45. This Cant Be
Chapter forty-five
This Can't Be
Astoria
I whimper at the scorching, throbbing and tearing sensation radiating from my ass, as my body bobs. As I become more aware, the pain worsens but also the dizziness from the bobbing of my body. I try not to scream but I can't contain it.
"Stop!"
His only response is his panting. He angles his face up with his eyes closed, lost in pleasure, groaning. Both his warm palms hold on to the rope around my thighs, pulling me so he can crash into me. When he bites down on his bottom lip, he hurries his pace and I can’t help but scream again.
“Fuck, baby… you feel better than ever.”
“Asher... Please,” I breathe, but I still can’t catch my heart rate.
He increases the pace even more, harder, until I’m wailing uncontrollably. I lose control of everything, my breathing, my emotions, my heart rate. Help me.
I lose the world again.
As I become aware every thrust feels like a punch and a stabbing.My eyes flutter open to find Sebastian awake, but instead of trying to defend me, he’s biting his bottom lip enjoying the scenery before him. He's facing my pussy. I’m hurt when I see his cock is hard, but I can’t blame him. I mean, I’m an expert at having weird bodily reactions to terrible situations. Julian stops everything. He even pulls out, then laughs. It’s a relief to not have him inside me because he has torn me apart.
“Look, Sebastian. Our sleeping beauty has woken.”
Sebastian’s eyes meet mine.
“Sebastian…” I whisper, with tears slipping out, scared out of my mind for both of us. Julian pushes Sebastian’s body so that his dick is right in front of my mouth.
“Go ahead, baby, suck his dick,” says Julian. "Don't you want to be a good wife? Look how hard his dick is from watching me fuck your ass.”
“No.”
“Do it! You love him, don’t you? You want him to live?”
“Asher… please.”
There’s a clicking sound and when I look at Julian again, he’s holding a gun and pointing it at Sebastian.
“No!” The scream takes all my energy. My brain feels dry and there’s a pounding headache making me nauseous, but none of that matters to anyone, not even me. I have to save Sebastian. I brought him into this and now I have to get him out alive.
Sebastian pushes his hips forward so that my mouth will take his cock. It doesn’t get lost on me that the whole time I’m letting him pound into my throat, he’s staring at Julian fucking my ass. Not even when I’m screaming my head off, wailing, sobbing, does he look at me. It’s like all he cares about is what Julian is doing to me. I close my eyes and push that thought away. Both of them quicken their pace. They’re using my holes, groaning and panting. Hearing them and the dual sensation of two cocks inside me heats me up, making me sweat and moan even more than I was before.
“You always enjoyed being fucked in two holes. This is my wedding gift to you,” says Julian.
A racking cry accompanies my body spasming, and shaking on Julian’s cock. He groans. “Fuck. There she is, my little slut, my pretty bird, coming with two dicks inside her.” He fucks me like an animal and I try to move away. In my attempt, Sebastian’s cock slips out.
I can’t even scream because I’ve lost my voice, my breath, too sick. I even heave. Julian’s cock jolts, engorges, and fills me with come. My eyes roll back. I’m trying everything to not lose consciousness again. Julian walks away and in my semi-conscious state, I watch Sebastian frees himself from the ropes. He stands up and I moan, wanting to tell him to help me, but I can’t talk.
Help me!
Instead of untying me, Sebastian walks to where my butt lies and pounds into my ass so hard it pulls a guttural cry from me.
“Fuck, that’s so tight, and hot.” He groans while holding me, just like Julian did, his eyes fluttering close. “I should have fucked your ass sooner, Princess. You love it, don’t you?”
"Stop. Please–It hurts–" I manage to whisper.
The rope digs into my hands while I fist it, and writhe. Every time I try to move, fight, or run, the ropes burn my skin. A long moan rolls out of me. I choke on my bile, but Sebastian doesn’t give a damn.
Julian walks back into my view. He’s approaching Sebastian from behind. My eyes widen as I see him lift the knife.
"No," I manage to whisper.
Julian slides the blade across Sebastian’s neck. The blood sprays on my body.