Page 43 of A Game of Survival

I narrow my eyes at his hand around my wrist which he immediately drops, gauging my reaction with apologetic eyes. “I just need to lie down. Will you keep an eye on them for me? At least until Linc gets back from wherever the hell he’s gone to this time?” I ask, motioning to Teddy and Alesso who have emptied the contents of Alesso’s art supply box onto the coffee table in the living room.

Max opens his mouth to respond before furrowing his brow. I know there’s something they’re not telling me, but I’m sick of asking and then being ignored. He simply nods and I walk back to the guest room Teddy and I have been staying in, closing the door behind me and collapsing onto the bed. It doesn’t take me long to drift off to sleep, letting the sweet scent of fresh cotton sheets envelop me like a cloud.

“Wake up baby,” a smooth voice filters through my dream, sending a warm glow throughout my body. I groan slightly, disorientated from the disruption to sleep but welcoming the invasion as I feel rough hands begin to roam the entirety of my body, applying pressure to my breasts, hips and thighs as they go. A warm breath fans my cheek as I become more aware of what's happening and as I blink my eyes open, the dark of the room confirms that I slept the entire afternoon away. “Wake up, la mia luce,” Silas whispers into my ear before trailing his tongue down my neck and across my collar bone where he bites down, causing my eyes to fly open.

“Silas,” I gasp, feeling him smile against my skin before he pulls back to look at me.

“Max said you’ve been out of it all afternoon. I needed to see that you were OK,” he whispers, gently cradling my face in one hand while trailing his fingers across my thigh with the other.

I raise my eyebrows, and sit up on the bed. “So now you pay attention to me? Christ If all I had to do was take a nap for you to say more than two words to me, I’d have done it sooner.” I scoff, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Don’t be a brat, Lucille, it doesn’t suit you.” Silas rebukes, lowering his tone. I part my lips as my breath catches in my throat at the way his eyes darken and his jaw tenses. “If I were to give you the attention you deserve, you wouldn’t even be able to talk more than two words so I suggest you cut that out right now,” he snarls, standing at the edge of the bed, all powerful and dominating leaving me with an uncomfortable wetness between my legs. I’d never once thought I’d like being spoken to like this, dirty and degrading but I can’t stop the effect it has on my body. And I practically come apart when Silas orders me to my knees.

“Up,” he snaps, undoing the belt to his slacks, slipping it in one fluid motion out through the loops.

“Silas,” I whisper, hoping I sounded more sultry than it did in my head. I’m still not entirely confident with myself in any sexual situation. Vinny fucked that up for me, but I have learnt that I deserve to be pleasured just as much as they do.

Silas removes his shirt before unfastening his pants but I can’t help the sudden intake of air at the sight of his still tightly wrapped chest. The bandages cover the majority of his midsection, wrapping his ribs and stabilizing it by wrapping around his left shoulder. I reach forward, gently stroking my fingers over the bandages. “Silas, you’re not healed, we can’t.” I choke, my libido disappearing faster than a goddamn freight train.

Silas quickly changes that by grabbing my chin, forcing me to look into his molten fire, lust filled eyes before inclining his head just a little and smirking at me so damn deliciously that I have to clench my thighs together. “Don’t worry baby, I can still fuck your mouth,” he all but purrs and I all but melt, thankful that he still holds me hostage by my chin. “Now open your mouth and let me teach you a lesson,” he orders gruffly, pulling down on my chin to do it for me while his other hand releases his solid cock from his briefs and gently strokes the length back and forth. I lick my tongue out over my lips quickly, moistening them. I’m already salivating at the thought of Silas fucking my throat and I eagerly swipe the bead of precum from the tip of his cock with my tongue before leaning forwards and taking his length into my mouth. His arousal is hard to ignore as he moans out in pleasure, thrusting his fingers into my hair to gather it up and away from my face. I glance up, meeting his heated gaze as he slowly pumps his hips, reveling in the feel of my tongue sliding against his cock and swirling around the end each time he pulls back. “Your mouth takes my cock so good, little brat. Are you going to be a good girl and swallow me down?” Silas groans, moving his hips with pure effortless vigor as the tears already pool in my eyes and I struggle to catch my breath.

I steady myself by placing my hands against his thighs and hum my reply with his cock still deep in my throat, never once breaking eye contact as he thrusts into my mouth, concentrating on taking every breath I need through my nose. I’ve never been fucked in my mouth quite like this before. It’s something I never really enjoyed taking part in. But with Silas’s girth stretching my mouth so wide, my jaw has begun to ache and I can’t ignore the way my pussy clenches with each powerful thrust. I want to make him feel good. If he thought this would be a punishment, he’s so very mistaken. I eagerly suck him in, as deep as I can handle without choking, cupping his balls with one hand and wrapping my fingers around the base of his cock with the other, the saliva spilling from my lips aiding my hand as I work it up and down Silas’ length in tandem with my mouth.

With his fist pulling painfully tight against my hair I hear him groan as his cock twitches against my tongue.

“Fuck Lucille. Your mouth feels so fucking good on me,” he praises loudly. I hum again with my appreciation and hollow my cheeks, sucking him harder. The taste of his salty precum teasing me for the full fill of his cum that I eagerly want to taste. My pussy is throbbing between my legs and I can feel the dampness of my panties start to become unbearable as they chafe on my clit. Maybe this is what he meant by teaching me a lesson? I whimper slightly at the thought as I purposefully move my hand between my legs to relieve the pressure.

“I’ll help you with that, Love.” Lincs heated whisper brushes against my ear. Fuck, I hadn’t even heard him come in the room. How long had he been watching us? The thought makes me clench my thighs together. To have him watch as I swallow Silas’s cum. These men truly have broken me and my mind instantly races back to the time Cole watched on from the bedroom chair. My thoughts are soon interrupted by the weight shifting on the bed as Linc kneels behind me and pulls my pants and sodden underwear over my ass in one swift pull. I glance up to Silas who has not relented with his movement as his eyes burn into me like scorching embers as his friend spreads my ass from behind and torturously travels his tongue across my swollen pussy all the way to my asshole before pulling away.

I shift at the unbearable need to cum already, closing my eyes to concentrate before Silas yanks my hair so hard I gasp around his cock making him twitch again.

“Eyes on me, Lucille. I want to see into your eyes the moment that you shatter on Lincoln's tongue.”

My pussy clenches at those words alone. I master the art of sucking hard, swirling my tongue and trying to breathe simultaneously as Linc shifts his weight behind me and with his head now buried between my legs as he lies beneath me, I feel his hot, wet tongue caressing my aching pussy, teasing and edging me until the burn becomes too much.

I whine around Silas’s cock, pleading with my eyes as he grins maliciously at me. “I think the brat wants to cum, Brother,” he smirks and I feel more tears spill over my cheeks before Linc obliges humming a delicious vibration through my body before he sucks my oversensitized clit into his mouth, flicking it vigorously with his tongue. Silas squeezes his fist causing my scalp to sear in pain with a reminder to keep my eyes on his. My muffled scream around his cock is nothing compared to the quake of my thighs. I feel Linc’s hands come around my legs as I ride his face. My body shudders violently against his mouth while he continues his skillful attack on my clit and I ride the glorious waves of ecstacy as he devours my juices, fucking my pussy with his tongue, ensuring he releases me of every last drop.

My cries are muffled as my body sags with exhaustion, and although I feel so shattered, my entire body pulses with desire making me feel more alive than I have in days. Silas must have slowed his movements to allow me to breathe through my orgasm because I notice the vicious uptake in his movements now as he fucks me hard, keeping me in place by my hair. My face must be a mess because I can’t stop the tears that fall as I choke and splutter around him, but he looks down on me taking his cock so obediently like it's the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. His arms ripple and his muscles flex as he lays into me. I’ve never felt so dirty and so sexy at the same time.

“We’re going to fill you up, baby.” Linc says from behind me as he traces his finger across my backside. My eyes widen as I feel the sudden pressure at my asshole as he pushes the tip of his cock into the tight ring. My body instantly refuses and I arch my back, whimpering out against Silas’s shaft. “You can take it sweetheart,” he coos before spitting on me and spreading his saliva against the tight hole. It isn’t lost on me that those were the exact same words he spoke the first time he fucked my ass. I try to relax, concentrating on Silas’s movements as Linc spreads my cheeks and pushes in again, stretching my asshole around his thick girth causing me to cry out as he forces himself inside, pushing deep into my ass. I all but scream against Silas who curses under his breath at my garbled screams.

“You have no idea how fucking good you look like this Lucille, bent over and helpless between us. Impaled on our cocks.” he praises, stroking his thumb over my cheek.

Linc gives me a mere second to relax and adjust to his intrusion before fucking me with feral desperation and need. If I could speak, I’d be begging for them to ruin me even more. Thrusting his hips so violently into my ass that the sharp sound of his hips meeting my backside rings out across the room. “I forgot how fucking tight this ass was,” he groans, spanking my ass cheek in one sharp slap as I whimper at the sting. My pussy is already burning with the build up of another orgasm, spasming and desperate to be filled, the thought of having both of their cum inside of me almost tips me over the edge. “You are ours, Lucille.” Linc grunts, digging his fingers so deep into the skin on my hips that they’re sure to leave bruises for the next few days. Those marks I would gladly carry with me till the end of days. “Show us who you belong to, baby. Come for us with our cocks inside of you and let us fill you up with our cum,” he orders, snaking a hand between my legs and pinching my clit, snapping the last string of restraint I had as the room turns black and stars burst across the inside of my eyelids as I experience one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had. I arch my back mumbling my pleads around Silas’s cock trying not to bite him as my entire body clenches and my pussy juices coat the inside of my thighs.

All at once Silas explodes against my tongue, a heady, intoxicating mixture of salty musk and cursed words as he fucks his orgasm down my throat, and I swallow it greedily making sure to get every drop.

Linc cries out behind me, his brutal thrusts becoming snappy and quick as his solid cock jerks in my ass before filling me with his cum. “Fuck, Lucille,” he groans, pumping himself slowly until he pulls out completely leaving a obscene emptiness from where he was inside me just seconds ago.

Silas slips from between my lips and bends down to kiss me, forcing his tongue into my mouth before I can catch my breath. “Such a good girl. You taste so good with my cum in your mouth,” he whispers before pulling up his pants, lifting me up and carrying me to the ensuite.

I let him wash me in a post-coital daze before carrying me back to bed where Linc is already lying waiting.

“I don’t think I can handle any more guys,” I say shyly, not wanting to disappoint them as Silas lays me down in the middle of the bed and settles down next to me, but Lincoln grabs my hand pulling me into his chest where he kisses my head.

“No more tonight, Love. Just sleep,” he whispers, tracing his fingers along my back.

“Where are the boys?” I ask, already half asleep listening to the sound of his steady heart beating in his chest.

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