Page 44 of The Demons We Hide

His piercing scrapes at my inner walls creating a fissure of crackling energy that spirals out of me. I tighten around him, unable to help myself and relish in his low, masculine groan of pleasure.

“Fuck, you’re so goddamn perfect, Jules,” he murmurs when we come up for air. His hips slide back as he pulls his cock almost completely out of me. “Look,” he orders. “See what you do to me.”

I do. I glance down between our bodies as he pulls himself completely free, revealing the glistening length of him coated in my juices. Gio takes himself in hand, stroking the long shaft of his cock in a tight fist right before he settles himself closer to me. He points the head of his pierced dick to my vulnerable opening and with one hard thrust, he finds himself buried inside of me once more. Straight to the hilt.

I cry out, my body bucking beneath his as he grasps at me, holding me in place. My eyes remain open, needing to see him above me. To know who it is that’s fucking me.

“I think I still feel my cum inside,” he says with a grin. Gio cups my stomach, the slight rounded curve right above my cunt. “I like knowing you’ll fall asleep with me inside of you.” His words are filthy, disgusting, and they make my skin flush with an embarrassed heat I didn’t know was possible.

“Gio, enough talking, just fuck me,” I say, breathless.

His brown eyes sharpen on me. “No.” He withdraws and fucks back inside, his pierced head dragging along my inner walls, lighting me up.

I blink up at him as I try to catch my breath as he does it again and again. “N-no?” I repeat.

Gio cups my breast, squeezing right before his fingers feather over my nipple. I know it’s coming, but that knowledge apparently isn’t enough to prepare me for when his thumb and forefinger close over my nipple and pinch. My back arches and a moan is ripped free from my throat.

“No,” Gio repeats. “I won’t stop talking. I want you to know exactly what I think of your body as I fuck you. I want you to keep my words in your mind long after I’m gone.”

The edges of the room grow hazy as I grow closer to my climax. Gio bends closer, his other hand finding my free nipple and performing the same torture. He grips them and holds them tight, the pain shooting straight into my cunt.

“I’m going to fill your cunt to overflowing,” Gio murmurs. “One day, when you realize none of us are willing to let you go, we’ll take turns.”

An image appears in my mind as he speaks and a strange sort of static enters my head. They’ll take… turns?

“We’ll have you splayed out on a bed, head down, ass up, and one by one, each of us are going to fill you with our cocks.” Gio’s voice grows distant as the image in my head takes up more and more space. It becomes clearer, less of a fantasy and more of a potential reality.

Nolan. Lex. Gio. All three of them… and me.

I picture myself just as he said, completely naked and spread out on a bed. My body is bent in half, my head pressed against a pillow. My back arches as a cock slides into me. I don’t know which of them it is, but I know one of them is fucking me.

In my imagination, the Scorpion Kings each take me. One by one, they fill me up, cum inside until I’m overflowing and dripping with them. My stomach tightens. Lower, my pussy walls contract around the cock currently inside me. Gio’s groan fills my ears.

“You like that.” It’s not a question, but a statement. “Fuck, I knew you’d be perfect. Tighten on me, just like that, Prep Girl. I want you to wring every last drop from my cock.”

I roll my hips up, grinding down against him as my legs hook over his waist. I spear my hands into his dark hair, my nails scratching at his scalp as his next kiss threatens to take me over the edge. There’s too much sensation. I’m burning up in it all.

If Gio’s hands are too harsh against me, I can’t feel it. He pinches my nipples again and then releases them as he rips his mouth from me. “No!” I almost convulse with the dual needs of having him touching my breasts and kissing my mouth.

One corner of his lips quirks up and before I can try and bring his head back to mine, he dips and takes one of my previously tortured nipples into his mouth. I sigh, keeping my hand buried in his hair only to hiss out a breath a moment later. His teeth nip at me, making me jerk on his cock. His laughter is like bubbles, tickling me all over because I realize it’s so rare to hear the sound from any of them.

Repressed chuckles, sure. But true, unadulterated laughter? It’s a gift. So, too, apparently is his mouth as he devours my tits, moving back and forth between them. He cups and holds them up to his attention, laving at the nearly bruised tips. Kissing them, licking them, then… driving that pain back to the forefront as he takes them between his teeth.

A gush of wetness seeps between my thighs and Gio lifts his head from my breasts to grunt as he shoves himself harder inside me. I scratch at his scalp, at his shoulders, holding on for dear life as he fucks me. I reach my climax first, gasping and clutching at him as my thighs tremble and I shut my eyes against the oncoming wave of pleasure so great that it almost hurts. A moment later, Gio follows me.

Twenty minutes later, Gio is dressed and pulling on his jacket as I step back into the room, fresh from my second shower of the night.

“Don’t forget your promise,” he says. “Saturday morning. Be outside, we’ll come pick you up.”

I flip him the bird and snatch my t-shirt from the bed, yanking it back on over my head before I drop the towel. His chuckle haunts me as he opens the window and ducks back outside.

“See you soon, Prep Girl,” he murmurs as I stride over. “Dream of me tonight.”

I shut the window and flip the lock before yanking the blinds down in his face. The Scorpion Kings are going to be the death of me.

18

LEX

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