Chapter Twelve — Alex
“Grab your ankles,” Callum instructs me.
I bend down, grabbing my ankles. Callum slips his cock inside my pussy smoothly and grunts, before grabbing my hips.
I have to steel myself to keep my balance as he thrusts into me. He’s rough, going fast and hard. After a minute or so, he tells me to stand up. Then he tells me to sit on one of the lower benches and spread my legs as far as I can.
Then he tells Lars and Anders to get on either side of me. “Grab her ankles,” he says. “Lift them high.”
The two men each grab an ankle, spreading me. Callum steps in front of me and enters me, staring straight into my eyes. I’m completely spread open for him by two other men. I’ve never felt so exposed.
He’s able to go deep in me, so deep that I immediately cry out when he plunges in.
“Are you sorry, sweetheart?” he says.
I nod as he leans down and kisses me. He bites on my lower lip and I feel my body melt into his. He’s everywhere — his tongue in my mouth, claiming me, his cock inside my body, consuming me. I yield as he takes me entirely.
“I don’t think you know yet what sorry really means,” Callum says as he pulls back slightly from my face, staring into my eyes. “But don’t worry sweetheart, Daddy’s about to teach you.”
A shiver runs through my entire body.
He grabs my hair in a fistful and leans down to kiss me again. He continues thrusting faster and faster while his mouth ravages me. His tongue explores my mouth in desperation, claiming me.
“I want to ruin you,” he says. “I want to destroy your tight little body, Alex. I want to stretch you out and stuff you until you can’t walk straight anymore.
I want to pump you full of so much cum that it’s dripping out of you for weeks.
I’m going to claim every little inch of your body and make it mine. ”
He looks at Lars and Anders. “Watch closely, boys. This is how it’s done.”
He turns back to me. “Touch yourself and come,” he says.
I reach for my clit and rub. It doesn’t take long for the orgasm to start building. He grabs one of my nipples and pinches.
“Come for me, baby girl,” he says.
An orgasm ripples through my body as he continues pumping more frantically into me, filling me up and stretching me. He explodes too, and hot liquid fills my cunt.
He pulls out, and the two men forget to release my ankles. “Release her,” Callum says. They follow his instructions.
“You can go,” he tells them. They shuffle out, and Callum turns to me.
“How was that?” he asks, looking at me.
I’m not sure what kind of answer he’s looking for. Maybe he’s asking if that was too much, if he took it too far. I mean, he probably did. For any other woman, for any sane woman, that would be too much. As crazy as that was, though, it was somehow also one of the hottest things I’ve ever done.
I don’t know what to say, so I just shrug my shoulders.
“Oh really?” he asks.
“No big deal,” I say. I don’t really believe it, and neither does he. But that’s part of our game. Never saying the quiet part out loud. In fact, saying the opposite, if possible.
Callum scoffs. “You really are something,” he says, before capturing my mouth in a kiss.
The End