Page 55 of Her Blood Revenge

‘With everyone watching? You fucking whore. Because you know, don’t you? That we’re showing them who owns you. That you could be laid bare, legs spread and hands bound, surrounded by them all, and none would dare touch you. None would even try.’

‘Yes! Fuck!’

He slams his hand over her mouth and pinches her nose shut as she cums, cutting off her air.

My heart constricts. She’s going to panic! She’s going to hurl us away and run!

Shaw rests his forehead on hers, unblinking as her eyes widen.

‘I’m right here. Don’t be afraid. Cum, Pixie. Just how you like to. With no air in your lungs and a dizzy head. We’ve got you. You’re in control. This body is yours.’

Her eyes water and she grips him in any place she can. But not to push him away. To cling to him. To keep him close. To ground herself as the sheer force of her orgasm rips her apart. Blood slips past his hand and down her chin. She’s bitten him.

Then he lets her go, and she cries out in desperate pleasure. Pleasure that turns to sobs. Relief floods through the link. She’s regained some power back. Reclaimed a piece of what she had lost. I know it. I feel it. We all do.

‘Thank you,’ she whimpers.

‘Our turn,’ Shaw growls. ‘Now I want you to remember. I love you. I adore you. I respect you.’ He grabs her by the hair. ‘Now get on all fours, my little whore.’

Chapter ten

The Necromancer

With my hands and knees in the dirt, I take Shaw’s cock as he relentlessly drives it down my throat. He has my hair scooped up, and he watches closely, thrusting himself in as far as he can go. Every time I close my eyes, I get a sharp slap, and I reopen them. He wants me to look him in the eye as I take him.

Archie kicks my legs apart and kneels behind me. The sound of him undoing his trousers has me buzzing with anticipation. The ache between my legs is desperate. Archie spreads me and, with a deep moan, drives himself into me so deep and hard that a bolt of pain cuts right through me.

A delicious pain.

‘You like that, Pix?’ Archie asks, and I know he’s grinning. He pulls out slowly and slams himself back into me. His skin slaps mine, and I lurch forward, deeper onto Shaw, so I gag around him.

Shaw strokes my hair as if in comfort but keeps fucking me regardless.

Archie pulls out from my pussy and rests at my arse instead. As he eases himself inside, I groan as he stretches me. My fingers dig into the dirt as I try to relax and allow him in.

Archie lets out a light chuckle when he’s in as far as he can go and I get a slap on my backside. Shaw pulls my head back by my hair, watching me take in a deep gasp.

‘You good, Pixie?’

‘Yes,’ I breathe.

‘You like having his dick up your arse?’

Prick.

I get a slap when I don’t answer.

‘I asked you a question. Answer it.’

‘Yes,’ I grind out, wincing as Archie slams into me again.

‘Say it,’ Shaw orders. ‘Your future husband demands to hear that you are enjoying his best friend’s cock being up your arse.’ He leans down, smirking. ‘Say it.’

‘Yes. I enjoy having your best friend’s cock up my arse!’

‘Good girl. Open your mouth again. It looks far too empty for my liking.’

I do.

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