She turns her head away when I offer her my fingers. It’s cute that she thinks her minor act of defiance will stop me. “I like it rough, sweetheart.”
I release her hair and plug her nose, forcing her to open her mouth and shove my fingers from her blood-stained cunt into her mouth. Her eyes flash with venom, but her body melts into my touch as her lips close around my fingers. Slowly, I withdraw them, and a sigh escapes her full lips. “Wasn’t too bad, was it?”
“It was horrible. You disgust me.”
“Is that so, Kitten?” I move my hand back to her slit and rub her clit, circling it with the tip of my finger. “Your drenched cunt has other ideas. Looks like you’re not the perfect little girl mommy and stepdaddy think you are. Your dirty pussy is weeping. It’s okay to admit you’re a filthy whore.” The little kitten might think she wouldn’t be into this, but her body is calling her a liar.
“Please,” she pleads.
I take my fingers out of her panties and streak her cheek with her blood. “What’s the matter, Kitten?”
“Why did you stop touching me?’
I bark out a laugh. “Oh, Kitten. Did you think we’d let you come that easily? Did you think we were here for your pleasure and not ours? How about you get on your knees and show us how badly you’re willing to work to come?”
Stella kneels before me without complaining. My foot slides between her knees, pushing them apart. “Such a pretty cock whore.”
Chapter Seven
STELLA
The soft soil digs into my knees, grounding me. If I focus on the earth, I’ll be able to handle anything they throw at me. Their behavior shouldn’t shock me. I know what these three are. It’s not like I can do anything to stop them from committing any act of depravity they want to me. I’m simply the peasant while they’re royalty, sitting high above on their perch, untouchable.
“You’re doing so well, pretty girl,” Ronan says, rubbing his large hand down my hair. His gentle touch is a contrast to Axel’s roughness.
I gaze up at him, and his honey-laden eyes don’t appear as harsh as Axel’s ice-blue ones. Ronan bites his lip, his head bent as if he might regret whatever happens next. His strong hand tangles in my hair as he gently pats me like a parent trying to console a distraught child.
“Beautiful. So damn beautiful. You want to be a good girl for us, don’t you?” Ronan’s voice is hypnotic, his words addictive.
I shock myself by nodding my head in agreement. I’m not sure why I want to make him happy, but I do. Perhaps it’s the sadness I see lurking in his eyes or that, unlike Axel, he’s being kind. It’s not like these guys are repulsive. Far from it. They’re the most handsome men I’ve ever seen, but the idea of being forced to do something doesn’t sit well with me.
Ronan’s soft touch and deep voice calm my frazzled nerves, and I don’t feel the need to fight like I did ten minutes ago. Gooseflesh pricks at my skin and shivers race up and down my spine as Ronan’s fingers trail along my cheek to my neck. His muscular frame looms over me as I gaze up at him. He’s larger than life, but he’s also comforting. Ronan has mesmerized me into thinking he’s some knight in shining armor, but it’s a mirage. Ronan, like Axel and Kian, is a monster. This isn’t a fairy tale with noble Princes. I have walked into the demon’s den
Ronan’s lips pull into a slow, seductive smile as he crouches down and brings his cool lips to my sensitive ear. My body ignites when his warm breath hits my skin. “Open up, Rabbit. Show Axel how well you can take his cock in your pretty little mouth.”
My lips part as if God has given me an order, and if I don’t move quickly enough, he’ll strike me down. As much as I want to pretend it’s fear making me comply, there’s a much stronger allure to these three. The same allure that’s been present from the day I saw them in the locker room.
Ronan smiles at me encouragingly, and my body buzzes with desire and thunders with need. The elation is short-lived because soon, the devil himself places the tip of his cock on my lips, smearing them with his pre-cum.
Axel isn’t the same as Ronan. He doesn’t give off the same sense of calm or protection. His eyes roam my face, and I see the hunger lurking in his eyes. Axel is an animal desperate for the hunt. He’s the predator, and I’m simply his pathetic prey.
“Eyes on me, baby doll,” Ronan demands.
I shift my vision toward him. His lips turn up as he gives me an approving smile right before Axel shoves his dick down my throat.