Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
I’ve been their communal cum dump all night, so why bother?
Jared grunts and groans as he uses my pussy hard, and Marcus runs his fingers through my hair tenderly, like a lover would.
“Such a good fucking girl,” he tells me, and I smile as my spent body is rocked by his brother’s cock.
“Turn over,” Jared barks, yanking his cock out of me and roughly urging me over onto my back. “I need to come.”
I use all the strength I have to roll over on my back. Jared grabs my tits greedily, shoving into my pussy for a few more thrusts before pulling out.
He shoots his hot cum all over my stomach, and Marcus immediately dips his finger into it and smears it over my nipples.
I didn’t come that time, but I don’t think I can come again.
Jared collapses on the bed in Joey’s spot, and Marcus climbs back between my legs.
I’d be happy to let him use me to get off if that’s all he wanted, but I can tell by the way he teases my clit as he fucks me, that’s not what he’s after.
It takes everything in me not to use my voice and beg him not to make me come again. I don’t think my mind can handle it, and I’m not sure my body can, either.
But uncaring of my limits, he pushes me closer and closer until I can feel myself starting to pull apart. A silent scream escapes me when he fucks me over the edge, plunging me into a dark abyss of pleasure that threatens to swallow me whole. My soul rains down around me in a million tiny fragments as his cock seems to shove more and more pleasure into my trembling body.
I can’t breathe.
I can’t think.
I can no longer participate in any capacity, but Marcus doesn’t mind.
He uses my body until he comes again, then he shoves deep and unloads in my pussy.
I’m bursting with his cum when he cradles my head in his palm and claims my lips. His cock is still inside me, and it feels like it belongs there. Like I’ll die if he takes it out.
“You did so good, baby,” he tells me before kissing my face.
And I know I did.
I took what he gave me even when I believed I couldn’t take anymore.
I’ve pleased him several times over.
I pleased his father and each one of his brothers.
Well, almost.
There’s still one left.
My fiancé.
Chapter Six
Marcus leaves me in the bedroom alone again, and I fight the overwhelming need to curl up and go to sleep.
I’m completely exhausted from having my body used every way it can be. After he held me for a bit while we both recovered from the intensity of that last round, Marcus cuffed me to the bed again and made sure my ball gag was secured.
Mercifully, my mind is also exhausted by what has gone on here tonight. I know if it weren’t utterly depleted, I would be an anxious mess about the utter ruination of my relationship.
Because that has to be what this is, right?
How do I go back from where I am?
Joey is going to come into this room next, and I don’t even know if I can bear to let him fuck me.
The last two rounds with Marcus, not only did they fuck me, but Marcus and I kissed. Heavily, like we needed one another. I know it’s only because of what he’s done to me here tonight, but just the fact that he was able to do this to me…
Joey will never forgive me.
His brother took me apart and rebuilt me to be his perfect little fuck doll in the space of one evening.
Tears gather at the corners of my eyes, but I’m too tired even to bother brushing them away.
I wanted this to work so badly. I tried so hard to be perfect for Joey so he would love me.
And I ruined it all in one night.
Deep down, there’s a whisper that it wasn’t my fault. I trusted Marcus when he said he was setting up a surprise for Joey. Never in a million years could I have anticipated what he was actually setting me up for.
I just don’t think it matters that it wasn’t my fault.
I know Joey. I know what he’s like, how particular he is about things. Anything that isn’t precisely to his tastes is bad and unworthy.
He’ll never be able to love a fiancée who was used by his whole family, even if it wasn’t what she wanted.
Even if she was set up.
Even if she wouldn’t have given into it and enjoyed being used by them.
Which I did.
Shame causes my stomach to twist itself up in knots.
Thankfully, not for long.
The bedroom door opens.
My fate is sealed, now all that’s left to do is face it.
I haven’t decided whether I’ll let Joey fuck me, though I suppose I don’t have a choice. It’s up to Marcus. He’s the one bringing all these men in here, deciding what they’ll do to me.