I smile against Axel’s mouth, using my tongue to swipe at every drop of cum, and holding it in my mouth.
Axel pumps his cock in his hand. His head falls back, and his eyes move between my face and Stella’s. I spit on our girl’s face and watch Kian’s cum land on her full lips and slide toward her hair.
“Fuck, she looks so hot,” Axel grunts as his cum flies from his cock and lands between her eyes.
I lean in and rub Axel’s spunk into her skin before licking her face to get a small taste.
Chapter 2
Stella
My body is sore. It feels like I’ve gone through a vigorous workout routine or a meat grinder. Okay, so not a meat grinder. That would be painful, but the way my joints hurt isn’t normal for someone my age.
The blare of sunshine coming through the windows hurts. I squint, taking in my surroundings. The place looks like Christmas has thrown up. Tinsel, two Christmas trees, and over-the-top Christmas nick-knacks adorn every corner of the room. Whoever owns this place must be merry.
I’m naked. Of course, I am. My husbands prefer me this way, and if I don’t follow their rules, they drug me and do what they want. I know it sounds fucked up. Most women wouldn’t be so casual about their husbands drugging them, but I trust them. They’re messed up in the head, but I know they’d die before they let anything happen to me. Besides, they usually tape it all, and watching yourself in a porn while you get fucked up the ass and called a filthy slut is pretty damn hot.
Stretching, I rise off the bed and head toward an open door. A bathroom. I swallow my scream as I glance at my reflection in the mirror. My hair is sticky, and it looks like I have . . . oh, my fucking god. Is that dried cum in my hair?
“Cum shampoo. All that protein must help with the shine or whatever shit you girls buy shampoo for.”
I smirk at Axel. He’s perfectly put together, arms crossed, sexy tendons in his arms poking out from the ink adorning his skin.
“Har-de-har-har. You’re a fucking ass. Maybe next time, I should get Kian to tie you down and have a go at you.”
He shrugs, the lopsided grin I love so much plastered on his perfect face. “I’m down. Sounds like a good time.”
“What happened? My body is sore as hell.”
“You were sleeping, and we had a little fun.” Axel pushes off the doorframe. Two long steps, and he’s behind me. He wraps his arms around my midsection and pulls me close, ensuring he presses his obscene hard-on into my back.
I cock an eyebrow. “I don’t sleepthatsoundly, Axel. Was I sleeping, or did you drug me?”
He winks. “Does it matter? Ronan caught it all on tape.”
It didn’t matter. They’d drugged me before so they could fuck me while I was unconscious. It’s not like I don’t love it when they do. I can’t explain it. It’s a little odd to have a kink you aren’t conscious for.
Axel’s hand trails up my thigh, and his fingers hover on my pussy lips in gentle, teasing brushes. He trails kisses along my neck, his eyes locked on mine as we stare into the bathroom mirror.
He nips at my earlobe as he glides his finger into my pussy. “Looks like you’re ready for round two, sis. Is the idea of your big brother’s cock in your pussy a turn-on?”
My breath comes in pants as my body molds to his. Desire, thick and absolute, washes over me.
“Not starting the festivities without me, are you?”
Kian.
His deep voice ignites fear and comfort, two opposite emotions that constantly duel when it comes to him.
He stands behind Axel, and his strong, calloused hands grip my breasts. He isn’t gentle—his touch is meant to invoke pain, but that burst of pain unleashes the fire in me. His touch will leave marks—purple and red bruises that will last for days on my skin, a constant reminder of the violence in Kian’s sex..
“Can we fuck on the bed? My body is too sore for your normal shenanigans.”
Kian laughs. It’s both maniac and melodic. “Telling a sadist he can make you more uncomfortable isn’t the smartest thing to do, sweet girl.”
I roll my eyes, realizing how stupid my request was.
Kian tweaks my nipple, pulling it with force away from my chest, and winks. “Just this once, Sweet Girl.”