Twenty-Eight
Their Obsession
Liv
S in took his shot and stretched my mouth. His huge mushroom head was not even an inch in, and I already felt like he wouldn’t fit. My lips wrapped around him as both men groaned, and my belly ached from the sounds they made. My cunt throbbed with tension from Saint’s massive girth as he pushed in more, and I thought I’d burst.
“Ah!” I moaned against Sin’s cock and the vibrations made his dick twitch.
“Fuck. Such a good slut taking our big cocks, inch by inch,” Sin growled with satisfaction and looked down at me. “Now to make our girl see teary-eyed shooting stars.”
“Uh-Uh!” I panicked with a dick stuffed in my mouth as Sin inched in more and Saint followed suit .
Sin pushed my head further down as he let out a long, pleased grunt and my mouth filled with saliva. The liquid swept out the sides of my mouth as he forced me to take him deeper and my eyes were bugging out of my head. Fresh hot tears brimmed in my eyes but wouldn’t fall as I stared up at my enemy and bit down as much as I could on his cock. But his girth was too broad, and my teeth only ignited more pleasure.
“Yes, sweetheart, just like that. Such a good girl grazing those pearly whites along my shaft.” Sin groaned with pleasure as he thrusted his hips up to push deeper into my throat. “Ah. Fuck. I love it when you do that.”
Saint gave me a small thrust from behind and filled me fuller than I had ever been before. Pain mixed with passion as my walls stretched and my pussy fought against him. But the restriction only made him determined as he grunted and shoved his way in deeper.
They had plunged into me bare. No protection. They failed to discuss with me if I was on birth control or ask if I had an IUD. These fuckers didn’t care. It wouldn’t surprise me if they wanted to get me pregnant and keep me tied to them forever.
Finally, with one agonizing, blissful plunge, they buried themselves in me.
“Oh God—” Sin hit my gag reflex, cutting short my cry with a gwock sound from deep inside my throat .
More sounds filled the room as Sin thrust into my mouth repeatedly and never set me loose. He stuffed me full as my tears fell and my phantom’s face blurred. All I heard was his grunts of pure satisfaction, of his girl taking his cock so well and Saint groaning his chants of praise.
My pussy clenched, and Saint throbbed as he drove into me over and over until my head bobbed on its own. Sin let go of my head with a wicked smirk on his face as he watched me take his cock greedily. I feasted on him as pleasure soared through me and Saint helped me ride the waves. He thrusted faster and faster as my mouth gobbled up Sin.
“Our girl even sounds like a stuffed turkey.”
Sin’s evil, low laughter echoed throughout the room and mixed with the sound of my ass cheeks clapping against Saint’s thighs. Hatred and lust mixed inside of me as Saint slowed his pace. Their long lengths were back to torturing me as one thrusted all the way into the hilt until I thought my pussy would erupt. While the other one caught the shove and plunged their dick deep into my throat. My eyes bulged with each push until they rolled and I choked.
“Yes, darling. Good girl. Just. Like. That,” Saint grunted out each word as he thrusted and a feral moan ripped up my throat .
Sin popped his dick out of my mouth as a sound tore out of me, but he concealed the noise with his tongue. His hand puckered my mouth together as he licked over my open mouth. The motion was wet and sloppy as he drove his tongue inside.
Sin kissed me with a fierce need as Saint drove wildly inside of me. He buried himself again and again as our skin smacked. My climax grew higher and higher, but I loathed them for it all. My body responded the way they promised it would. I stretched wide for them and grew accustomed to their massive sizes. Girths I thought I couldn’t handle, but I was wrong. They felt far too good stuffed up inside of me, and I ached for Sin to join Saint. To fill me full all over again.
“Yes! Yes!” I cried out into Sin’s mouth as he ate up my cries of passion and our tongues swirled to a deadly beat.
These men were going to be the death of me. They’d stuffed my body until I ceased to exist. But they’d be sure to own me, even in the afterlife. They would always haunt me.
Sin tore his mouth from mine. “Enough.”
Sin forcefully whipped my face with his wet dick, causing me to open my mouth wide in surprise as he abruptly cut off my yelp and plunged back inside. Quickly, he gathered my hands into his and forced them behind my back. The new position caused my head to fall forward, and the tip of Sin’s dick hit my gag reflex. Wet sounds of protest came from my throat as my eyes bugged out of my head and Sin jolted upward. He buried himself in my mouth until I thought he’d hit my brain and fucked it. Saint grabbed my wrists and bound them in his grasp as he pulled me back.
“What the fu—” my protest silenced as Saint gave me a hard thrust and my body jerked in his hold. Saint slammed into me repeatedly, and the sound was music to my ears as my mouth went wide and an animalistic moan escaped onto the head of Sin’s cock. He didn’t waste a beat and shoved himself back into me as they rocked me back and forth. In one wet hole and out the other. Our climax grew as the sounds we made grew louder and the men couldn’t help themselves. We couldn’t stop the pleasure we all felt as they shared me, and I couldn’t deny them any longer.
“Such. A. Good. Slut,” Sin grunted each word as he thrusted, and I gagged on his cock. “Show me your pretty tongue.”
And I did. I showed him my tongue as he pulled back, and he was the first to erupt. Saint slowed to an excruciating pace as he let Sin blow his load on me, and I tasted his warm come as he jerked off into my mouth. The taste of him was surprisingly sweet as I drank him up, and I knew I’d soon regret my decision .
They gave me no time to contemplate my latest mistake as Saint hoisted me back up and he picked up his sweet pace. Sin bared my tits and covered his mouth over a nipple. I bit down on my lip and concealed my cry as Sin lapped his tongue in circles around my erect bud. A coil wrung tight deep inside of me and was ready to burst, but I held back.
I wasn’t ready to give another piece of me to these assholes. I was unprepared to spill my juices all over my phantom’s deliciously skilled, ten-inch cock. He couldn’t have me. They couldn’t make me.
As if sensing my apprehension, Saint slapped my ass. Once, twice, and three times. He rounded a fourth harsh smack and somewhere in between his lashings, Sin covered my mouth. He concealed the whimpers I let out as Saint went on a rampage. Over and over, he slapped me like I was his bad fucking girl. My behind would have a nasty red welt at the end of all of this, the skin on the verge of bleeding. The pain he inflicted was nipped away by pleasure as he thrusted and slapped.
Sin bit at my nipples, sucked and licked until I was on the edge of insanity. Every inch of me exploded with pleasure, as I couldn’t stop my release, even though I had fought damn hard. They had beat me into submission, and I gave into them .
“Yes, yes, yes!” My muffled cry came out as stars flew, and I stared down at my phantom feasting on my tits. “Fuck you, fuckers!”
My back arched, my nails dug into the palms of my clenched fists, and my eyes rolled. I rode out my climax as Saint grunted with my tight pussy walls clenching down on him, and he, too, hurdled over the edge. He rode me hard and fast as he rattled the entire bed frame.
“Fuck!” was the only word he uttered as he spilled his seed inside of me, and I prayed the asshole was full of dead sperm.
Even though I was on birth control, I still worried and felt his come warm me from the inside. Those tiny pills could fuck up. One slight slip, and I’d be pregnant with a baby I wouldn’t want. I couldn’t afford to miss a single goddamn pill.
“Assholes,” I panted as Sin removed his hand from my mouth, and he met my angry stare.
Hot tears filled my eyes as the shame creeped back in, but I wouldn’t let them spill. I had cried enough tears of tormented bliss for one session with them, and they didn’t deserve to see me do it again. But humiliation was the least of my worries.
My soul was on the line with my heart following close behind, and my phantoms had worn me down. They took from me another piece I couldn’t get back, but I had let them.
They had broken in and were fully intent on killing Sebastian until plans changed because of me. I had touched them intimately when I knew better. I had pushed them with my big mouth, and I’d known what they’d do.
Sin and Saint wanted me, and they weren’t willing to let me go. Owning my body wasn’t their only priority. They wanted my heart, my mind and my pretty little soul.
“You were perfect, sweetheart,” Sin breathed as he fanned my lips with his warm breath and brushed my hair behind my ears. “Frazzled, tight, and willing.”
“Willing?” I questioned as Saint’s dick dripped come on my ass and my juices leaked down my thighs.
“Yes,” Sin hissed as he pecked my lips, and his eyes never wavered from mine.
“Have you lost every marble in your fucked up head?” I asked and wiggled in Saint’s hold, but he wouldn’t let me go.
Sin whispered, “I’m a rather intelligent person, Liv.”
“You have yet to prove that,” I huffed.
Sin laughed. “Oh, how you wound me.”
Sin held a hand over his heart sarcastically, acting as though I had hurt him. The muscle sat stone-cold behind his ribcage and didn’t beat as his actions reflected his lack of emotion. Sin Cruz was a deranged psychopath.
“I can’t hurt someone who’s dead inside.” I glared at Sin and hoped he choked on my words. “Cold, calculated, and cruel, without a beating heart.”
“Trying to hurt us only makes you more like us. A vicious cycle we’ll get lost in together until you admit you need us. Until you confess your love for us, too,” Sin explained as he held my face in his hands and kissed my nose.
Before I could lash back, Sin let me go and snapped at Saint. He released me and gravity landed me back on the bed. I gathered any strength I had left and scurried away from them as they went to the edge of the bed. They gathered their pants and briefs but wouldn’t take their dark and possessive eyes off me. In another cruel tease, they slowly dressed and zipped up their pleased cocks inside of their pants.
My being vibrated from the shock of what I had endured, and I clung to the headboard. I’d been violated all over again by two men who were ready to hide back in the shadows until they felt the need to strike. To consume me, use me, and abuse me, but I lived through each blow.
Every attack caused my fight to weaken, and I gave into everything they dealt. They’d continue and wouldn’t stop. Not until I fully submitted to them and gave them all of me.
“I’ll never love you,” I breathed as they went back to the window and Saint blew me a kiss.
I pretended to catch the affection in my hand, and, to his disappointment, I smashed it onto the mattress. Saint growled with disapproval as he climbed out the window and vanished into thin air. Mr. Saint Sullivan deserved nothing from me after everything he had put me through.
“You will.”
I glared. “No, I won’t.”
“Yes, you will. After your heart shatters, and we piece it all back together. We’re counting on it, Liv, but you are the one who is unsure, judging by your pulse racing a mile a minute,” Sin said with certainty.
I gazed down at my wrist and held two fingers against it. Sure enough, the beat against my skin was erratically throbbing, and I double-checked with my fingers against my neck. My pulse quickened even more with the realization Mr. Sin Cruz was gone.
Was Sin right? Will I seek refuge in them? Could I give my heart to them?
No. There was absolutely no way. It was not possible after everything they had done.
Tears burst from my eyes as I let them fall after my shadows left me alone. I curled up in the fetal position and wept for the person I once knew. A woman who’d let no man control her, but I had let two. I used to be the one in control of the men I had chosen, but Sin and Saint had chosen me.
Darkness engulfed me as I fell into myself. I dashed down further into my soul as I tried to make sense of each tormented encounter with them. I had wanted to forget, but I couldn’t. They lived within me night and day. Devoured me until there was little left, with my heart beating wildly in my chest, and I wasn’t sure of anything anymore.