Page 34 of Courting the Consequences

“Please, what?” Kevin fisted a hand into her hair and pulled her head back. He stood behind her, so she had to crane her head up far to see him.

“Please touch me,” she breathed. “Fuck me. Use me.”

“Such a greedy little slut,” Kevin chuckled darkly. “I don’t know. You’ve been awfully insatiable today. What do we get in return?”

“Me.” She smiled up at him. “You get me any way you want me.”

He grinned down at her wickedly. Butterflies danced in her stomach. Kevin’s dark eyes turned black, and he yanked her hair tighter. “That’s right little whore. We get you. We own you now. There’s no turning back. You belong to me and my brothers.”

He pulled her roughly to her feet by her hair. “Yesss,” she hissed.

“Good girl.” Johnny pressed against her front and grabbed her jaw.

She whimpered into his kiss as he angled her head to meet his lips, her hair still fisted in Kevin’s hand.

Another set of hands was on her jeans, quickly undoing the button of her pants. She was swiftly shed of all her clothing before she was picked up by Johnny and laid in the center of the bed reverently. She was already panting as a hand kneaded her breast and tongues flicked over her nipples.

“Please,” she breathed as someone kissed their way down to her core.

She tried to thread her fingers through their hair and guide their head where she needed it, but her hands were quickly snatched up. “Uh-uh,” Derrick said and lifted her hands above her head.

She moaned as a mouth latched onto her clit. She heard the snick of a belt being slid out of jeans before it was looped around her wrists and tightened. Once it was secured to the headboard, she tested the strength. There was some give to it. She could probably get out if she really wanted to.

“Don’t move them,” Kevin commanded, his voice inches from her ears.

“Yes, Sir,” she murmured.

“Good girl,” Kevin praised.

She kept her eyes closed, afraid that if she opened them, it wouldn’t be real. She’d never done anything like this before—slept with three men at once. Her heart raced as butterflies danced in her stomach. Every touch was like fire to her nerves.

Fingers entered her core. Two hot mouths latched on to her nipples. She gasped and arched her back. Hands gripped her hips, just shy of painful, and held her down. Someone—Derrick—kissed her deeply as the two fingers in her cunt curled upward and rubbed circles into her G-spot.

A hand wrapped around her throat, cutting off her air supply, and she gasped into the kiss, tears pouring down her face as her body shuddered against the hands holding her in place. The orgasm that tore out of her had her seeing stars.

The hand around her throat released her, and she gasped into Derrick’s kiss. “Good girl,” he murmured as he broke the kiss.

Her eyes slid open slowly. The lights in the room had been dimmed. Her boys were already naked, Kevin to her right, Derrick to her left, and Johnny between her thighs. “More, please,” she panted, seeing them in all their glory.

Johnny gave a sinful grin. “Does the little slut need more?”

“Please,” she begged, rolling her hips.

She watched his baby-blue eyes darken with desire. His sinful smile turned into a feral smirk. “Let her hands go,” Johnny ordered.

Kevin reached for the belt and quickly released her wrists, rubbing them to return the circulation and make sure she wasn’t hurt.

Johnny knelt between her legs, and she was able to see his impressive length for the first time. He washuge. Her mouth dropped open as Johnny grabbed her wrists from Kevin and pulled her up so she was sitting with her face inches from his bobbing cock.

He took advantage of her open mouth and slid his cock between her lips. He hissed when she wrapped her lips around his head. Encouraged by his response, she wrapped a hand around his base, as much as she could, and gripped his balls with her other hand. “Fuck,” he groaned when she sucked him in deep. “That’s it, Princess.” He panted. “Put that mouth to work.”

Johnny’s hand fisted in her hair and yanked her down his cock. He held her down as she started sputtering around his dick. “Breathe,” he ordered.

She took a deep breath through her nose and let it out slowly. She continued to breathe deeply, and Johnny remained still to allow her to get used to him in the back of her throat.

“Good girl,” he praised when she finally relaxed her throat.

Kevin and Derrick went back to work on her body. Fingers entered her cunt again, while others twisted and pinched her nipples. She moaned deeply around Johnny’s cock when someone’s thumb circled her clit.

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