Page 57 of Her Blood Revenge

I grunt as Dorian slides inside, and all three of them hiss and moan as they fill me up.

His body meets mine.

He’s inside me.

They all are. Archie fills my arse. Shaw and Dorian share my pussy.

I release my bite and slump, lazily lapping up the blood that beads down his shoulder.

And they all fuck me. They feel my curves. They caress my skin. They pinch my nipples.

It’s nothing but hands. Fingers. Cocks and mouths.

Shaw cums first, grunting his release into me with slow and powerful thrusts. He pulls out and gets out from beneath me, leaving the two others to slam into me relentlessly. I feel Shaw’s cum slipping past Dorian as he screws me, enjoying the extra wetness Shaw has left behind. Dorian is next, spilling into me from behind with his fingernails clawing at my hips, making them bleed. He pulls out and slaps my arse, before sitting next to Shaw on the fallen log and watching me exhausted and spent, still on my hands and knees and at Archie’s mercy.

Shaw takes the chain still dangling around my neck and tugs, guiding me to his still-exposed cock.

‘Clean us up, Pixie.’

I see my slickness coating his skin, as well as a little blood from where I was stretched to my absolute limit.

I recall the last time I saw my blood on Archie. After he took my virginity. And I remember how embarrassed I was.

How things have changed.

Shaw scoops my hair up and pushes me onto him. I lap up all there is, finding the taste of myself almost as delicious as I find the taste of them. Shaw then pushes my mouth onto Dorian, who is coated in not just my fluid but Shaw’s, too.

‘Clean him up,’ Shaw orders again.

I look up at Dorian, a twisted thought popping into my mind.

‘Make me,’ I taunt. ‘Make me your doll.’

He chuckles but pulls out my doll from his pocket and grips it. My body becomes his.

I think it’s always been his. Theirs.

They were promised a blood witch of their own after the war. A covenant, they said. A promise between them and the blood queen.

And here I am. Theirs.

When Dorian uses his doll, I have no control over my movement. No ownership over my actions. I’mhisdoll.

And Iwantto be his doll.

I crawl into his lap and devour him as the two share a drink and watch Archie fuck me in the arse.

Archie withdraws and enters my pussy.

‘You’ve left her so warm and beautifully wet, fellas,’ he says, slowly easing in and out of me.

I only just realise how painfully quiet it is. Is everyone watching so intently that they’re not making any sound whatsoever?

Shaw kneels and starts working my clit with his fingers. And Dorian claims my mouth with his, uncaring what was in my mouth just seconds ago. I can still taste them, so I know he can, too. His eyes are open.

‘Call me yourshadow daddy again.’

I do. I whisper the words.

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