Page 107 of Their Blood Rite

‘That’s a good girl.’

I won’t back down. I take him back in my mouth and work him hard, my head going back and forth. He hisses and swears, utterly consumed by me. Enthralled.

‘That’s it. Just like that.’

He looks up, watching someone behind me.

‘Come to play?’ he says.

‘Absofuckinglutely,’ Shaw replies, cock in hand as he strokes himself. His dark, hooded eyes look down on me.

He’s here. With me. Not with some human girl.

Here.

‘Pixie. You look so beautiful on your knees.’ He nods to his length.

‘No. You were just with another,’ I reply.

‘We haven’t touched anyone. We’re all yours. I swear.’ He steps closer.

Without looking away, I lean over and take him in my mouth. My free hand wraps around Dorian, and I stroke him, my thumb sliding over his tip, which makes him swear in pleasure.

I flinch when someone gathers my hair up from behind.

Archie looks down at me, admiring my mouth on his friend's cock.

After a few minutes, I’m thrust onto Archie’s waiting length.

My thighs clench together. I have a hand on Dorian and Shaw, and my lips are sealed around Archie. They completely surround me, blocking me from everyone and encircling me entirely.

‘You think you get to try and tease us by dancing with another man?’ Shaw says in a deep, husky voice, tinged with anger and brimming with lust. His fingers join Dorian’s in my hair, and they both move me, manoeuvring my mouth along Archie’s cock. ‘You thought you could make us jealous? Try to pretend you don’t belong to us?’

‘Now, everyone here will know who you belong to,’ Dorian adds. ‘You’reourlittle whore.’

They push my head onto Archie, pulling back and forth at my hair. Back and forth. Each time, he hits the back of my throat. Then they force me onto him hard, and he goes straight down my throat.

‘We should strip you naked and all fuck you. Show you who you belong to. Show them all that you belong to us.’ Shaw forces me harder onto Archie. ‘Don’t you ever let another man touch you again.’

I can’t breathe. I can’t fucking move!

I slam my hands onto their abdomens and shove them back.

All three step away and let me go immediately, their hands raised as if in surrender.

Tears stream down my cheeks, and I gasp and groan as I attempt to keep the contents of my stomach inside me.

‘This… this was punishment?’ I manage, looking between all three. ‘Because I danced with Kieran?’ I’m on my feet and staggering away from the bastards, utterly humiliated. ‘You… you made me come here. You… you were with other women.’ I wipe my face clean. ‘I don’t belong to anyone.’ I turn and walk back towards the house.

‘Pixie!’ Shaw calls after me. ‘PIXIE! Get the fuck back here now.’

‘FUCK YOU!’ I yell back over my shoulder.

‘You do as you are fucking told!’

‘I don’t belong to you.’

‘Yes. You fucking do!’

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