Page 52 of Shattered

My body betrays me as pleasure blooms through my core, and suddenly, Bane is sitting beside us, his hand clamped onto my arm.

“Ash…” I whimper as fear pulses through me, along with something else entirely. That’s when he brushes my hair from the back of my neck, and his lips are on me.

My entire body caves against him as his lips brush against my neck, making a full-body shudder run through me. When he clamps onto the back of my neck with his hand and brushes my dress strap away so he can sink his teeth into my shoulder, I let out a gasp that they can all hear.

“Come on, Sunshine,” he says, breathing against my neck. “You know the drill by now. You don’t have to be shy. All you have to do is admit that you’re a dirty little slut, and we’ll let you go. It’s as easy as that. It’s just the four of us here; you can tell us. Tell us what a dirty little slut you are.”

My head spins as I’m overwhelmed, and I shut my eyes, breathing deeply. It takes me time to decide whether I can handle this.

But in the end, I know I want it.

“No,” I growl, as menacing as I can manage in my state. “Screw you.”

“You’re gonna regret that, Sunshine.”

When I try to squirm out of his grip, he grabs both my arms, holding me still, and when I try to wiggle off his leg, it only stimulates my clit, making me moan, and the guys chuckle at that.

“I’ll hold her so she doesn’t squirm. Bane, show Jared her new tattoo.”

I hold my breath as my dress is pulled up. Bane yanks it up over my whole body and wraps the front around the back of my neck, leaving me completely exposed except for my thong, and it’s not much. As I struggle, Asher manages to lock both my arms behind my back withone of his, and he tangles his other hand in my hair, pulling back and forcing my face up towards the ceiling so I can’t see them.

But I can feel them. The cover is still on my tattoo, and I feel a warm set of fingers trace over it before brushing over my breast. Then my nipple is being rolled between two rough fingers, and I whimper.

“What a pretty tattoo between some pretty little titties,” Jared says.

“Let go of me!” I growl.

The hand releases from my nipple, and I realize it must be Jared’s.

“No, no, you can touch her as much as you want,” Asher says. “She acts like she hates it, but you’ll see, her cunts about to flood my leg.”

“He’s right,” Bane says, and suddenly, a hand slides into my thong, and a rough finger slips between my pussy and Asher’s leg, and I can feel the moisture.

“Soaked as usual?” Asher asks.

“Yep,” Bane says before I hear the sound of him sucking his finger clean. “Tastes good, too.”

Two fingers slip between the waistband of my thong, and suddenly, it’s dragged off my legs with a trail of fluid. Two strong hands force my legs apart.

“Is she on birth control?” Jared asks.

“Yeah, you can come in her. Unless Sunshine wants to say those magic words.”

“Fuck you!”

“Not the right words, Sunshine,” Asher says, teasing. “Go on, Jared, take your cock out. You can fuck her.”

I swear I nearly faint, listening to Asher whore me out. Before I know it, I feel a cock at my entrance, and the little extra at the top confirms there’s a condom on.

They’re fucking with my head.

Asher doesn’t relent from his hold, forcing my head back. I shudder as Jared enters me, and to my surprise, I find his cock doesn’t fill me enough.

I want more.

“Fuck, Ash, she feels incredible, you lucky asshole,” Jared says as he begins to pump into me. My core tightens furiously, clamping down on him.

My head spins as Jared fucks me in Asher’s lap. He’s rough as he pounds into me. When he slows, my quaking chest begins to tighten.

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