Thirty-Eight
Their Obsession
Liv
A n unfamiliar heat coursed from my toes to my already heated cheeks with embarrassment. Shame was clear in the air as my panties grew more damp and were uncomfortable to wear. They were garbage because these two dummies could only think of their dicks.
“I’m not an actual doctor, but we can help you,” Sin said as he searched around the room at all the medical supplies and a gurney bed. “If you’ll let us?”
Let them?
Hell no!
“I don’t need your fucking help,” I answered hastily. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to use the bathroom.”
I took a step forward as they separated and made room for me to squeeze between them. Baffled by their change of heart, but I would not question them. I had a sore, bloody vagina to tend to.
“Okay. I tried being nice,” Sin said as he grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me up against him, his breath in my ear. “But I’m not a nice guy.”
Sin ran his tongue up my ear, and I shivered with mistrust. I cussed at him, but he didn’t mind and threw me toward his best friend. My feet stumbled below me, causing me to trip on my heels, and Saint caught me before I hit the floor. He pulled me up against him, his breath heavy in my ear, and he nipped my earlobe. I was sickened with myself when my pussy ached with a sensation better than the never-ending throb of soreness.
“Asshole! Just let me use the—” Saint cut my rambled order off, tossing me toward the hospital bed further into the room.
My tits bounced as I huffed, and I watched the two dominant men take off their scrub shirts. They tossed them to the floor with grunts filling the air and stood there, blocking my escape. I had no way out except to run straight into their much too eager arms.
“We want to help ease your cramps, little obsession,” Sin gushed as he licked his lips and bit the bottom one. “Stop your hurt with our pain and bring you pleasure. ”
“But I’m bleeding,” I argued and lifted my dress. “See? We can’t do anything when I’m on my period.”
Slowly, blood trickled down my thigh because my panties couldn’t absorb any more of my flow. My heavy menstrual flow always started right on time and the bitch cursed me.
“Wrong,” Saint added.
“To hell with you!” I snapped as I dropped my dress and shot Saint the middle finger.
“Liv, Liv, Liv…” Sin tsked at me as he shook his head and continued walking toward me. “I thought I taught you a lesson with that finger.”
“Well, your session must’ve sucked,” I huffed and gave Sin a taste of my finger, too.
“This one won’t,” Saint said as he removed his stethoscope from around his neck and hung it from his ears. “Because your doctors are ready to see you now.”
I couldn’t help but notice the angel wing tattoos on his arms, with a wolf on one of his shoulders. The black ink had a design resembling a heavenly embrace, but Saint was too dark for God’s golden gates. The old wound on his chest could attest to his evil behavior, but I pondered how he got such a nasty gash. A clear thunderbolt scar curved into his flesh, the same image his best friend had on his cheek. They not only shared matching necklaces, but their old wounds ran deep.
What were the fucking odds ?
Saint reached me first with one long stride, and I gasped as his grip tightened around me. His strength was too much for me to fight against, but I still tried. I wiggled as he ran the circular part of the stethoscope down my chest and over my heart.
“Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump,” Saint repeated as he listened to the muscle behind my ribcage and whispered in my ear. “This erratic little heartbeat will match each thrust we pound into your slick, red cunt.”
“And this fluttering pulse…” Sin said as he held two fingers against my neck and peered down at me. “Will burst when you finally come with your crimson juices all over our cocks.”
I couldn’t help my wandering gaze as it ventured into the delicious world of Sin’s inked body. Skulls mixed with fire and the true nature of his wicked conduct. Chains ventured along his arm sleeves and onto his chest with a snake wrapped around a skull and popping out of an eye socket.
“I’m on my monthly cycle! I’m not having sex with either of you—” my attitude ended there with Sin’s hand wrapped tightly around my throat.
My airway constricted within his iron death grip as Saint stopped listening to my chest and lifted me off my two feet. My legs kicked outwards, but it was no use as Saint sat me roughly down onto the hospital bed and my body flopped. The bounce of me on the creaky mattress stopped because of Sin’s tight hold around my neck.
“You’re not going anywhere because you need us,” Sin hissed against my cheek while Saint watched from behind him. “We won’t let our girl suffer in agony.”
Sin squeezed tightly as I clawed at his forearm, and my eyes bulged out of my head. Tears fell down my cheeks, and he licked the salty wetness away. Sheer panic ran through me as my fists beat against his arm in a frantic need to break free and breathe air into my lungs.
Suddenly, Sin eased up, and I choked out, “Asshole! You bring me pain from not listening to me and choking me half to death.”
Sin let me go and stared me straight in the eyes. “Nonsense.”
“Whatever…” I huffed as I rubbed my neckline and pushed at his face. “Now get out of my way.”
“No,” Sin said as he grabbed my arms and threw me further back onto the bed.
I yelped at the force as my backside hit the uncomfortable mattress again and Saint was on me in a matter of two seconds. He was on the bed with his hands binding my arms over my head, holding me down. I thrashed my legs with all my might, but I was no match for Sin as he grabbed them and spread me wide. My legs pressed into the bed with his knees on top of them and he hovered over me.
“We’re going to cure this pain searing through you, darling,” Saint breathed from above me as his hand found the zipper at the side of my dress and he pulled it open.
“That’s right, Liv.” Sin breathed heavily as his hand trailed inside of my panties, and he touched my slickness. “Do you know what cures cramps?”
I bit my lip and hid the whimper working up my throat as he rubbed the most sensitive part of me. Shudders ran through me, and I bit down harder, as his torturous touch didn’t stop. He wanted to do me in, to hear me crumble, but I tried damn hard to reject my body’s need.
I panted, “What?”
“Multiple orgasms.”
Oh, fuck. I was in big trouble. The look on Sin’s stubborn yet determined face spoke of everything he’d do to me as he pulled his hand from my cunt, and his fingertips were soaked red. He admired my crimson color and licked his fingers, which didn’t surprise me coming from him. In his unhinged head he loved everything about me, even my bitch, Aunt Flo.
“I want a turn, man. I want to fucking taste her while she’s on her rag,” Saint pleaded from behind me .
“Be my guest,” Sin said with red tinted lips, and he ripped my panties from me.
“Fuckers,” I repeated as I thrashed while they switched places and Saint pulled my dress off my body.
I laid there naked with nothing on while Saint held my thighs open with his swollen forearms. The man could probably pop someone’s head off with them! They were huge. But here was little old me, quivering beneath his strength with his breath against my bloody pussy.
A whimper escaped me as Saint licked up the entirety of my slit, and my head jerked back into the mattress. Sin groaned from above me while my eyes rolled. I loved his skilled caresses to my cunt more than I knew I should. My hips bucked, and I looked down at him just in time to see my menstruation on his tongue before he swallowed it down.
“Mm… So damn good,” Saint breathed against my cunt.
The puffs from his mouth were warm, mixing with the rising temperature in me, and my feral need grew out of control. My breath was heavy, no longer able to resist. Especially once Saint attacked my pussy and ate me out while I was experiencing shark week.
Saint was the shark with his sharp fangs grazing against my clit and dragging them along my most responsive area. He pulled the flesh between his teeth until an untamed moan sounded from my open mouth. I couldn’t stop the way my body reacted to him and I gave in. His head moved from side to side, and he never came up for air. He immersed himself in my red sea, avoiding getting caught in the harsh undertow and maintaining full control as if he couldn’t get enough.
“Such a good girl, letting my best friend eat out your bloody pussy,” Sin praised me as he watched everything unfold and held my wrists.
I jerked and thrusted into Saint’s face, and my nails dug into Sin’s hands. He held me while I rode the waves coursing through me, and the lust flowing erratically inside of me numbed the pain I once had. My release was close, and I was slicker than a fish with my red juices mixed with Saint’s saliva trickling down my ass and onto the bed. The white sheets were wet underneath me, but I didn’t care. All I paid attention to was this man with his mouth ruining me even more than I thought he ever could. He eliminated more barriers I had put up as my belly coiled tight—the spring was about to break loose.
“Saint!” I cried out into Sin’s hand as he covered my mouth, and my orgasm let go.
More blood mixed with my pleasure on the stained mattress as Saint vigorously worked his tongue between my tightly clenched walls. I rode the waves of desire while the shark below me ate me up, and I had no time to worry about a mess. Only enough time to feel another bite mark as he freed his mouth from me and dug his teeth into my thigh.
“Fuck…” I moaned.
A wet crimson shine glistened around Saint’s lips as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and grabbed my hips. Without warning, he flipped me over onto my stomach, and I yelped from the sudden movement. He only grunted and slapped my ass. I was too weak from the orgasm, barely able to flinch from the lash. Sin had already let go of me like he had read Saint’s mind. The two assholes were more in tune with each other than I had realized. I tried to move my legs, but Saint pushed my knees up, and I heard a rustle from behind me.
“We’re not done with you yet, darling,” Saint said huskily, and his erection pulsated against my ass cheek.
I froze. Went as still as a cat with my eyes wide, and I got ready to attack. I couldn’t take much more of this, wouldn’t let them take another piece. There was still some fight left in me, and I had to do my worst. If I didn’t, they’d have me right where they wanted. Undeniably theirs.
“You did such a good job giving into the need you cannot fight,” Sin whispered into my ear as he stroked my hair and treated me as if I was a damn cat. “But we promised you multiple orgasms, and we intend to deliver.”
Unexpectedly, I shot up like a cat out of hell with the back of my head banging into Sin’s face, but his hand covered the blow. I attacked him with my upper body lashing out and my hands slashed in the air. I slapped Sin’s face, but he deflected every single effort until something wrapped around my throat and choked me into submission.
Saint pulled the cable of his stethoscope into my neck and pulled me back against him, “That was very naughty, little obsession. Now be a good girl for Daddy, darling. Get down on all fours.”