38. Sadie #2
His cock jerked inside me, and we both moaned.
Ever so slowly, Ascher worked fingers into me.
Still squirming with Xerxes’s dick spearing me, knot vibrating against my clit, the sensation was incredibly overwhelming.
Cobra’s fingers grabbed my chin, and he whispered, “Good girl.”
Ascher’s finger pressed inside me, and he stretched my tight hole back and forth.
I creamed on Xerxes’s dick.
The knot vibrated faster, and I tipped my head back, tears gathering in my eyes. It was so much.
Ascher added a second finger.
Cobra released my chin, then slowly stepped over Xerxes’s body, so he stood with his crotch in my face.
Slowly, he unzipped his leather pants and pulled out his jeweled cock.
Xerxes’s hips jerked, and his knot slammed against my clit, the shock wave making me spasm around him.
The tension built higher in my body.
Ascher spat on his fingers, then added a third into my tight hole.
Cobra pulled out his pale alpha cock. It was longer than Xerxes’s and had emeralds embedded along the shaft in a swirling pattern. His alpha knot was swollen at the shaft, impossibly thick.
I licked my lips.
Cobra smirked down at me, traced his fingers across my lips. “I own you. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
He paused.
“You’re mine , Sadie.”
I narrowed my eyes up at the handsome bastard that drove me crazy.
Cobra spoke so only I could hear him. “I don’t care what you tell other men.”
He glanced down at Xerxes, whose vibrating dick was buried deep within me.
“I don’t care if you tell them you love them. That doesn’t change that you were mine first.”
He dug his thumbnail into my bottom lip as he pressed my mouth open wider until my jaw ached.
Cobra snarled, “Because, Kitten, what I feel for you is beyond love. Do you understand?”
My eyes widened, his words piercing through my haze of lust.
He leaned closer.
“I fucking own your mind, body, and soul. Absolute ownership. You are my possession. My fucking everything.”
There was a long pause as emerald eyes speared me.
“Do you understand what I am saying?”
Nodding slowly, I let him see the truth in my eyes.
I mouthed silently; I love you too, Cobra.
His perfect face transformed into an intense expression, as if something had snapped inside him.
Suddenly, he shoved his throbbing jeweled cock through my lips.
His hands were buried in my hair, and he slammed into my face like he was saying, I. Love. You. With every thrust.
I kept my eyes on his emerald gaze, even as I choked around his dick.
I love you too.
My core gushed across Xerxes’s dick.
Suddenly, Ascher’s fingers were replaced by a warm, slick cock.
My eyes widened as he pushed forward with painful slowness.
The smallest pressure, stretching me impossibly wide as Xerxes’s cock still twitched deep inside me and Cobra used my mouth.
Abruptly, Cobra pulled back, and dark fingers unbuckled his leathers and dragged them down his thighs.
Jax stepped over Xerxes and positioned himself behind Cobra.
Cobra’s dick leaped against his stomach as Jax spat on his pierced cock and slowly worked it into the snake shifter.
Cobra buried his hands in my hair as he resumed fucking my mouth. But this time, Jax set the pace.
He was merciless.
Abruptly, Ascher shoved forward, and I screamed around Cobra’s dick as he filled my narrow shaft.
Cobra fucked my mouth so fast that I couldn’t breathe.
My eyes fluttered shut from lack of oxygen.
Cobra yanked back and whispered praises down at me as he caressed my chin.
“You’re mine Sadie. Mine. Mine. Mine,” he repeated endlessly.
It sounded like— I love you so, so, so, so much.
Ascher didn’t move, just stayed impossibly still as his dick speared my ass. He leaned forward and bit my neck, whispering endearments against my sensitive skin.
His hands tugged at my nipples.
Everything was too much.
Jax fucked Cobra violently, slamming Cobra’s cock deep down my throat till I gagged. Ascher speared my ass while Xerxes filled my core, his knot still punishing my clit and driving my ecstasy higher.
It was so much.
The music pumped, strobe lights flashed, and cigarette smoke filled my nose.
I drowned in sensations.
I was light-headed, like I’d taken a hit of a powerful drug, so the world had a nightmarish quality about it.
I didn’t even know if it was pleasure.
It was just a lot .
As if he could read my mind, suddenly, Xerxes’s hands grabbed my hips roughly, and his hips jerked upward.
I screamed around Cobra’s cock.
Xerxes moved his hips and fucked me from the floor. I was on top, but no one would ever mistake who was in charge.
His hips slammed his knot hard against my clit, and Ascher moved in tandem behind me.
I sobbed.
The pleasure-pain blurred and contorted until reality became far, far, far away as my body was strummed to the highest possible euphoria.
Cobra cracked the whip in the air.
Xerxes slammed his hips faster, Ascher pulled my nips harder and joined his rougher movements. Jax’s hips became more frenzied, and I couldn’t breathe as I gagged and choked on Cobra’s dick.
The strobe lights flashed faster.
Shadows contoured and twisted over our writhing mass.
I bawled as I came.
Pussy and ass spasming in such powerful waves, I barely noticed Cobra pulling out and coming all over my face.
Or the way he dragged his fingers through his cum and pressed them into my mouth.
Jax tipped his head back and roared as he filled Cobra.
Ascher bit my neck as he came in my ass.
Xerxes’s cum filled my womb as his fingers dug into my hips.
I barely noticed when the men pulled themselves painfully slowly out of me, hot liquid filling my orifices.
I didn’t hear the loving words Cobra said as he wiped at the sticky cum that coated my face.
Didn’t know what Jax said when he whispered softly in my ear.
The lights turned on above us, and the announcer said something.
I stumbled on shaky legs off the platform.
The men’s faces were contorted in concern, but I was too overwhelmed to care. Panic made my head spin, and with each step, my body ached, reminding me of what had just happened.
Pushing through the flailing limbs, naked flesh, and leather, I sprinted down the stairs toward the glowing signs of the restrooms.
When I was finally inside, I threw myself into a stall and shut the door.
Face pressed against the cold door, I struggled to orient myself.
The hard truth of what had happened was unavoidable.
Not the act itself, but how I’d felt during it, the overwhelming feeling that had clogged my throat and burned my brain.
I’d just been used.
Fucked by four men in front of thousands of people.
Eyes closed, I slammed my head against the stall, relishing the pain that sent stars shooting before my eyes.
I was well and truly screwed.
Because I’d loved every second.
And, somehow, it had felt like the sweetest declaration of love.