Hurting You (Blackthorn Elite 3)

“That’s the thing about you, Stella,” Easton croaks his voice filled with lust after he releases my nipple and eyes the other breast. “Even when you aren’t sure if it’s right in your head, your body makes it right. Deep down, you know you belong to us; you just don’t want to admit it.”

My toes curl into the mattress when he sucks my other nipple into his mouth and teases me with hard bites and sensual sucks.

By the time he’s done with both breasts, I’m panting with need, every cell in my body on fire. Moving me back against the mattress, he dips his fingers into the shorts he gave me last night and pulls them down my legs.

He moves so slowly it’s almost as if he’s enjoying every second of this. He looks at me like I’m something precious. Like he actually cares about how this feels for me. But that can’t be right. Easton doesn’t care about me.

My gaze moves from Easton and back to Cameron, who has found a chair in the corner of the room. Our eyes lock, and the fire in my center roars, growing hotter. Easton pinches one of my nipples hard, dragging my attention back to him.

“Eyes on me, sweetheart. I’m about to rock your fucking world.” He grins and tosses my clothing onto the floor. His eyes turn to molten lava as he rakes over my bare flesh. There isn’t a single inch of me that I can hide from him. I feel exposed, but at the same time cherished, protected. I know that neither of them will let anything happen to me.

“Innocent, perfect. I can’t wait to dirty you up. To show you how good this can be.” I shiver at the darkness that coats his words and watch with an eagerness that is embarrassing as he strips for me, first removing his shirt and then next his sleep pants. My eyes automatically drift down to his already hard and throbbing cock.

And just like that, panic starts to claw its way back into my mind. How is he going to fit? Is it going to hurt? Is he going to take me like a savage? I’m consumed with these thoughts so much so that I flinch when Easton’s fingers graze my lips.

“Stop thinking, and just feel,” he whispers as he leans into my face, his hot breath fanning against my lips.

“I’m scared,” I admit, almost shyly. I don’t know why I say it, it’s not like it matters. He’ll just take from me, even if it hurts me.

“Do you trust me?” His eyes burn into mine.

I should say no, but stupidly I nod my head yes because something inside of me is convinced that I can. I do trust him, even if I shouldn’t. With a sinister smile, he trails his finger down my body, blazing a path of fire, one that only his touch can extinguish.

Pushing my knees apart, he moves his fingers over my mound, swiping through my folds. His eyes ignite with a furious need when my arousal coats his fingers. All I can do is whimper as he moves lower and presses two thick digits against my entrance.

My stomach clenches as he enters me, stretching me so very slowly. Warmth fills my veins as he moves in and out, the sound of my arousal only turns me on more, and I find myself wrapping my hand around his wrist, encouraging him to go faster.

His chest rises and falls rapidly, while his eyes darken in color. Caught in a trance of pleasure, I let him fuck me with his fingers, moving faster and faster until I’m right on the doorstep of an orgasm.

“Come for me, baby. Squeeze my fucking fingers, show me how good you’re going to be to my cock,” Easton encourages, as he rubs at this unknown spot inside of me that has my eyes drifting closed and my back bowing. I don’t understand the pleasure coursing through me in that instant, but it’s so intense that the world could stop spinning right now, and I wouldn’t care.

“Ohhhh,” I whine. “It’s sooo good.” Like a rocket, my orgasm takes off, and I clamp down on his fingers, squeezing them so tightly I evoke a groan out of Easton. My mind swirls into one big mass, not one single thought making any sense.

As I float back down to reality, he pulls his fingers from my entrance, and my eyes pop open just as he’s shoving them into his mouth, licking every drop of my release from them.

“You taste divine,” he says around his fingers.

My cheeks heat at the image, and my entire body ignites. I spot Cam over in the corner, his eyes half-lidded, his cock out with his hand wrapped around it tightly. He gives me a soft smile, and my heart starts to beat a little harder.