Feeling myself reach the cliff’s edge, I pull my fingers out, hitting my G-spot on the way as an orgasm rips through me and sends me into the stratosphere. Wetness coats my hand and the bed beneath me as I writhe, letting the stars fill my eyes and waves of exquisite torture run through and over me, leaving me gasping.
Lying back, relaxing completely into the mound of pillows behind me, I let my breathing slow, languidly looking over at the phone to see several messages in the group chat.
Ash Our Almighty Leader: That was perfection. You are perfection, Princess x
Kai Evil Genius Matthews: Such a good little Pet x
Jax Weapon of Mass Destruction Griffiths: Fuck, Baby Girl. you are so fucking beautiful when you cum x
Loki Your Favourite Boyfriend Thorn: *eggplant emoji**three drops emoji*
I chuckle at Kai, messaging the group as if he didn’t orchestrate the whole thing like a conductor.
Lilly Sexy AF Baby Mama: Show me. I wanna see what I do to you all.
An influx of picture messages arrives a moment later. Toned abs glistening with cum and still hard dicks that make my mouth water.
Lilly Sexy AF Baby Mama: Soon, I’ll lick it all off. Every. Last. Fucking. Drop.
It takes a couple of moments, but a reply lights up the screen moments later.
Loki Your Favourite Boyfriend Thorn: Fuck, Pretty Girl! I’ll hold you to that *purple devil emoji*
I get up on only slightly shaking legs, smirking at the power that I’d forgotten I wield when it comes to these guys. It goes some ways to soothing my feeling of entrapment, of vulnerability, and being completely out of control at the moment.
Gathering the now wet sheets, I leave them in a pile, rooting through the drawers until I find fresh ones. I put them on the bed, and then head to the bathroom to get cleaned up.
Eight days left.
Just over a week until it will be their fingers inside me, their cocks I come all over.
My unborn child gives a strong kick, my hand flying to rest over the spot and feel the push of a foot or elbow.
Soon, love. We’ll be with them soon, I swear.
CHAPTERSEVEN
LILLY
The next week passes by in excruciating torture, the days growing warmer now that we’re nearing the height of the English summer. Sure, we still get a couple of dull, rainy days—this is Britain after all—but on the whole, we are blessed with blue, cloudless skies, a complete juxtaposition to the twisting storm that’s spiralling inside me.
This nauseating mix of hope and despair swirls in my stomach like curdled milk; knowing that my time being held captive here is coming to an end, but that it won’t be without bloodshed. I’m hoping that it’ll be just my uncle’s lifeforce staining the walls, but there’s always the chance that someone I care about will be caught in the crossfire.
I manage to message the guys every day, and even a few whispered FaceTime calls late at night, Roman and Rowan leaving the room to allow us to talk in privacy. I find seeing my guys heartbreaking and comforting in equal measure. Feeling so close, yet so far away, leaves my soul keening when we hang up and I’m returned to my isolation.
The day of reckoning arrives, another beautiful, clear morning with the dawn chorus serenading the sparkling dew on the clipped lawns surrounding the house. I was ready before Mai even got here, my mind restless and unable to settle into a deep sleep last night, regardless of how tired my body was.
“Can we go outside?” I beg, and she laughs at my widened, pleading eyes.
“Sure, I mean, it’s like seven in the morning, but what the hell!”
I grab her arm, almost causing her to drop my tray of granola and fresh juice.
“You must eat first,” she orders, her voice stern yet a smile teasing her mouth. “Then we can go.”
“Fiiine!” I pout, letting her arm go and rushing over to the table in front of the window where I take all my meals.
After a rushed shovelling of cereal in my gob, I’m practically hopping on my feet as I drag her to the doorway, a chuckle escaping her whilst she opens the door. Unlike Jacky, she’s never locked it. The freedom the unlocked door offered was an illusion and one that I just couldn’t force myself to fall for. My uncle could be around every corner, every turn, and I can’t let him know that Mai is on my side. Plus, I don’t want to face that jizzcheese wanker anytime soon, even with one of the twins by my side.