My pussy clenched at the sharp noise as it cracked through the suddenly crowded office. Was I looking forward to this? What had these men done to me?
“Strip,” Cormac said, his voice raspy as he watched me with hooded eyes.
I stood up from the chair and eased off my jacket. My kitten heels sat under the desk, kicked off hours ago so I could sit comfortably. With trembling fingers, I slid my gun out of the waistband of my pants and set it on the desk. Then I unbuttoned my blouse, shrugging it off my shoulders and dropping it on the floor.
The three men watched me, the heat of their gazes searing my skin as I unhooked my bra and dropped it to the floor, freeing my breasts. My nipples pebbled as I stood there for a second, my breath turning ragged as desire raged through me. With a sharp exhale and a reminder to myself that this was the price of my family’s security, I slid my pants and panties down my legs and kicked them away. Standing before them, flushed with embarrassment, my body on display, the contrast between my nudity and their clothing made me feel particularly vulnerable.
“You’re such a perfect little whore for us,” Cormac said, one corner of his mouth tilting up into a smile as he admired me. He sat in the seat I’d just vacated and reached beneath it, lowering it several inches with a whoosh. “Kneel.”
The clacking sound of the chair as it hit the lowest setting brought me back to the present. I backed away from him. “No. I don’t want to do this.”
Crack!Liam’s belt whipped through the air and slapped my ass. When I cried out, reaching my hands behind me to block my stinging skin from another hit, Cormac just chuckled. “You are mistaken if you think you have a choice, Ginevra.”
Shaking and unable to get my breathing under control, I sank to my knees between his splayed legs, my focus on the hard length trapped against his thigh in his pants. Rian and Liam stood behind me. I imagined their gazes raking up and down my naked and glistening pussy, once again on display for them, the red stripe across my ass glowing in the evening light.
Cormac reached down and adjusted himself. “Suck.”
As if in a dream, disconnected from my body, I slid my fingers up his thighs and to his fly. Unzipping it, I reached into his boxers and pulled out his cock. He felt like hot velvet under my fingers as I tentatively explored him. It wasn’t like I’d never given a blowjob before, but something about this moment felt more significant than the others.
Cormac leaned forward, running his fingers through my hair. “C’mon, my precious little slut, surely this isn’t the first time you’ve seen a man’s cock. You can do this.”
I could. A bead of pre-cum sat on the tip of him. As if of its own volition, my tongue darted out to lick it. The salty taste in my mouth combined with his musky scent and the spice of his cologne, making me dizzy with need. I groaned, and my pussy clenched on air as I bent my head to take him in my mouth. I fisted the base of his cock, then slid my hand up to meet my mouth. Why wasn’t I protesting? Why was I putting up with this bullshit?
“That’s right, you filthy little slut, just like that,” he murmured, stroking my hair with his fingers, gently, as if to comfort me. God, I hated it. I loved it. I hated that I loved it. I didn’t know what the fuck I was feeling. What the hell was wrong with me?
I ran my tongue around the tip of his cock as I held it in my mouth, exploring the feel of him, before hollowing out my cheeks and sucking hard.
He groaned and threw his head back. “Oh yes, that’s it, darling. You’re so fucking beautiful on your knees like that.”
The warmth of his praise shot through me and I reveled in the power I held over this beautiful, dominant man as my mouth moved over him.
God, I’m fucked up.
“Can you take him further, lamb?” Liam asked, his voice hot and tense as I bobbed my head up and down.
I shook my head, taking the opportunity to swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock. Cormac hummed, amused, before wrapping his fingers in my hair, drawing my head closer. “Let me help.”
Frantically, I tried to pull away, but a hard hand on my back held me in place as he slammed my face down over his cock, pushing deeper and deeper into my mouth until I was crying and gagging. When I tried to pull back, his grip tightened, dragging hard on my hair.
“Relax your throat,” Liam said softly, his voice right behind me. “Breathe through your nose,” he rasped. The heat of his body warmed me as he straddled me from behind. I heard him stroking his cock over my back in time with the rhythm of my mouth as tears streamed down my face.
I tried to follow Liam’s directions as Cormac’s cock cut off my air supply and I panicked, sobbing and struggling. Cormac pulled back, and I sucked in a quick breath before he plunged into my throat again and again. His rhythm turned rough as he yanked on my hair, swearing and praising me.
“Open your mouth all the way,” Cormac instructed, jerking me off him and tilting my head back. He spurted hot cum into my mouth, all over my face, dripping down my chest. As I took a shuddering breath, trying to recover from the intense humiliation, I heard two ragged shouts behind me, and felt hot liquid hit my shoulders and back, dripping down my hot, flushed skin.
I couldn’t hold back the sob that escaped me. Tears streamed down my face as I knelt on the office carpet, weeping from the humiliation. Warm hands reached out to me, running their hands over my chest and my back, rubbing their cum into my skin, marking me.
Rian hummed his satisfaction. “Good girls get to come, princess.”
No. I didn’t want to come. I wanted to wash their bullshit off me and run back to California and forget every compassionate instinct that had driven me back to the East Coast to save my sister.
But I didn’t move. I just kneeled there and cried, dripping tears into the carpet as I sniveled.
Hands gently soothed my aching, stinging ass, then a wet finger worked its way along the plug still planted deep inside me. One of the men rocked it in and out of me, his motions gentle and careful. I couldn’t stop crying, even as the feeling of fullness and friction of the plug pumping in and out of me brought me back to arousal.
“Easy there, princess,” Rian said, soothing me as he pulled it out. The empty feeling left me strangely bereft as I waited on the office floor.
Cormac slid down off the chair and pulled me into him, heedless of the sticky cum smearing over his suit as I cried into his chest. He wrapped his arms around me. “You did amazing, darling. Absolutely perfect.” Another set of arms wrapped around me from behind, and we kneeled awkwardly on the floor. Nameless hands ran down my hair and tender lips rained kisses over my temple as the men slowly brought me back to earth.