Page 18 of The Stolen Throne

I screech when I feel the knife slice through my clothes, leaving me completely bare except for my underwear. He taps the blade right below my belly button. “Seems I have a lot of scars to mark as my own, Little Raven.”

He slides the knife under the sides of my panties, cutting them off me and letting out a hiss when I’m completely bared before the seven of them. I look up to see him staring intently at my center. He licks his lips before meeting my gaze. “You’re soaked. You’re dripping for us already. I wonder what you taste like. Do you taste as sweet as you smell?” He groans and sucks on his bottom lip. “It’s a shame I already offered Kas the pleasure of tasting that hot sex of yours.” He turns to Kas and growls, “You better enjoy it.”

I watch as Kas crawls onto the bed, lowering himself, so his face is level with my sex. He gives me a devilish grin as his hot breath brushes my sensitive skin. “I’m starving.” But before he lowers to my center, he licks a trail up my thigh. I feel something cool touch my skin before the warmth of his tongue banishes the chill. I catch a glimpse of metal in the middle of his tongue before it vanishes back into his mouth.

“Your skin tastes sweet. I wonder if your cunt will taste sweeter.”

“What’s that on your tongue?” I ask a bit breathlessly.

He smirks. “What, this?” He sticks out his tongue, allowing me to see it once more. The metal clicks against his teeth as he folds his tongue, so I can see that the metal bar goes all the way through.

“Yes.”

“It’s a piercing, Princess. Worth the pain to have a woman squirming and screaming as I eat her cunt.”

His crass words make me want to say something in return, but my body feels hot and needy, and my brain isn’t functioning properly. I’m overwhelmed by the sensations forced upon me by these men. The moment Kas’s tongue licks up my center, Dax slices the knife across one of my scars. The combination of the sting of pain from the knife, and the pleasure of Kas’s tongue has me wriggling and squirming, but I can’t move.

“What does she taste like?” Dax asks and groans.

Kas sucks on my center before licking me from entrance to my clit. “So fucking sweet. The most delicious dessert I’ve ever had.” A moan slips from my lips as Kas spears me with his tongue at the same time Dax makes another cut on my skin. Kas’s tongue piercing is hitting places I didn’t even know were pleasurable. Each slow stroke of torture has heat building in my abdomen with no relief.

Dax quickens the pace of each slice as Kas slips his tongue from my center, and I let out a screech of irritation. Dax laughs and teases, “Seems you are enjoying yourself, Little Raven.”

I’m panting as I open my eyes, which I didn’t realize I had closed. I’m greeted by Asher’s heated gaze as he looks down at me. He licks his lips while he admires my body. “I want to touch you. I want to taste you. You smell delicious.”

I look down to see my abdomen covered in shallow cuts, just deep enough to have blood bubbling to the surface. My eyes shift to Ash again, and he snarls, “I’m touching you.”

He reaches out and uses my blood to paint my body before moving his palms to massage my breasts. He pinches my nipples, and I let out a moan. Ash slips a blood covered finger into his mouth, licking it off with a groan. I can feel his cock growing hard where it rests against the top of my head. “You taste like an apple tart.”

When Kas removes his tongue and replaces it with a finger, I let out a scream. He begins pumping wildly as he sucks on my clit. The cuts Dax is making against my skin turn erratic as the room fills with growls.

The need to come is overwhelming, and I feel moisture gathering at the corners of my eyes. I’ve never felt so much pleasure and pain. I’m panting as I grind against Kas’s face. I feel the knees beside my head disappear, and I open my eyes to find Ash’s face right in front of mine.

He watches as the moisture in my eyes builds, till they slide down my cheeks. With bloodied fingers, he grips my chin, turning it as he lowers his face. I feel his tongue on the side of my temple, licking up to the corner of my eye.

He hums. “Her tears are deliciously sweet too. I want more. I need more.” He licks the other side of my face before he stares intently, waiting for more tears of pleasure to fall.

Dax’s dark voice vibrates the room as he says, “Then you shall have more.”

Kas hums against my clit, and I cry out. He slips another finger inside me and begins to curl them, so they hit that perfect spot each time. My fingers curl into fists as tears stream down my face.

“Scream for us, Little Raven,” he growls. “Sing for Kas. Let him know how much you love him fucking your soaking sex with his fingers.”

When Kas adds another finger, my back bows off the bed, and my pleasure crescendos to a height I’ve never felt before. He continues to suck my clit with each pump of his fingers. Suddenly, Kas bites down on my sensitive nub, and my vision compresses into pinpricks before I erupt.

I scream as my body shatters with pleasure. Kas continues to fuck me with his fingers through it all, making my orgasm last longer. I sob as my pleasure continues to grow. Kas, not caring, continues until my body fractures once more before melding with the mattress. I’m completely spent from the overwhelming sensations.

Kas takes one last lick up my center, the cold metal of his tongue ring gliding across my sensitive flesh, making me whine from overstimulation. I look down with blurry eyes to find his black eyes on me. He lifts just enough, so I can see his mouth and chin are soaked with my release. He lifts a hand, wiping his face before giving me a dark smile. His eyes track the movement of my rapid breathing.

His voice is gruff as his eyes meet mine. “I’m still starving, Princess.”

Not wanting to give away how that epic orgasm made me like him a little more, I put as much venom behind my words as possible when I narrow my eyes and huff out, “You’re still not my favorite person today, Kas.” Damn that didn’t come out right.

He shrugs as he sits back on his heels with a cocky smirk. “I’m not your favorite person on any day, Princess. Doesn’t change the fact that I made you come on my face. Twice.”

I thump my head back down on the bed. “I hate you!”

“Hate you too, Princess.”

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