Page 16 of Room Twenty-Four: Under Their Hands

“You got any problems with anything, baby girl?”

I shake my head no and one hand grabs my jaw roughly. “Words. I want words.”

“No,” I breathe out, my voice shaking and husky.

“Good girl.” My belly tightens at the praise. I gasp and there’s a rough chuckle.

“Oh, darling. We’re gonna have so much fun.”

“Move her.”

One of the men picks me up and lifts me carefully, then he drops me down and pushes me over something. My head is hanging down and my backside is bared to their gaze. One rough hand runs along my ass cheeks, bared by my red thong. “Perfect.”

That rough hand caresses my cheek, then rolls it like it’s kneading dough. I reach a shaking hand out, trying to find my balance on my heels.

Another hand holds me steady and then a loud slap hits my ass at the same time it feels like my skin catches fire. I jerk.

“Oh!” But I don’t pull away. Instead I lift my ass up higher and one of the men growls and then another hand caresses my other cheek, a rough tongue lapping at my skin as I shiver, lost in the darkness and the feelings.

That mouth closes on my ass cheek and teeth nip at me. Hard. I know it’s gonna leave a mark but I love that too.

The head backs away and then another hand slaps down, right where someone bit me and I scream at the quick flash of pain. A hand kneads the mark and then it’s back and forth. One cheek is on fire and then the other until I’m light-headed and tears are falling down my cheeks.

I should be furious. Should be but I’m not. I’m panting and wriggling, so close to coming that I know if anyone touches my clit I’m going to go off like a damn bomb. I need the loss of control. Need to feel used.

And then a warm breath tickles my inner thigh and I sob, begging. “Please. Please touch me.”

“I intend to.” But the voice isn’t between my legs. It’s above me and then there’s another fiery slap at my burning ass. At the same time a thick finger pushes at my slick folds and pushes inside me, in and out as another slap hits my other side.

It only takes two times and I scream and writhe, fighting to keep from blacking out as the waves of ecstasy roll over me. Like a never-ending storm, it rumbles around me as the tongue I’ve been waiting for lashes at my aching clit and then pushes inside me and drinks up all my gushing wetness.

Shaking, I moan and fight to stay awake, a languorous pleasure sneaking up on me.

I’m lifted up and off whatever I was on and then carried across the room. As soon as my ass hits the silk sheets, I suck in a breath and one of the men chuckles.

The blindfold is tugged off and then all three of them are on me. Seth holds my jaw and turns my head. “I’ve been thinking about those lips since yesterday. How they’d look wrapped around my dick.”

My eyes widen as he pushes his thick member up to my lips. “Open, princess. Take it all.” I open my jaw as wide as I can, trying to suck down the massive cock that he’s rocking. His velvety length slips along my tongue and I wrap my tongue around the rounded head of his dick, slipping my tongue along the slit in his mushroom shape. Lapping and growling, I take it all and taste his salty flavor bursting across my tongue.

As I’m doing that, I feel big hands pushing my thighs wide and then someone touches my aching core, right where I need it most.

I can’t say anything but I groan with my mouth full of man.

“Fuck, she’s so damn hot. I can’t believe she wasn’t wearing anything but this tiny little scrap of nothing to keep prying eyes from seeing our pussy. I hope the the spanking settles her pretty ass down.”

Seth groans. “I can’t believe how perfect she is.”

“Ours. All ours.”

CHAPTER9

Marco

Ican smell her. Bruno’s standing over us and his lips are still slick with her essence. He drank down her juices like they were the finest wine and I want that. I want to taste her but for right now, I’m poised at her slit, her pretty pink cunt dripping with her desire. I blow a breath across her sensitive skin and watch her inner muscles clench. One finger reaches out and runs along her slit while she whimpers and wriggles.

I hold her down and reach out, licking up her slit, her spicy taste bursting across my tongue.

“Lick her good, man. I want her good and ready for me.” Bruno runs his fingers across her belly and up to her breasts, barely contained by the scraps of red lace. Seth pushes into her mouth hard and she gags on him at the same time that I push my tongue inside her pussy and Bruno tweaks her nipple with his fingers.

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