A tongue licks my nipple, and I find myself leaning into it. “Oh God,” I moan when his teeth sink into it just enough to make my thighs tighten in anticipation.
Then they’re gone, and I groan in frustration. Something clamps down on my right nipple, taking my breath away. My shoulders cave in to try to cover my chest, but it’s useless. The chains around my wrists make it impossible and open for their convenience.
“This is when you scream.” I hear the voice at my ear again right before pain slices through my nipple. And I do exactly what he says.
I scream into the hood, my body thrashing in the chains that hold me captive. Hot fire runs through me, and my chest tightens. Then like it never happened, it’s gone, and I sag once again, now crying.
I swallow my tears, sweat, and snot while I hang here in the middle of a room for them to play with. And I hate how wet I am right now. That I try to rub my thighs together to get some friction.
I tense when I feel a hand on my other breast. It’s the same as before. His mouth on it, then his teeth. I take a deep breath when something pinches it, and then that fire again makes me scream like I’ve never screamed before.
SIN
FUCK. SHE’S SOgoddamn gorgeous. I’ve been so fucking hard since she read her journal in class today. If I had known she had those kinds of fantasies, I would have sat in on that class every day with her.
But it’s probably better I didn’t. The temptation of getting her off the last two years without fucking her have been hard enough on me.
She hangs before me, her breasts and pussy exposed, and all I want to do is mark her. Carve my name into her body so every damn man knows she belongs to me and that I’ve waited all of my life for this. For her.
Corbin and Jayce had to help me tonight, and although I don’t mind them seeing her naked, I’d never let them fuck her. No one is allowed to touch what’s mine. Not unless they want to lose an arm.
“S-in,” she sobs into the hood, and I cup her cunt. Her body jerks in surprise, and I spread her pussy open wide, feeling how wet she is.
“Such a good little demon,” I praise her, making her hips rock back and forth. The rattling of the chains from her harsh movements makes me smile.
“Please?” she begs so fucking sweetly. I imagine her doing it while crawling to me with her mouth open wide, waiting for me to use it.
I shove two fingers into her, my thumb massaging her piercing, and her breathing hitches. I look over her shoulder at Corbin and nod. He yanks on the chain, tightening it around her neck, and she goes wild when he takes away her air while I fuck her cunt with my fingers. I bring her as close to orgasm as I can, and when her pussy clenches on my fingers, I stop and remove them.
The chain loosens, and she sags once again, her cries filling the room.
“We’ve just begun, little demon.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
ELLINGTON
THEY DRESS ME back in my Halloween costume and release me from the chains. The hood is removed.
My legs shake, and one of the guys—the one in the mirrored mask—bends down, placing one hand behind my back and the other under my knees. He picks me up, and I lie limp in his arms while I watch through hooded eyes. The other two shove everything into the backpack.
We quietly exit the room and out of the hall of mirrors into the fresh night air. I shiver at the breeze even though it feels good on my burning skin. It can get pretty chilly at night in Pennsylvania.
Closing my eyes, I don’t even care that my body shakes in his arms. It’s begging for a release, and right now, I’d do just about anything to get that. I hear voices here and there, but again, I don’t care who sees me like this. I couldn’t walk if he forced me. And I’d rather be carried than crawl.
I feel him walking up a new set of stairs, and I open my eyes just in time to see a devil’s mouth wide open with red horns and orange teeth.Devil’s Pathis written across the top in big letters. Off in the distance, I hear the faint noise of screams and the sound of grinding metal.
It’s a roller coaster.
My eyes open once again when I’m set on a cold and unforgiving surface. I look around to see it’s a single cart with three seats. I’m sitting between the mirrored face and the guy with the skinless face mask.
The one with the mirror mask pulls the backpack around the front and unzips it. A hand grips the back of my already sore neck, and I’m shoved forward, my cheek resting on the cold metal bar running across the front of our cart.
Hands grab my arms and pull them behind my back. Handcuffs are wrapped around them, making me suck in a breath. I’m brought back to a sitting position. My legs are spread wide by both of them. They use their boots to hold me open. A blindfold is slipped over my eyes, and blood starts rushing in my ears.
The buttons of my leotard are undone again, and a finger runs up and down my soaked pussy. I moan, my hips trying to rock against it.
“So fucking greedy,” the guy to my left says, and my mind is still too foggy to know who is who.