37. Violet
37
Violet
I t felt as if my bones had vanished. I wasn’t even sure I had enough strength to blink. Certainly not enough to move.
So I didn’t fight when they rolled me to my stomach. I welcomed the chance to rest. Maybe I’d fall asleep right here and later they could carry me home.
I was completely lost in a wave of euphoria. Utterly sated. Like being drugged, but without worry or side effects. It was so peaceful I knew I’d keep coming back for more.
My eyes fell shut. The weight of sleep was already tugging on me. I was floating away in bliss when firm hands landed on my hips.
“One more.” I only had a second to be surprised at Reid’s voice behind me. When I last looked, he’d been in the chair watching. From the little they’d said, I figured he preferred observing, so I didn’t expect his rough touch.
An unladylike squeal flew from my mouth as he yanked me up. Honestly, nothing I’d done tonight could be described as ladylike. My nails clawed at the sheets as he dragged me to the edge of the bed. Ass up; head down.
“Fuck.” He groaned as his fingers flexed on my hips. “This tight little hole is just begging to be ruined by me.”
“It’s too sensitive.” I protested even as his hot breath on my ass made me shiver in anticipation. I wasn’t sure I could take anymore, but I kind of wanted to find out.
“Oh, pretty girl.” He smoothed a soothing hand over my behind. “I don’t want this pussy.” I squealed again when he suddenly grasped my cheeks and spread them. “I’m going to take this perfect ass.”
The world stopped except for the blood flowing through my veins. I heard it pounding in my ears. “Wh-What?”
Deep chuckles filled the room. I couldn’t see Maverick, but the laughter in his voice was clear. “You’ll love it.”
I didn’t believe him.
“No. I can’t.” I tried to squirm away, but Reid’s grip was surprisingly strong. Or maybe I was weak. But the position didn’t help. My face was buried in the sheets. There was nowhere to go.
Anxiety poured into my system. My breathing became ragged. Images of other times I’d been weak flashed through my mind. With my parents. At Simon’s. The closet.
I was seconds away from a full panic attack when I felt the sting on my ass. The shock brought me back to the room. Then another spank came as Reid hit the other cheek.
His jacket brushed my bare skin as he curved over me. His heat seeped into my bones, warming up the dark places. He kept me pinned, but the fear receded.
“You don’t get it.” His voice was rough and low. “We’re in control. We say when it’s enough. We tell you when to come. And how many times you can.”
I jerked my head to the side, wondering if I needed an escape. My chest constricted as I saw Connor at the end of the bed. I felt the pleading in my gaze as our eyes connected. “You asked for this, little bloom.”
A hand grasped my hair, yanking me up. The dimple on Maverick’s face was gone as he stared down at me. “There’s only one way out, belladonna.”
Reid spanked me again, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure and pain across my body. “What color is a juicy, ripe, strawberry just waiting to be picked?”
The truth washed over me, taking away all the fight. I melted into them.
I wasn’t scared anymore. They could hold me down. Spank me. Control me. Because I could make it all stop with one word.
But I didn’t want to.
“Yellow.”
Warm lips pressed into the back of my neck. “Good girl.”
The pressure on my scalp released as Maverick moved to stand beside Connor. My forehead hit the mattress, but I kept my head cocked to see them. Their gazes tingled like a physical caress. It didn’t escape my notice that the two of them had no problem touching me together, but backed away when Reid wanted in. I wondered why that was, but then hands were gripping my ass cheeks and all thoughts scattered.
Cool air ghosted over my skin, creeping into places that had never seen the light of day before. Warmth spread from where he touched me, up my spine, across my chest, until it flooded my cheeks.
I tried to control my nerves and embarrassment as he slid one hand between my legs. I could hear how wet I was as he dipped a finger inside. But I knew that wasn’t his end goal. He trailed through my wetness as he moved back.
“Look at you.” His deep voice made me shudder. All of it affected me in a way it shouldn’t. “Every fucking inch of you is perfect.”
Except it wasn’t.
I don’t know why they kept saying that. Why they couldn’t see the black sludge covering my skin. The cracks and broken pieces.
I rolled my lips together, holding in my protest. Or maybe I was catching the whimpers as one of his fingers traced my back hole. But I couldn’t block the gasp that tore through my chest as he pushed inside.
My body clenched at the foreign intrusion. At being touched in a place nobody had even cared to look at before. He did it with such gentleness, slowly pumping in and out.
Pressure overwhelmed me at first. Stole the air from my lungs. But then desire zinged to my clit. The air came rushing out in a gasp. It was like electricity. I became aware of the space between my legs more acutely than I ever had before.
It was so wrong. Dirty. But it felt fucking amazing. Nothing had felt this good in a while.
My spine snapped straight as pleasure gripped me. My hips moved without permission. I was rocking into his hand when he added a second finger.
“Oh god.” I moaned. His other hand tightened on my hip like my sounds of ecstasy turned him on. Like he was holding himself back.
But I didn’t want him to. Euphoria built under my skin. Heat flooded my veins. I wanted more. Needed it.
“Fuck.” My gaze collided with Maverick’s as I heard his rough curse. Butterflies erupted in my stomach as our eyes held. As I watched him watching me. “You know what he’s doing right now, belladonna?”
I hoped he didn’t expect me to answer because I was too focused on breathing. On not exploding when Reid had barely started. I shook my head as my hips rolled.
“He’s getting you ready so you can take our cocks in that tight little ass.”
That shocked me from the pleasure I was in. “What? I can’t!”
Even two fingers felt like a lot. I was already too full. My body wasn’t ready for more.
Maverick pressed one hand onto the mattress. It dipped under his weight, sending me forward. He gripped my chin, keeping me in place. My hands brushed the bed as he jerked me towards him.
“You can. And you’ll fucking love it.”
At his words, Reid slipped in another finger. A shamefully loud moaned poured from me. I caught a glimpse of the smile on Maverick’s face before he slammed our lips together.
He swallowed my whimpers as Reid worked me over. Drove me higher. Maybe he was feeling jealous of Maverick kissing me because he dipped his head. His mouth brushed my spine from my hips to my neck, pressing kisses along my skin.
My nipples hardened. My gut tightened. My clit throbbed.
I was gasping when Maverick jerked our mouths apart. “Such a dirty fucking girl. A desperate little cocksucker.”
I whimpered as he ran his tongue over my bottom lip before he let me go. I fell back to the bed. My hips tilted further into the air.
These men were overwhelming. The things they said to me. Did to me. It drowned out everything else.
All I could feel was the pleasure coursing through me. The fullness. All I could hear was my panting breaths. The blood roaring through my veins. All I could smell was them and …sex.
I couldn’t even see anymore. My eyes had closed, trying to stop the assault of sensations. But they flew open again to look at Connor when he spoke.
His gaze was blazing as he stared down at me. “Who’s been a good girl tonight?”
I was too focused on the bliss blooming from Reid’s touch to do anything but answer instantly. “Me.”
I was lost to the pleasure as he pumped into me faster. My skin felt too tight with the intensity of it. It was as if I’d combust if I didn’t come soon.
“You can do better than that, pretty girl.” As if Reid knew how close I was, he moved his free hand to my front. He pressed his thumb into my clit. The pressure had me moaning and writhing.
“Who’s been our good girl?” Connor asked again, more forceful this time.
“I have! I have!” I screamed, burying my face into the mattress. “Me. Me.”
“Yes, you have.” Connor stroked the hair from my eyes, and our gazes collided. “So take your reward. Come for him.”
I thought it would’ve been impossible for me to come. I already had twice. But with Connor touching me so gently. With Reid shoving into my body as if he owned it. Strumming my clit like he knew just how to make me feel good. I exploded.
The pleasure surge inside me. My lungs squeezed, trapping my scream. My vision went black. Nothing else existed but the sparks bursting along my skin. I was weightless. Flying away.
I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to come down.