Page 27 of Beg Me

I hear steps following us and lift my head. Zander smirks at me.

“You are about to get fucking wrecked, demon.” He rubs his hands together menacingly.

We make it to the bed, and without warning Jayce throws me onto the mattress. Not like a light plop. No, this fucker beamed me across the damn mattress. I land with a thud and glare at him.

“Wipe that fucking look off your face right fucking now, brat. Before I do it for you,” he says as he walks around the bed and leans in close to me. My face instantly complies.

I’m not sure what it is about him but when he says “jump”, my body says “Yes, sir!” and does it immediately. Fucking traitorous body.

Jayce walks back to the end of the bed and grips my ankles, he tugs and my body slides toward him. My bed is soaked from the water dripping off of me. Fuck it. I know Jayce will clean them. He really is the best man in the world.

Zander walks to the head of the bed and lays down in front of me, as Jayce’s grip on my ankles tightens. I feel him twist, pulling one leg over the other and flipping my body over. I look up at him, the world spinning from the violent maneuver.

Leaning my head back I look at Zander, then I feel a hand on my cheeks. Jayce squeezes hard.

“Don’t look at him, you think he is going to save you? Look at me. I’m the one that’s about to tear this pussy up, princess.”

He flicks his wrist letting my face go, my head twists to the side from the force of the flick.

Jayce looks up at Zander. “You good, man?”

I don’t take my eyes off Jayce or hear a response. Jayce just looks back down at me before gripping my hips and tugging me further down the bed. My legs wrap around his waist as he stands at the end of the bed. My pussy lines up perfectly with his cock and I feel it rubbing along my inner thighs as he positions himself. With one swift motion, he slams himself inside me.

My sore cunt clamps down on his thick cock.

“That’s it, baby, strangle my cock with your dripping wet pussy.” Jayce commands.

I feel something plop next to my head but keep my gaze on Jayce. He reaches down and picks whatever it is, then with a flick of his wrist, my eyes widen.

“I think it’s time you get marked again, angel. What about you?”

I don’t move, my eyes follow the glinting blade in his hand as it comes closer and closer to my skin. He leans forward, his hips still thrusting into mine. I feel the metal make contact with my chest. Goosebumps pepper my skin the second it does. I shiver and Jayce smiles wickedly.

“My little pain-loving slut. I’m going to slice you up so good, angel.”

He grins at me before I feel the blade dig into the flesh between my tits. My back arches as the pain shoots through me. He leans over, pulling the blade away, and licks at the cut he just made, before he looks at me and licks his lips, my blood glistens on his teeth.

Holy fuck am I into this? Yeah, let’s be honest here, I’m into allllll of this.

His tongue draws circles on my skin before his mouth finds my left nipple. He sucks the pointed bud into his mouth and his tongue flicks over the barbell as my orgasmgrows. His hips thrust into me, the blood dripping from my cut, and into his mouth.

So much stimulation. I’m about to lose my fucking mind. I feel my release building.

“More. Please Jayce, more.”

His mouth leaves my left nipple and works over to my right one, as he repeats the process. But I feel the blade make contact with my right breast, centimeters from my nipple. I suck in a quick, panicked breath, before feeling his mouth leave my nipple with a pop.

“What’s the matter, angel? Do I make you nervous when I do this?”

His fingers twist slightly and I look down, seeing blood trickle down my body, following the curve of my tits. The pain mixes with the pleasure from his thrusts and sends shock waves through my body.

“I want to come with you both inside me, daddy. Please,” I beg and feel his hips stop moving.

He stands upright slowly, dragging the knife down my belly. Not enough to cut, just enough to scratch a trail down to my pussy. I hold my breath waiting to see what he’ll do with it. But instantly calm when he closes the blade.

He pulls out of me and turns me around. Zander wiggles his fingers in a ‘come here’ motion, I start to scoot to him. He holds up a hand.

“Crawl to me, demon.” His voice thick and raspy with desire.

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