"You're going to make our little slut scream, Prudence."
But he doesn't stop. He laps at my sex, fast then slow then spearing into me as I shake from head to toe.
When he removes himself, I literally start to cry. My orgasm was right there, and he stopped it. Tears prick my eyes and fall soon after.
"You've upset her," Just goads before sticking two fingers inside me, curving them to hit my pleasure spot, "yet her cunt is still dripping for us."
"Please make me come," I beg, tears still leaking from me. "I'll be a good girl, I promise."
Justice thrusts inside me and then out, plunging deeper and deeper as I writhe, wanting him more and more.
"Think we should give her our cocks?"
I nod furiously and get a smack for it.
"Do you think she can take two cocks at once?"
I whimper, thinking of our first time together, wanting them to fill me.
"I think her mouth needs a good fucking," Just explains. "She's been sassing, and she let the others touch what's not theirs."
Them bringing up the other guys has me near weeping with need. I want them so badly. Prudence comes around me. "Open up, princess. My cock wants that naughty tongue of yours."
I whimper as he enters my mouth. He slides in and out gently, almost as if he's letting me acquaint myself with his size. The saltiness of his precum mixed with the musky scent of him has me wetter.
"She's dripping for you, brother. I'm going to get a taste and then fuck her."
I groan and shake with need. Justice's tongue starts from my spine, tracing erotically across me. His mouth sucks on back, leaving a mark and then his teeth are digging into my flesh, dragging down.
I cry out needing so much more. His lips make their way to my ass, flicking his tongue against my hole once he reaches there.
"She likes your mouth," Pru sounds out, thrusting himself inside my mouth more aggressively. "She's whimpering around me and making my balls ache."
Just’s tongue trails to my pussy, spearing between my folds and then diving inside me. He's venomous as he furiously drives into me. I feel myself leak more, and he groans.
"So fucking delicious, sweetheart."
He trails his thumb up my slit, parting me and massaging my clit. When I feel ready to combust, he makes his way to my asshole and presses on the tiny raised skin.
"Come for me, Colton," he commands and then sucks on my clit, taking it between his lips like a straw, putting pressure all around it while flicking his tongue.
And I detonate. His mouth taunts me, pressing into my sensitive bundle of nerves, and I scream around his cock, his name coming out as a harsh moas as I let go.
As soon as my high dies a little, he's up, and he's back to kissing and biting my back. "You're going to be covered for days, sweetheart. They'll all know you're ours."
I moan, thinking of how angry they'll all be.
Our eyes lock when I pull off Pru. "Please," I whimper, not even knowing what I'm asking for at this point. I just need more. He pushes my head back on him while Just goes to work on my body.
More kisses.
More bites.
More pressure.
The absolute yearning to have him in me is drowning, and the way Pru continues to thrust into my mouth has me a teary mess.
"Fuck her, Just. She's desperate for it," Pru suggests, and that has me wanting to pleasure him more. I suck harder, swirling my tongue all around him, making sure to focus on his head. "Goddamn it, princess. That's a good girl."
His praise lights me up inside, making me want to please them both so much.
Just thrusts into me in one quick move, making me gag over Pru's length. When they get to a speed together, I'm filled and a mess of moans and cries.
"Going to cum," Pru pants, his hips becoming jerky. I swirl my venom piercings on the underside of his cock, and he's done for, grunting his release loudly. "Such a good girl, princess. Take all my cum."
And I do. I swallow every drop and keep licking him like a melting popsicle, making sure I don't leave anything behind.
He bends down and kisses me as his brother fucks into me from behind.
"Fuck, yeah. Squeeze my cock just like that, sweetheart."
I flex and cry out as Just’s fingers bite into my hips. He's savage and relentless as he pounds into me. Pru's mouth owns mine all while his brother beats into me like a man on a desperate mission of release.
"Going to fill you up, Colt."
I nod against Pru's mouth as Just jerks a couple more times, releasing his hot warmth into me. It's filling me to the brim, and I can't help but to sigh in contented relief as he finishes.
When he pulls out, I fall flat, exhaustion hitting me immediately.
While they were the perfect distraction, even they have lives they'll have to go home to, and I can't stop thinking about how far I'll fall when they inevitably leave.
All the people I love always leave.
It's my curse.
My burden.
It's what will forever break me in the end.
Chapter Six
Lennox
Jealousy is a disgusting flaw in humanity.
Sitting here, knowing she's with those two, makes my blood boil. It's like an itch beneath my skin, flagellating until fury is the only emotion left inside.
"You pining?" Ross mutters, putting a bag of peas to his busted lip. He's angry. It's obvious every guy here is.
Colt has a way of owning each one of us. At first, all I wanted was for her to choose. How could she possibly have feelings for all of us? And now two more...
But the more time I spend with these fucks, I can understand her needs. We all offer something.
Not sure what it is I offer, but I'm sure it's something.
"You're not?" I rebuke, wondering if he'll be honest since I sure as shit am bad at it.
"No, I am. I'm just wondering why the fuck I'm even staying away from her."
A derisive laugh bubbles from me, making me laugh maniacally. I'm fucking losing it.
"It wasn't funny, dude."
When I peer back at him, he's annoyed. The pinch between his eyebrows is enough explanation.
"I'm aware," I reply. "It's just ironic. How much we sacrifice for her. Knowing she could become Yang at any point. Hell, I don't trust half of you fucks."
He nods knowingly. "Ditto."
"Yet we stick together?"
It's rhetorical. No one is safe here. I want to believe none of these guys would willingly hurt Yang, but if you're given rules by him, your choices are nonexistent.
"Do you really think any of us are capable?" he asks.
"Do you think any of us truly has a choice?"
The rebuttal slips free easily. Can anyone say otherwise? We're born with all the money we could ever desire, but we're also born without a single freedom. We live to please. We're produced to serve. We follow the rules.
Or we die.
"Did you really let her leave?" Ten butts in, his face filled with disdain. Out of us all, his emotions are always displayed across his chest as blatantly as his tattoos.
"What was I supposed to do, Tennison? Hold her hostage?" I ask.