Page 40 of Poisoning Ivy
I don't know if he's trying to do me a kindness or torture me, but Killian takes his time, easing the gun inside me slowly, letting me stretch around it as I suck in a breath I never want to let go of, trying to trap the pain inside.
"You can take it," Theo assures me, leaning over me so that I can see the shadow of his form as it blocks out the light from the chandelier overhead.
"Good fucking girl." Killian praises, slowing to a stop.
For one foolish second, I think that's it, that it wasn't as bad as it's been made out to be.
And then he shoves the gun inside me deep, making me squeeze my eyes shut so hard a tear rolls free as I cry out around the intrusion my body tries to shove back out. He buries it in me until his knuckles graze against my clit, and for one brief second takes away the agony. More hot tears flood down my cheeks, the pinch deep inside me less agonizing than the realization that his finger is so close to that trigger. He twists the weapon insideme, making sure he's broken the barrier completely, and then retreats, pulling a whimper from deep inside me.
"She's so fucking tight." Killian groans. "This pussy is gripping the gun so good."
I want to tell them to stop, but it feels like something heavy is sitting on my stomach, and the butterflies from earlier are furious in their flight, desperate to get away from the loaded gun inside me. And even if I could speak, I don't think for a second that they'd listen.
"I can't wait for a taste." Theo moans, one hand releasing my wrist to get a grip on one of my breasts, rolling the nipple into a peak that he immediately teases against his tongue.
As Killian slides back in, I whimper, the burn intensifying as he picks up speed.
"You're so fucking glorious, Poison." Monty groans, burying his head against my thigh, which he no longer has to restrain. I don't think I could move if I tried; I feel like Killian reached too deep inside me and broke something.
A tongue flicks out over my clit, making me freeze, my entire body seized with the fear as it rolls over me in time with Killian's building thrusts, chasing heat through me that I don't understand. I also don't understand the moan that slips past my lips as Theo nips at one of my breasts and that tongue that must belong to Monty slides between my legs.
"It feels good, doesn't it, Bambi?" Killian's voice sounds closer than I know it can be, like he's whispering right into my ear, and I open my eyes to see him. "It's okay to admit it. We know how to make you feel good."
Monty's tongue leaves me to meet Theo's lips as he looks up at him, Theo's hand tangling in Monty's hair. It's a beautiful sight, one that does something to me that I can't rationalize. I moan louder as Killian's thrusts increase, fucking me with the barrel of the gun. I roll my eyes to him, but I find that he isn't watchingwhat he's doing— he's watching the effect it has, his eyes on me as a slow shudder builds low inside me.
"Most girls don't come the first time, Bambi. But I want you to come on the barrel. I want your sweet cunt to convulse around this so tight I can feel it."
The words are lurid, and they should strike an angry fire in the pit of my stomach. But the only fire I can entertain right now is the one between my legs, the one that's burning rapidly out of control. Theo pulls away from Monty, his eyes molten, full of flames that match the ones inside me. His hand skates up to my throat, his fingers closing around the sides of my neck, his hand putting heavy pressure against my windpipe.
When Monty tongues my clit again, I whimper around Theo's hand, feeling the reverberations before he tightens his grip and my head gets buzzy, the edges of my vision blurring as I ease against the ground, giving up the last of my fight. I surrender myself to them entirely— heart, soul, and finally body.
"She's close." Theo announces, and he sounds like he's far away.
Killian's thrusts increase, fucking me so fast that I know he's chasing whatever demonic sickness is spreading through me.
I'm going to die, and this time, when the thought strikes me, I'm not afraid of it. Because finally I know true fucking pleasure, an unbelievable sort of nirvana flooding through me from my curled toes to the tips of my fingers.
Fuck.
"Don't fight it, Tiger Lily." Theo says, and I'm not sure if he's talking about the feeling that I'm about to be ripped into a thousand tiny pieces or the darkness tugging at the edges of my vision, a deeper darkness than when I initially closed my eyes, which I don't even remember doing.
"Stop," I say, but my voice is a whisper, because I don't want them to stop. I don't want whatever the fuck is building inside ofme to go away, and apparently, neither do they. Monty's strokes pick up with an intensity to match Killian's until all of a sudden, I detonate…
just in time with Killian's finger moving on the trigger.
Chapter twenty-two
Ivy
Age Twenty-One
I gave myself to them that summer when I surrendered my body to them, letting the three of them and the fucked up hold they have over me claim my first orgasm, my first time. They didn't come for me again, and when my parents dragged me home just a few days after everything with them, I thought I may never see them again.
My parents made no secret of how much they couldn't wait to be rid of me, and I thought they'd have married me off the minute I got home to the city with its natural prison of tall buildings and lifeless people. But they didn't push the idea of my marriage, and I didn't question it, because it meant that come summertime, I'd be back with them.
And I was, eventually, though we didn't get to the cabin until after Labor Day, most of summer firmly behind us.
The mountains are the first to relent to the onslaught of fall, and the chill was already in the air by the time we navigated into the little town we'd been driving through every year for as long as I could remember. The tips of the trees were already kissed by an early autumn, a few rogue leaves turning to glorious warmshades. It’s a beauty I rarely get to enjoy, but I don’t question it, the excitement building in me with each mile we put on the SUV.
