Page 20 of Our Little Dove

His eyes are dark green, like the depths of a forest at night.

The air around us is thick with the scent of sex and sweat, a heady aroma that only adds to the intensity of the moment. My mouth nearly waters at the sight of him and I can almost taste it on the tip of my tongue: a heady blend of lust and danger.

He pulls down his jeans before moving onto the bed and spreads my legs wide as he positions himself between them, rubbing his large cock against my entrance, up and down at a teasingly slow pace.

I gasp and thrash in the bonds that still hold my wrists as I finally find the courage to properly look down at my body, which is covered in streaks of dark red blood. They painted me like a macabre work of art in the dim light. It is undeniably fucked up and yet I find it strangely beautiful.

The ropes bite into my skin, leaving imprints of lines and knots as I struggle against them. My heart threatens to burst out of me as he hooks his forearms under my knees, lifting my lower half as he slides into me, inch by inch, filling me.

“Fuuuck… That’s it, Dove, you take it so fucking well,” he drawls. I moan loudly, gasping as he buries his large cock inside me. He starts to thrust in and out of me, sending waves ofpleasure coursing through me each time he moves inside. He drops my legs and hovers over me while he loses himself. I feel my sanity slipping from my mind like the moans from my lips and give in to the sensation.

It’s not like I have much choice in the matter. I can just enjoy myself because it feels fucking incredible.

They were right; I am just as depraved as they are, and despite my outward reluctance and refusal to accept this situation, I want this.

I wrap my legs around him tightly, gasping as he thrusts with increasing intensity. My eyes close instinctively as a wave of indescribable pleasure washes over me, each movement bringing even more ecstasy. Kieran lets out a deep growl against my skin as the walls of my pussy squeeze him like a vice, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through me.

Saturday, 3:42 AM

Fuck this, I want to feel her shatter and completely unravel around my length. Kieran can’t have all the fun.

“Get on your hands and knees, Dove. Open that pretty little mouth,” I growl beside the bed as I find my bloody, cum-coated knife and slice through the rope binding her wrists to the metal frame.

I need those lips around me. Right. Fucking. Now!

Kieran allows her no time to relax as he grabs her hips and flips her around and buries his hard cock again, so fast it’s almost as if he couldn’t stand to not be inside her for another second. She is facing me, looking at me with pleading eyes as Kieran fucks her from behind.

Surprised, I watch her closely as she obeys my earlier demand. She opens her mouth and bats her lashes as she looks up into my eyes, and a throaty moan slips free as Kieran thrusts harder.

Letting out a breath laced with pride, I slide my cock past her perfect lips, pushing deep until I hit the back of her throat.Savoring the sound of her choking on me, I watch her eyes widen when she feels my piercings glide against her tongue.

I groan in surprise when I feel that she has a piercing of her own. The sensation of her tongue stud feels incredible against each of my bars.

Hmmm… fucking delicious.

I weave my fingers through her hair as I hold her in place. Choking on my cock, I revel in the feeling of her piercing brushing against mine. “Ah fuck, your piercing feels fucking amazing against mine! You are not as innocent as you look, little Dove.”

Our thrusts are powerful and fast. Driving into her warm mouth with a force that takes her breath away, I focus on Kieran as he watches me and matches my ruthless pace.

Our groans mix with the sound of skin slapping against skin and the delectable wet sounds as her saliva drips from my dick in her mouth as I continue taking what I want.

We fuck her until she is practically screaming around my dick. Her eyes nearly rolling back from the pleasure. “Hmm, fuck, our little Dove likes having her holes filled. This one is still empty, can’t have that now, can we?” Kieran groans and my eyes widen in surprise as I watch his saliva drip onto her round ass, and he mixes it with the blood that still coats her.

Pretty little Alex moans and squirms, but we are holding her hostage with our cocks. Her pleading eyes find mine in the dim light and all I offer in return is a devilish wink.

You are looking at the wrong man for help, little liar. You love our cocks and fingers filling you up.

Saturday, 3:48 AM

Kieran spreads his saliva over my backside, mixing it with the blood that still coats me, and I barely have time to register his actions before he inserts his thumb into my tight hole, pumping it in and out as their cocks continue their unyielding movements.

“Such a good fucking girl. Look at you—taking us so well while we fill all your tight little holes,” Fintan growls and moans as he reaches down, clasping his hand around my throat while his other hand covers my nose—cutting off my airways as he fucks my mouth.

I struggle in his unrelenting grasp, tears streaming down my face as I tilt my head up to meet his intense gaze. His movements falter as we lock eyes, before he shares a heated look with Kieran.

“I need to taste you,” he growls, loosening his grip on my nose and pulls himself from my mouth so I can gasp for air. Breathlessly, I watch him as he leans towards Kieran, lifting both of their masks slightly before their lips collide in a frenzy of desire. Without breaking their kiss, Fintan guides his cock back into my mouth and their thrusts become primal and wild.

The raw, guttural moans that escape the three of us only heighten the ecstasy filling my every sense.

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