Tacet a Mortuis (The Elite King's Club 3)

“Don’t look at him. Right now, you belong to all of us. So I’ll ask you again…” he paused, his head tilting. He wore my arousal like lip balm, glistening in the sun. “Do you want my dick, Kitty?”

My hips circled the air again as my eyes dropped to his hand. He squeezed and rubbed the thick bulge from outside his shorts. Nate continued to suck on my nipple, and Cash’s hand came over my stomach, down to my pussy, rubbing my clit and then he slid a finger inside of me.

“Oh my God,” I moaned, tilting my head back.

“You do?” Brantley asked again. My eyes were closed and my hips were grating against Cash’s fingers. He pulled out and then raised his finger to my mouth.

“Suck if you want this, Madison,” Cash said, his lips coming to my ear. “I’ll pretend like you have a choice.”

“And if I don’t?” I quirked an eyebrow at Brantley, the sweet scent of my pussy on Nate’s finger.

“Then I’ll rape you,” Brantley said, his eyes coming to mine.

Fear slid into my bones, but all it did was feed my desire. I wanted them all, and the thought of them being rough with me only spiked my need.

I kept my eyes on Brantley, then slowly turned my head and sucked myself off Nate’s finger. I circled it with my tongue, my eyes still watching Brantley.

His eyes darkened, his hands falling. “Fuck.” He stopped his groping and crawled back over my body. “I’m going to break you, little girl.”

“Again?” I teased. “Break me, and then fuck me, and then break me, and then fuck me...”

His hands came to my thighs. He ripped me off the ground, turning me onto my stomach.

I arched my back, my hair falling over my shoulder and my eyes catching Nate’s. “Come here.”

He bit his bottom lip, pulling his shorts down until his cock sprung free. Thick, long and heavy, like him. A bead of cum surfaced at the end of his dick and my mouth watered. I turned my head, relishing in Brantley massaging my ass. He slapped it loudly and I screamed out from the impact. Nate came to the front of me, his eyes watching me. I bent down and took him in my mouth, salt and soap hitting the back of my throat.

His hand came to my hair and he tugged on it roughly, pinching my flesh. “Fuck.”

Brantley’s mouth fell to the back of my pussy, his tongue diving inside and circling. “I need to eat this forever.”

“You can’t. Just for today,” I heard from somewhere.

Brantley’s cock circled my entrance, just before he rammed himself into me.

“Oh my God!” I bellowed out in pleasure, veins ripping out of my neck and Nate’s cock resting on my lower lip. I spat on it, circling it with my hand. Dropping my lips to his balls, I sucked him into my mouth. Marilyn Manson’s “Sweet Dreams” started playing from the speaker. I sunk him deeper into my mouth, as Brantley’s cock continued to fuck my pussy. I throbbed, and pushed, and throbbed against him. His fingers gripped around my hip bones as he smashed me back and forth.

Brantley sat me up, hiking up my leg. Cash came closer, my eyes connecting with his. He slid under me, sucking my nipple into his mouth as Brantley continued to fuck me from behind. I sucked Nate deeper into my mouth, and then a hot mouth covered my clit.

“Shit, shit, shit, shit!” I screamed out in pleasure again, sweat dripping off of my flesh. Brantley pounded into me as Cash’s tongue circled my clit again. Brantley’s grip on my thigh tightened. I moaned again, my muscles clenching, tightening. I could feel myself get closer to my peak. Cash wrapped his lips around my clit and I lost it. My pussy throbbed and cum trickled down my thighs. I looked up just in time to see Bishop’s hands wrap around my hair, yanking my head back. He stood to the side, just as Nate’s cum shot on my face, soaking my lips. I licked him off.

“You like that, huh. Because you’re my little slut,” Bishop grunted, he replaced Nate’s position. Now in front of me. He rubbed Nate’s cum off my face with the tip of his cock and then shoved it into my mouth. “You like the taste of him, Madison? Hmm? You like being a little slut.” His hand gripped around my hair roughly and he shoved his cock deeper into my mouth. I gagged on the intrusion, tears pouring down my face. Wrapping him in my hand, I sucked him roughly while trying to suck air in every few seconds.

Brantley’s cock pulse inside of me on his release, and then he slapped my ass, pulling out, but he was only replaced with Cash.