Page 113 of Redeemed

The added sensations must wake Haven up. A muffled, confused noise comes from her. The next second, she’s trying to twist her face away from my cock, but I hold her in place.

“You can take it,” I say as I slide in and out of her mouth. “It’s not like you haven’t done this plenty of times before.”

She chokes when I hit the back of her throat, but that doesn’t stop me. I push her head down until she has no choice but to take me deeper. When she tries to claw at me, Lucas grabs her wrists and pins them down with his free hand while still squeezing her breast with the other.

When Lucas’s tongue laves across one of Haven’s nipples, she lets out a startled sound and kicks. It’s not aimed at him, and I realize she’s trying to release some of the tension building up in her body. Shelikesthis. Hell, she’s practically sucking my cock at this point.

“Fucking slut,” I mutter. “I bet if I slid my fingers into your panties right now, they’d be soaked.”

That gets her to fight a little bit, which only makes me want to drive into her harder. When she raises her head—probably to make some sassy remark she knows she can’t follow through on—I push her back down, not stopping until she’s taken my dick down her throat. It slides in easier this time, and she manages not to choke on it.

“See? I told you.” My free hand moves to grope her tits along with Lucas. “This is what you were made for. Of course you can handle it.”

I keep fucking her throat, and when she finally gags, I don’t let up. She needs air, I know that, but I want to push her to her limit. No matter how many times we tell her who she is, she still needs to be reminded that she’s powerless against us.

When Haven lets out a terrified whimper, I finally pull out of her mouth. She gasps and coughs, and I let her get two breaths in before I slide back in.

“You’re ours to use,” I say as I pump into her relentlessly. “Whenever we want, however we want. Your body wouldn’t have three holes for us to fuck if they weren’t meant to be put to good use.”

Haven goes rigid, and then a scream vibrates through my cock. She does that same helpless little kick again, and then her entire body convulses. It’s like she’s exploding but has nowhere to go since we’re holding her down.

Wait. Is she…?

“Shit,” Colton whispers. “She’s coming.”

Groaning, Lucas sucks on her nipple with renewed enthusiasm. His thumb is rubbing back and forth on the other one, and when she cries out around my dick, it pushes me into an orgasm I didn’t realize I was close to falling into.

“Fuck.”I force Haven to take all of my dick again just in time to flood her throat with cum. Instead of fighting it, her eyes roll back, and I realize this is only making her come harder. “Shit, Haven. You’re a fucking freak, you know that?”

Once I’ve finished, I let Haven up. In her effort to scramble away from me, she falls off the couch and lands in Lucas’s lap. He immediately reaches around her to keep rolling her nipples between his fingers.

“Lucas! Lucas,stop.”She pushes his hands away, but he’s back to groping her in a split second.

“You’re pathetic, you know that?” Lucas taunts. “Coming for your bullies, and we didn’t even have to touch your clit. How desperate are you, huh? Does no one like you enough to give you any attention?”

Fresh tears flood her eyes, and she sags against him with a sob. Her face is all scrunched up, and her cheeks are flushed. All I can do is stare at her tears and wonder what she’d do if I licked them up.

Leaning down, I kiss her forehead. “You’re so pretty like this, you know that?”

When I pull back, Haven is glaring at me, but I expected nothing less. This is a huge adjustment for her, and we can’t expect her to fall into our dynamic without any resistance. Besides, it makes it all the more fun.

I guide her head so it’s resting against my knee. “Stay. This is where I want you for the rest of the movie.”

She gapes at me, so I shove my fingers into her mouth so far that she gags.

“Silly girl. Around here, an open mouth is an invitation. Remember that.”

“I’m not sitting on the floor,” she seethes. “I’ve done that enough.”

“You’ll do whatever the fuck he tells you to,” Lucas tells her, voice hard. He pinches one of her nipples and smirks when she winces from the pain. “So you’ll sit there and watch the rest of the movie in silence. It’s where you belong. Deep down, you know that.”

Haven falls into a defeated silence as Lucas moves back onto the couch. He slips an arm around me, and I lean into him, hoping his words hit Haven where it hurts. For the time being, we own her.

She’s nothing more than our little doll.

Lucas

Atbreakfastthenextmorning, Haven sits on the floor next to Colton without much protest. She’s still pissed—that’s obvious by the way she glares at the green smoothie Colton makes her lap up again. I almost suggest getting her a dog dish, but I bite my tongue. That could be a good threat to use against her later.

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