Page 50 of Broken Truths

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Every movement with the knife I feel in my core full of Leo’s cock.

Next to us, Oliver says, “How is this so fucking hot?”

I don’t look over. Not yet. I need Leo to see this. I need him to understand that he was right the entire time. His family doesn’t define him, but it’s me. I own him.

Just the way he wants it.

I underline my name with the blood that’s spilled over my fingers and then place the knife next to us on the couch. “Mine.”

“Fuck, yes.” He heaves into me, and once again, we’re fucking on this couch, getting blood everywhere. I work my hands around his neck, leaving a trail of crimson. I drive my fingers into his hair as I pull him forward to kiss me.

“Do you think we can fuck like this forever?”

“You might bleed me dry one day, babe.”

I snicker against his neck. “Don’t sell yourself short.”

He nips at my neck then whispers, “Turn your head, baby.”

I do as he asks and come face to face with Oliver’s cock. He’s fisting himself at the base, making short strokes, edging his tip toward me.

Oh, fuck.

I reach out, wrapping my hand where his is and feeding him past my lips. Leo lifts into me at the same time until I’m moaning over Ollie’s cock. A fist pulls my hair, making me take Oliver all the way in, past the point where it feels like I’m going to gag, but I don’t. My eyes water and then he gives me a reprieve before doing it again, keeping in time with Leo’s strokes inside me.

“Alaric…”

My request comes out choked, but he responds, “Right here, beautiful girl.”

He’s at my back, running his hands down my spine until he wraps them around to fondle my breasts, teasing my nipples with caresses that are perfectly timed to everything else going on.

Alaric works one of his hands down my spine again, tracing the curve of my ass until he’s inches away from the trifecta. “You have one hole left. Should I fill it?”

I arch back into him, and he teases the entrance, keeping his finger there as I move back into him after slamming down on top of Leo.

“Fuck, Eden,” Oliver growls. “Take all of this from us. From your men. Take it all.”

I move back into Alaric, and the tip of his finger enters my ass. I make a short cry around Oliver’s dick, and his eyes practically roll into the back of his head.

“You like that?” Alaric asks.

I nod, and Alaric places more pressure there until he’s up to his knuckle, circling his finger as Leo fucks me and I suck Ollie’s cock.

My pussy starts to pulse, and greedy noises escape the back of my throat, rolling over Oliver’s hard length. “She’s going to come on you,” he states. “Make sure you’re deep inside her, Leo. She’ll scream.”

I ride Leo’s dick more forcefully, forgetting about the finger pressed into my ass. I ride and ride until I explode, stars dotting my vision. At the same time my mouth releases a scream, Oliver comes too. Strings of cum hit my lips and then fill Ollie’s hand as he watches me come on top of Leo.

“Shit. I’m going to—” Leo grinds out. He holds my hips, forcing me over a few more times as my pussy still clenches him. He releases a low grunt, pulling me on top of him with a final stroke that truly impales me.

Alaric kisses my neck, circling my ass a few more times before he pulls his finger free and releases my breast from his grip, playing with my nipple briefly before stepping back.

I drop my head against Leo’s chest, my forehead smearing the blood still seeping from my brand.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

I grin happily into his chest. I’m the one who marked him. He’s bleeding, probably sore, and yet, he’s asking me if I’m okay.

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