Chapter 8 #4
“You can,” he stated. Then he moved just a fraction of an inch closer, his cock pressing harder against my virgin asshole.
Oh, my god.
“Please,” I breathed, the words barely audible, even to my own ears. “Please fuck me.”
It was the only thing I could think of to say, the only thing that made sense in the moment, and even as the words flew free from my lips, I couldn’t believe I was saying them.
“Ask me properly,” Edward growled. “Say it.”
I swallowed hard, trying to find the courage to speak the words that would seal my fate.
“Please,” I managed, my voice trembling. “Please take my asshole. Stretch me open wide with that huge cock and fuck me. Fuck me hard. Make me come.”
Edward’s grip on my hips tightened, his fingers digging into my flesh. “That’s a good girl, little mate.”
And then my ordeal truly began.
I cried out as he forced the thick tip inside, the pressure unbearable.
My breath caught in my throat as he continued to push deeper, stretching me wider than I ever thought possible.
I writhed and wailed, my body resisting him, every inch agonizingly painful, but he was relentless, forcing his way inside me.
It felt like an eternity before he was fully seated inside me, his balls resting against my wet folds. I was panting, gasping for air, trying to adjust to the overwhelming fullness of him inside me.
He paused for a moment, allowing me to catch my breath before he started to move. His hips pulled back slowly before slamming forward again, his cock filling me completely with each thrust.
I cried out, the sensation of him inside my asshole almost too much to bear.
I felt Logan and Jamie tighten their hold on me as I writhed in their grasp.
But with each stroke, the feelings coursing through me started to change.
The pain morphed into pleasure, and the pleasure into something else entirely.
It was animalistic, and it made me feel both powerless and powerful at the same time.
His pace quickened, his hips slamming into mine with a force that shook my entire body.
I couldn’t stop the moans that escaped my lips, the sounds of my desire mingling with the wet slapping of flesh on flesh.
Jamie was pinching, flicking, and twisting my tender nipples.
Logan’s hand slipped between my legs, finding my clit, rubbing it in time with Edward’s thrusts.
The triple sensations sent me spiraling and I tried to hold back my orgasm, but it soon became too much.
With everything in me, I fought it, trying to keep the rising pleasure from twisting and turning through me.
With every thrust of Edward’s cock, Logan’s fingers on my clit, and Jamie’s torture of my nipples, I was fighting a losing battle, and I knew it.
“Please,” I begged; I didn’t know what for. Did I want to come? Did I want him to stop? Did I want him to keep going? “Oh, please!”
“Come for us, little mate,” Edward commanded, his voice rough with his own need. “Come for us now.”
And I did. The orgasm ripped through me, my pussy and ass spasming as I screamed. My legs trembled, my knees buckled, but the three of them held me upright, Edward’s cock still buried deep inside me.
“I can’t, I can’t,” I pleaded.
“You’re going to come again,” Edward growled. “I can feel your tight little bottom clenching around my cock. I know you can give me another one, little mate.”
“No, no, no, please.”
“You’re going to come so fucking hard, you’ll beg us for another, and we’ll give it to you. Over and over again. Until you can’t walk. Until you can’t fight us any longer. Then, and only then, will I fill your ass with my seed.”
I whined, my body betraying me, responding to his words with a fresh wave of wetness between my legs. Logan’s fingers were still working my clit, and I knew he could feel how wet I was too.
“This little pussy is sopping, dripping wet,” Logan purred, and I blushed hard.
I hated that they had the ability to make me feel this way. To make me want them, to need them. I hated that my body was betraying me, that I was giving them exactly what they wanted.
“Don’t fight it, little mate,” Edward urged, his words punctuated by a particularly deep thrust. “You’re ours. Body and soul. You will come for us when we demand it.”
I gasped, my hips involuntarily bucking back against him, seeking more, wanting to be filled, to be claimed. It was like he had a direct line to my core, my very being responding to his every command.
“Fuck,” I moaned, my body tensing, the pleasure building and spiraling out of control. “Fuck. Fuck.”
“That’s it,” Edward encouraged, his hips slamming into mine with a brutal force. “Give it to me. Give me your orgasm, little mate.”
I shattered once more, my body arching, my head thrown back in ecstasy. My release was intensely hard, and I cried out, my voice shaking with emotion. My pussy spasmed, my thighs trembling as waves of desire coursed through me.
Edward’s fingers dug into my hips, holding me as he continued to fuck me, driving himself to the brink. His grunts and growls filled the air.
“Such a tight little hole. This ass is going to milk me dry,” he snarled, and my body reacted with a visceral surge of arousal. My asshole clenched around him, as if trying to pull him deeper, and he growled in response.
“That’s it,” he groaned. “That’s it, little mate. You want to be filled, don’t you? You want me to come deep inside this tight little asshole.”
“Yes,” I breathed, the word escaping my lips before I could even think to stop it.
His hips slammed into mine one last time and he let out a deep, animalistic roar. I could feel his cock pulsing inside me, his hot seed flooding my insides. My body responded in turn, my ass clenching around him, milking every last drop from him.
I was breathless, my body shaking, as I slumped against the wall. Edward’s hands were gentle now, his touch soothing as he ran his fingers over my back, my hips, my ass. He pulled out of me slowly and I couldn’t help the soft groan that escaped my lips.
I was exhausted, my body aching in ways I never imagined possible.
“Aww, look at our little mate. She thinks she’s done,” Logan murmured, and I stiffened immediately.
Wait. What?
I stared at Logan with wide eyes. They couldn’t be serious. I’d just gotten my ass fucked and I could still feel Edward’s seed dripping from my well-used hole, but that wasn’t the end of my punishment?
There was more. They weren’t finished with me yet.
“Your mouth is next, little mate,” Jamie said, and my heart skipped a beat. “But I’m not going to fuck you hard. I’m going to take it nice and slow and enjoy the feel of your lips around my cock as you choke and beg me to stop.”
I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. “Please,” I begged, my words barely more than a ragged whisper. “I can’t.”
But even as the words left my lips, my body was already responding, my clit throbbing with need.
“You can, little mate,” Jamie insisted, his hand tracing the curve of my jaw. “You will. Now get down on your knees.”
I hesitated for a moment, but then Jamie’s hand was on my shoulder, pushing me down, and I obeyed, sinking to my knees in front of him onto my forgotten coat beneath me. The cold, hard ground bit through the fabric into my skin, but I ignored it, focusing instead on the man towering over me.
His eyes were dark with desire, and he wasted no time pressing his cock against my lips.
I tried to turn away, to deny him entrance, but he was relentless, his grip on my chin firm.
“Open up, little mate,” he growled, his tone commanding as he lightly cuffed my cheek.
It stung, but it was the humiliation that really burned through me with the other two men witnessing the stern admonishment.
With a shaky breath, I did as he said, parting my lips and allowing his thick length to slide past them. Instantly, the taste of him was overwhelming as his scent filled my nostrils.
My body was a mess of conflicting emotions. Part of me wanted to resist him, to fight back and deny him what he sought, but another part of me, a part hidden deep inside me that I couldn’t seem to ignore, wanted him to use me, to fuck my mouth and claim me as his own.
I couldn’t help but moan around his cock as he pushed deeper, the sound vibrating against his shaft. He groaned in response, his hips thrusting forward, his hands gripping my hair tightly. I tried to pull back for a breath, but he held me in place, his cock pressing against the back of my throat.
I gagged, tears springing to my eyes. He ignored me and kept his own pace, sliding in and out, fucking my mouth slow and steady, as if he had all the time in the world.
My throat ached, and my jaw strained to take him, but I couldn’t deny the sheer need that was building inside me. My body was responding despite my attempts to resist him. I was getting wetter by the second, and the thought of it only served to fuel my desire.
“Good girl,” Jamie whispered, his voice thick with lust. “That’s it. Take my cock down that pretty throat.”
He pressed deeper, and I choked, my eyes watering as I struggled to breathe. He pulled out for a moment, allowing me to catch my breath before thrusting back in, his cock filling my mouth once again.
My hands gripped his thighs, my nails digging into his flesh as I tried to find some semblance of control, but he was in charge, and everyone knew it.
My pussy throbbed, my hips rocking of their own volition, seeking out some kind of release.
I couldn’t help it. Even though I was on my knees, even though I was being used, my body craved more.
Soon enough though, it began to be increasingly hard to breathe.
Just when he pulled out once, I managed to gasp, “Please. I can’t breathe.”
“You can breathe when you come,” Logan commanded, and he knelt down beside me and slipped his hand between my legs, finding my clit in a fraction of a second and rubbing hard.
Oh, my god. He wasn’t serious. I couldn’t—