Chapter Eight
Tate
Idrop my mouth in surprise and a scream comes out as he pushes himself into me. It feels like he’s everywhere. Mind and body are intertwined.
I’m overcome with all the sensations. So many new feelings as Damon works me like no one else has. He pumps his hips forward, making good on his threats of treating me like a slut. His fingers hold on to my hips, definitely leaving marks in their wake.
When Maddie told me about this party, this was the last thing I thought would happen.
Maybe to her, but not to me.
This is a dream, and when I wake up, I’ll be in my own bed.
I can’t imagine this being real.
“It can’t be real.”
“This is real, Angel. Every inch of me is pumping into you. It’s all real, and I’ll never let you forget it,” he tells me.
I guess I said that last part aloud.
“Damon.” His name slips out in a moan. “Harder. I want more. Please fuck me harder,” I stutter through my heavy breaths as my hands grip the sheets.
Before I can anticipate his next move, he gathers my hair and pulls me up, so my back is flush with his chest.
A hand wraps around my throat, which makes me grab on to his arm with force. When he pulls out and slams back in, I moan loudly, digging my fingers into his flesh to keep myself steady as his thrusts become harder. “Please, Damon. I need to come.”
The feeling of his length sliding in and out of me mixed with his words is what sends me over the edge. I start to come all over his cock as he begins to praise me.
“Such a good girl. Come all over my cock, Angel. I want it all.” As I’m coming down from my high, I don’t even have the time to realize the door somehow was unlocked, opened, and then closed.
On the other side of the room, sitting on the couch Damon and I were on not even that long ago, sit Ace, Roman, and Seb.
I scramble to get up off the bed but don’t make it far before Damon is stopping me.
“Oh, my fucking God,” I yell, pulling away and trying to cover myself up as much as I can. “What are you guys doing in here?”
“Relax, it’s nothing we haven’t seen before,” Ace says as his hand finds Roman’s thigh. The bass from the music adds to the scene unfolding in the room. I feel Damon grabbing my hands, trying to pry off the death grip I have on his sheets. He moves so he’s behind me before leaning down and running his lips over the crook of my neck.
“They want to watch, Angel.” I can feel the smile form on his face, which causes my heart to beat wildly in my chest. “Tell me that’s okay. Will you let them watch how well you take my cock?” he asks. His fingers move around my body, pressing his chest to my back.
Soft fingers hit my clit, moving in pristine circles.
“Okay,” my voice comes out in a quiet tone as all care in the world leaves my mind.
“That’s my good girl.” His fingers rub circles along my exposed skin. I lay my head back on his shoulder, allowing the sheet I was holding hostage to fall to the bed around my knees.
Doing exactly what Damon asked.
Giving his best friends a show.
I guess I am the main act.
Keeping my eyes closed so the intensity of what I’m doing won’t cause my anxiety to take over, I breathe deeply through my nose. Realizing that as long as I can feel his skin on mine, I don’t care who sees. So, I focus on Damon’s hands on my body.
I can feel his free hand working its way up my body. When he gets to my throat, his hand gently wraps around it again as he uses his other hand to shove two fingers deep inside of me.
His thumb works my clit. When I feel like I’m brave enough, I open my eyes and they automatically land on the three men that are sitting on the couch, but this time they have their exceptionally large cocks in their hands as they watch us with so much lust in their eyes.
My breath hitches as the orgasm builds inside of me again.
I feel Damon’s hot breath on my neck as his fingers come out of me, causing me to whine in protest.
He moves me over and lays down on his back, cock in hand as I sit on the side of the bed, confused by the new position.
“Come here, Angel.”
Crawling across the bed until I’m kneeling right next to him, I try to ignore the other men in the room.
“Come sit on my dick but face them.” I turn so my back is towards his face and swing my leg over him so I’m straddling his hips, but my eyes are still on the other men.
I notice Ace first. He has his cock out as he watches me on top of Damon.
Damon’s hands wrap around my waist, so I’m leaning back on him. My back is on his chest as he reaches down and grabs my thighs, spreading them for everyone to see. Leaving me completely exposed to them.
My face heats up, but before I can get embarrassed, I feel Damon enter me from below and I let out a strangled moan.
His hips thrust upwards, causing my tits to bounce with every thrust. I drag my eyes over the men sitting on the couch. Seeing all three of them gripping themselves at the sight of me getting fucked does something for me, and I’m coming harder than I did before.
I scream out Damon’s name repeatedly.
“Scream for them, Tate, tell them who’s making you feel this good,” he tells me.
And I do.
My nails dig into his thighs as I go over the edge, my core pulsing and spasming as he fucks me through my release.
I scream his name until I’m coming down with the best orgasm I’ve ever had.
But he’s not done with me.
He flips me so I am lying on my back before his lips take mine and his tongue invades my mouth. Damon kisses me with so much force that I feel like I am going to come from the kiss alone. My eyes close once he breaks the kiss. I feel the exhaustion settle in, but Damon doesn’t give me any time to rest. I feel strong fingers grip my jaw. My eyes shoot open and connect with Damon’s.
“I want you to watch them.” He turns my head but doesn’t lessen his hold on my throat. His rough thumb rubs in a soothing motion on my skin. “I want you to come all over my face as you watch them touch themselves at the thought of you, Angel,” he says with a knowing grin.
“Damon, I don’t think I can…,” I begin, but the next thing I know, Damon is lowering himself in between my legs as I let my eyes roam over the three incredibly sexy men on the couch.
I’m doing this to them.
Me.
I can’t help the feeling of confidence that washes over me. I throw my head back when Damon sucks my over-sensitive clit into his mouth. And then he”s adding two fingers inside of me.
“It’s too much, Damon,” I say with a shaky breath. Stuck between wanting him to stop, but also wanting to stay like this forever.
“You can take it, Angel.” He lightly kisses my clit before gently pressing a finger into my ass, putting his tongue on my clit once more.
I beg. I plead and scream as pleasure beats down on me, so sharp it’s painful. The intensity of it all bursts out of me. But the pain morphs into pleasure, and that’s what sends me over the edge once again. My vision blurs and my legs shake as he brings me to new heights I didn”t even think were possible. He bites my clit as I scream, making me feel an excessive amount of wetness before my heartbeat starts to slow and I can take in everything around me.
I cover my face with my hands as embarrassment washes over me. The amount of wetness on Damon’s bed is what lets me know he made me do something I’ve never done before. And I find myself wanting to do it again. And again.
When the spot between my legs becomes empty, I look around the room to find Damon. The sight in front of me makes my mouth go dry.
My eyes follow him as he walks in the direction of the three men sitting on the couch. Their eyes are trained on Damon and what he’s going to do. Damon leans down close to Ace’s mouth but not quite touching his lips.
“Open,” he demands, and Ace follows his directions perfectly. I watch as he spits my release mixed with his spit right onto Ace’s waiting tongue.
Even though I’ve already had an insane number of different things done to me tonight, I can’t help but want more of it.
Holy fuck.
That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
My eyes look up at Damon’s as he makes his way back to me. A knowing smirk on his face as he nods back at the men on the couch. Like he knows I don’t want to miss what is going on. When I look back over to them, a gasp leaves my mouth.
Ace doesn’t swallow my release. Nope. He leans over and presses his mouth against Roman’s, his tongue sliding inside of Roman’s mouth as they both taste me. The sight nearly makes me pass out. My attention is pulled from the men making out on the couch when I feel Damon pressing the head of his cock back into my sore pussy. I wince at the pain, but it quickly fades as I watch the other three men stop what they’re doing and stand from the couch, making their way over toward us.
They kneel on the bed as they stroke themselves.
What the fuck is my life right now?
I know they’re all on the brink.
Ace is the first to fall over the edge. White strings of cum hit my chest as he moans loudly.
“Fuck.” Roman follows right after, and Seb goes last. Their cum is covering my stomach, tits, and face.
I’m covered in them.
Ace is the first to speak up, “Such a pretty sight.” He pushes the hair from my face before looking up at Damon with a nod. And for some reason, that brings a smile to my face.
“Does watching my friends come all over you turn you on, Angel?” Damon asks as I feel him getting close to releasing himself deep inside of me.
“Yes!” I say breathlessly.
“You look beautiful covered in their cum,” he says as he pumps into me brutally. “Give me one more, baby.”
And I do. I give him everything I have. As soon as I feel his hot spurts of cum fill me, my eyes grow heavy as everything goes black.