"That's the last one you have," he mutters in my ear. “Your last hole, toy.”
I'm trembling as I feel his fingertips pressing against me, feeling for a way to get inside my hole.
"I'm not going to take this one," he goes on, sending shivers down my spine, but not finishing quite yet. "Not without your consent, little toy. So... do you consent?"
Ca
spian smirks before me, toying with the head of his cock that's already dripping with precum. Hunger consumes me. Hunger to feel him inside my mouth, and a different kind of longing - for Dexter to steal my last virginity, the last one I have to give.
"I asked you a question," Dex growls in my ear.
I whimper, unwilling to give him an answer, even though all three of us know what that answer is.
"Maybe this is just how she's wired," Caspian sighs, his fingertip gliding along the slit in his cock. "Maybe she just can't get wet for anyone unless she's forced..."
“Fuck you,” I manage, but they pay me no mind, not giving a shit that they’re messing me up. “Dexter, I… I want you to do it.”
“Okay,” Dexter says softly. “But only while you’re sucking Caspian’s cock.”
I groan, but Caspian’s more than eager to shove his length back inside my mouth, forcing inch after inch of his thick and swollen flesh down my throat. I choke on him, but he grabs the back of my head, holding me down so I’m forced to drink him in.
He fumbles with his belt, pulling it out of the belt loops on his pants and wrapping it around the back of my head and his hips. He tightens it, keeping me down on his dick and nearly passing out from the sensation.
“That’s better,” he mutters. “That’s right, baby, that’s how I fucking like it, fuck, you little bitch, keep fucking going…”
“You’d better be fucking ready,” Dexter whispers in my ear. “I’m going to fuck your ass now, toy, and I don’t want to hear another word from you unless you’re coming from having two holes filled at the same time.”
I mewl, but the sound is barely audible. I’m dripping spit from my mouth, and it’s pooling on the floor below me. My eyes are flying open then closing again, unable to hand the weight of Caspian’s cruel gaze.
Then, Dexter’s finger suddenly pushes inside me, and I roar to life. The sensation is different, almost alien to anything I’ve ever felt before. But Dex doesn’t take my reluctance as a hint to stop. Oh no, he keeps pushing forward, forcing inch after inch of his finger into my puckered hole until I’m a dribbling mess.
“Such a good girl,” he mutters in my ear. “I think it’s time you had a cock in there next, toy, don’t you?”
Caspian loosens his grip on the belt, and I pull back with a loud moan as I try to catch my breath. Dexter doesn’t wait for me to say anything, instead just pushing inside me with his cockhead. I roar at the pain, but he spits on my ass again, making me grateful for the small mercy as his cock slides in much more easily, without the painful friction.
Now, his palms wrap around my hair, and he tugs my head back until I’m looking up at him from an awkward angle, shame flushing my cheeks a bright red.
“Look at her,” Caspian whistles. “Losing her virginity in a freaking school bathroom. Such a goddamn slut.”
“Shut up,” Dexter growls, his eyes zeroed in on mine. “Go guard the bathroom.”
“What?” Caspian looks pissed as hell, and my eyes flit between the two of them in fear. “No way, I’m not fucking going anywhere. I want more of her mouth, maybe more of her ass, too. You can’t be the only one that gets to fuck her, Booth.”
“You don’t call the shots here,” Dex tells him icily. “Door. Guard it. Fucking now!”
Caspian hesitates, then slams his fist into the mirror behind Dexter, making me shrink back in fear. He stalks out of the room, leaving me alone with my volatile ex-fiancé who seems dead set on causing me more pain.
The door closes behind him, and I’m left alone with Dexter and his cruel cock ramming its way up my ass, filling me to the brim.
“Dexter, you’re hurting me,” I cry out. “Please, just go fucking easier on me, it’s my first time…”
“Do I look like I give a shit?” he hisses, yet he lets off on some of the pressure with which he’s holding my hair in his fist. “Come on, toy, I want you to come from having your ass fucked.”
“I… I… Don’t know if I can,” I whisper, closing my eyes tightly as the pain becomes unbearable again. “Please, Dex, just let me go.”
“No,” he grinds out, and his fingers find a way between my legs, locating my clit and massaging me with long, teasing strokes. “Come for me. And then you can go.”
I groan, unable to deny the pleasure his strokes are giving me. It takes him less than a minute to get me going, for my legs to give out beneath him, and for an orgasm to rip through my body at the speed of light.