Page 24 of Our Little Dove

I watch as he effortlessly snorts another line, his eyes glinting with a mix of thrill and detachment. It’s as if he has mastered the art of numbing himself, whereas I am still fumbling through the maze of my emotions.

The weight of responsibility hangs heavily on my shoulders, the consequences of our actions threatening to suffocate me. But for now, I push those thoughts aside, letting the drugs cloud my judgment and quiet the doubts that threaten to unravel me.

Together, we dive deeper into this twisted world we built for ourselves.

“Fin, why are we doing this? Just post some of the footage from the last couple of hours,” I breathe, unable to hide my reluctance.

“What? You going soft on me?” he utters, the slight tone of annoyance dancing around his words. “This feels… Fake. Staged. Wrong,” I say while helping him flip Alex over onto her stomach, her perfect ass now on display.

Even during my internal struggle with the situation—suddenly feeling like I am betraying this girl I don’t fucking know; my cock grows hard when I look at her like this.

Remembering what that tight ass felt like earlier when I fucked her raw but also the memory of feeling Fin’s graze against my shaft as we fucked her together.

Why do I want to feel that again? All of it.

“Kieran… Now is not the time. Let’s get this over with and get our fucking money. We can brood about this all we want once our bills are paid,” he barks.

We? Hmm, I don’t think I am the only one that’s fallen under this little witch’s spell.

“Are you in this with me? We make more money when both of us are on the videos but if you’re not into it, I’ll do this alone,” he says, pacing his hand on my shoulder and giving a reassuring squeeze that calm my racing mind.

“I’m in,” I say, my voice more confident than I feel. Fintan nods approvingly, a glint of excitement in his eyes. We slip our masks back into place, concealing our identities from the world on the other side of the lenses. It’s time to dive headfirst into depravity, consequences be damned.

The cameras are rolling but I barely notice them as Fintan helps me lose myself to the sensations. I turn our beautiful stranger onto her back again in an effort to calm the racing thoughts of Fintan’s cock moving against mine when we fucked her simultaneously a few short hours ago.

Alex’s tight little cunt feels other-worldly as I fuck her for our monetary survival.

Guess this isn’t so bad. It could always be worse, right? I’m high, getting my dick wet and making money.

Alex looks fucking amazing as she lies on the table, unconscious and bare for us to take what we want. She looks peaceful and yet during the recording, there have been a few times where I questioned if she’s really still out cold.

Her shameless, sexy little breaths and moans still slip free. God knows, this girl was fucking made for us.

Does she know what we are doing to her delectable body? Is she enjoying herself?

Fintan steps behind me as I lift her knees over my hips for better access to the heaven between her legs. Startled, I groan as I feel the cold metal glide over my back.

Shivers run through my tightly coiled muscles as he toys with the blade, nicking my skin as he moves, and the burn is euphoric.

Saturday, 4:52 AM

Blood trickles down Kieran’s left shoulder blade and my dick strains against my jeans as I lean closer and allow myself a taste while he is preoccupied with Alex.

The delicious coppery liquid coats my tongue as I flatten it over the cut and clean up the mess I made. The taste instantly sparks a feeling deep within me that shocks me to my core.

Fuck. I don’t want this to fucking end. I want them both. The three of us are the perfect fit. Will she want us after this? We need to make sure she’ll never forget us. I don’t want her to.

If I can’t provide her with fond memories and sweet dreams, I’ll settle for her nightmares. She’ll never forgive this, but I’ll make sure she never forgets.

I grab the scruff of Kieran’s neck, pulling him down closer to me as I whisper, “we should mark her. Make sure she never forgets us.”

He snaps his gaze to mine, the green flames so intense as I slip the blade into his talented hand and give him a sinister wink.

“Flip her over,” I demand as I walk to the other end of the table and rake my hand through her incredibly soft hair. Without hesitation, Kieran complies and pulls out of her just long enough to flip her onto her stomach.

I grab one of the handheld cameras from the bracket closest to us and unbuckle my jeans, letting my cock spring free as I lift her head with my free hand and squeeze her cheeks until her pouty lips pop open.

Hmmm, fucking perfection.

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