He thrust into my mouth a few more times before his cock popped free. I wouldn’t tell the others this, but Rory’s dick… it was fucking huge. Whenever he was inside me, I felt like I was being stretched to my limits. It made me wonder if I would be able to take any of the others at the same time. That’s if Rory ever wanted to. It wouldn’t bother me in the slightest if I only ever had one-on-one sex with him given how intense it happened to be between us.
Rory rubbed the head of his cock across my face, smearing my saliva across my lips.
“Dirty little girl.”
I glared at him all the while wanting to tell him how much I loved his cock. How I wanted him to slam it up inside me. My pussy clenched around nothing, making me aware of how empty I felt.
“Fuck you.”
He let go of my hands only to rip my t-shirt in half, leaving it in shreds. I was too shocked to even protest. He tore my bra in his effort to undress me. Leaning down, he sucked a nipple into his mouth, his teeth grazing across the sensitive nub.
My hands found their way into his hair and I tried to pull him off me.
“Stop.”
He bit down.
Don’t stop. Please, don’t ever stop.
“It hurts.”
His teeth dug in harder.
God, please make it hurt, Ror. I want to feel it for days. Feel you.
He released my nipple only to latch onto the other one. My attempts at stopping him went unheeded and unacknowledged.
“Fuck! That hurts so bad.”
It hurts in the best way possible.
His hands were at my jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping. He dragged them down my legs as he sat up, hazel eyes gleaming in the moonlight. He was bathed in it and the sight of him was glorious. Tearing off my shoes, he ripped my jeans from me, practically destroying my clothes but I couldn’t bring myself to care. All I could think of was Rory fucking me. Rory’s beautiful cock in my tight holes.
He dragged his finger through my damp knickers, groaning.
“Oh, little star. You like this. You want it so bad. Your pussy is so wet for me. I’m going to fuck you so hard. Open those legs wide for me.”
I resisted my instincts to obey, keeping them closed. My hands fisted by my sides. Here I was lying in the dirt waiting for my beautiful dark beast to take me. Waiting for him to slam his cock up inside me whilst I struggled to stop him because he asked for this.
He pried my legs open with both hands, shoving them up to my chest.
“You can’t stop me.”
He slapped his hand across my pussy, making me jolt. Then he tore my lacy knickers off my body.
“Mmm, look at that pretty little pussy. Your lips are glistening for me. Dirty little bitch just waiting to get fucked by my big, hard cock.”
I shook my head. He slapped my pussy again.
“No, don’t fuck me, please, I’m begging you.”
Please take me, Ror. I need your cock so bad.
He was on his knees, pulling me closer. He aimed his cock at my hole, making me squirm. The head of his cock ran up and down my pussy, knocking against my clit.
“No, don’t. I don’t want it. Please don’t.”
“I punish bad girls who lie. I punish them hard and I punish them good.”
And with that, he slammed his cock inside me in one brutal thrust. I choked on my own breath, the force of it knocking the air out of my lungs.
“Shit,” I wheezed.
He didn’t even pause to take a breath, pulling out and thrusting back inside me up to the hilt.
“Fuck, your pussy is so tight, little star. Even after you’ve had two cocks inside you at the same time. I want to see you take it. See you stretched wide by them. I want to see your face when they make you come.”
I almost gave up all pretence that I didn’t want him fucking me right now at his words. Rory had never once told me he wanted to be there when the others fucked me. I wanted him to watch me. To see his hazel eyes grow dark with arousal with his hand wrapped around his huge cock. And when I was done being ravaged by the others, I wanted him to slip between my thighs and fuck me whilst their cum dripped out of my holes. If that made me dirty or sick, I didn’t care. They all brought out the darkest parts of me. I loved the way they used me. How they made me feel so sexy whilst we engaged in such wanton debauchery. It was everything I never knew I needed. Never knew I desired.
They were my kings and I was their queen. The queen they wanted to devour, fuck and use any which way they could.
“Ror, please,” I whimpered.
His eyes gleamed and a smirk appeared on his lips. God, he was beautiful like this. My beautiful broken man.
He leant down and kissed me savagely, taking his fill of my mouth. I couldn’t help but thread my fingers through his hair, feeling the soft strands against my skin.
I love you, Ror. I love you so fucking much.
I wasn’t sure how it was possible to love my four men as much as I did. They all had pieces of my heart. They’d etched their names on it in permanent ink.
Quinn Knox.
Xavier Scott.
Eric Nelson.
Rory Carter.
The loves of my life.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered against my mouth. “I can’t be without you, little star.”
I tore his face away from me and stared up at him. We were supposed to be playing a game but all I
