time you dip in,” Max moans between my legs, slathering me with licks and kisses like he adores every inch of me.
“Hmm … so you are a liar indeed,” Heath says, burying himself inside me to the hilt before squeezing my nose shut so I can’t breathe. “She’s enjoying this as much as we are. Aren’t you, thief?” He slaps my cheek. “Such a good fucking slut for us.”
Fuck them. I’m not admitting to anything.
This is a business transaction. A necessary exchange in order for me to survive. My body for their money—that’s all it is.
Right?
Silas adds another finger, pushing them both in and out of my ass until I’m tiptoeing around on the floor, grinding my teeth.
“Does it hurt, twig?” Silas asks, feeling me up.
Finally, Heath pulls out, allowing me to suck in a much-needed breath.
“You like that, don’t you?” I bite back at Silas.
“Yes … very much.” Silas pushes in even farther and doesn’t stop until he’s knuckle deep inside me. “And I will make you love it too.”
“You wish,” I retort.
A devilish laugh escapes his mouth, and he pulls his fingers out. Something sharp is suddenly slid across my skin. “Tell me, thief … have you ever had your ass fucked with the back end of a knife?”
My pupils dilate.
Did he just say … ass fucked?!
But before I can even say a word, the handle of his knife enters my backside and makes me moan. Out loud.
Silas
Her sounds are like music to my ears, and I push in the handle even farther.
Every time Heath fills up her throat, I slide the handle of the knife in deeper so she won’t be able to resist moaning. Even if he pleasures her, the sounds she makes are mine and mine alone.
I only share because it’s so fucking fun to watch her lose herself to hatred.
But I’ll make her fucking fall in love with the hate.
“Are you going to scream for me, little thief?” I bite my bottom lip as I push it, the blade making the palm of my hands bleed. “You know how much I fucking love to hear it.”
“You’re a psycho,” she hisses when Heath lets her have a second to catch her breath.
I wipe my blood all over her ass and my dick. “A psycho you can’t help but moan for.”
And as I pull out the knife and chuck it on the floor, I replace it with my dick still wet from her saliva, slowly filling up her ass inch by inch.
“Oh fuck!” she moans.
“That’s it, I know you can feel every ridge of my Jacob’s ladder, every piercing as it pushes past your opening, and every fucked-up need of mine forcing its way into your body until all that’s left of you is me .”
“Oh God,” she whimpers as I slowly deepen my stroke.
“That’s right. I want to invade your every waking thought, every dream, and every nightmare just like I’m invading your body, until every memory of me will turn you into a puddle of need ready to receive,” I add, and I push in balls deep.
Heath plunders her throat without effort. “Fuck, this tongue feels so fucking good, wrap it around my shaft and suck, slut.”
Max’s tongue drives into her, spearing her like I’m spearing her ass, mixing the two together in a delicious mix of pain and pleasure until she’s writhing from all the sensations.
She’s so goddamn tight. “Are you an ass virgin, twig?”
“A what now?” she says, gargling between each of Heath’s thrusts.
I snort. “You haven’t ever taken a cock up your ass, have you?”
Her nonresponse tells me enough.
“Good. I’d hate to have to kill every son of a bitch who ever tried to take it. This ass is mine.”
With every thrust, I push her further into Heath, further into depravity, further into the darkness that resides in both of our fucked-up nonexistent hearts.
“She tastes so damn good, I could lick this every day for the rest of my life and still feel like I’m starving,” Max says.
“Not so quick, Max? Who said I’d allow it?” Heath says. “Now lick like your life depends on it.”
“Yes, she’s worth it all,” Max murmurs beneath her.
“You hear that, little thief?” I ask. “You’ve got us all addicted already.”
“Fuck you, I never ask—”
Heath plows into her mouth with a grin on his face, interrupting her words. “All I want to hear from you are choked moans.” I hold out my hand. “Max, hand me the paddle.”
He throws it to me, and I slap her ass as I begin to thrust.
THWACK. THWACK. THWACK!
She squeals along with each of my thrusts like she’s slowly becoming addicted to the pain. And that’s exactly the edge I want to leave her on as I grip her thighs and spear her with my cock.
She mewls as we both take her deep.
THWACK!
“You ready for it, slut?” I grit. “Take it deep now, and I’ll reward you with some cum.”
“Fu—”
She can’t even finish the word before Heath thrusts in balls deep and explodes inside her throat once again. I can hear her choke and gargle his cum, but it’s her feverish moans that bring me to the brink.
“Beg, little thief. Beg for it, and I’ll give you the fucking peace you crave so badly.”
“Please!” she whimpers, at the end of her rope.
That’s it. That’s what I fucking need.
Her breaking apart for me. Splitting open at the core. Her soul ripe for the taking, mine to fucking claim.
I grip her ass and plunge into her bottoms deep, filling her ass to the brim with cum while roaring out loud.
“Oh fuck!” she moans, falling apart all over Max’s tongue.
“Yes, please, give me your orgasm. You taste so fucking good,” Max mewls like the sicko beggar he is.
He’s actually jerking himself off underneath her and comes in tandem, soiling my floor.
“Did you just fucking come again?” Heath grips his hair and shoves him further into her when I pull out. “Clean your fucking dinner plate first.”
“Yes, Sir,” Max moans, going to town.
I laugh and fish out my phone to take a pic of her while she hangs in the balance, completely wasted from all the orgasms and the hard fucking on her toes.
“You took a picture?” she mutters, all hazy.
“Yes, little thief, I did,” I reply, and I grip her hair and make her look at the phone. “Look at yourself hanging there like a dirty little doll for me to use and play with. Just like you begged me to.”
“Why?” she asks.
I lick my lips at the sight of her rage. “Next time I get the urge to kill someone, I might look at this and decide to claim you instead.”