Filed To Story: Pretty Poisoned Novel by Elle Mitchell
Just before I come, he tightens that hand around my throat, squeezing hard enough that I come without making any noise. Silently, the waves of pleasure roll through my body, and somewhere in the back of my head, I’m screaming because he’s still touching me, and it’s too much. It feels too good. I writhe against him, desperate for air now as the aftershocks roll through me, my pussy still pulsing.
Fingers run lightly up and down my arm, sending chills over my body as the orgasm slows.
And that’s when I realize it. There are three hands on me right now.
I quickly rip the blindfold off and see Declan kneeling in front of me on the bench seat with his hand between my legs.
Luca lets go of my throat, and I gasp for air as he slides the straps of my dress off of my shoulders and my eyes lock onto Declan’s. He smilessomething feralas he loosens his tie and pulls it over his head, then starts unbuttoning his shirt.
Something glistens in my peripheral vision, and I realize it’s a knife. Luca slips the blade into the front of my dress and slices it down the middle, then rips it the rest of the way off of me.
And I just stay there, eyes wide and breath heaving. Frozen and exposed.
“That’ll be the last time you say his name while I’m making you come,” Declan says, removing his shirt and going for the button on his pants.
Oh, fuck
“Sweetheart, my brother wants to fuck you now, okay?” Luca asks, kissing my neck again.
“Um Luca”
“It’s okay. Trust me.” He digs the end of the knife into the left side of my chest, just below my collarbone. “You know who loves you, right?”
I nod. “Yes,” I answer, my voice barely above a whisper. I watch Declan’s thick cock spring free and he wraps his fist around it. His hungry eyes roam over the length of my body while he strokes it.
“Good,” Luca says. “That’s good. And I want to give you something to remind you that you were mine first.”
I grit my teeth and scream as the tip of the knife digs into my skin, and he slices downward, slowly tearing through my flesh. I think he’s finished, but he isn’t. He stabs into my chest again, dragging the blade horizontally this time. And I know what it is. I can’t see it, but I could feel it.
It’s a letter ‘L.’
He licks and sucks the area clean for a minute before turning my head and kissing me with the same bloody mouth. I’m light-headed, the world spinning on its side as his tongue tangles with mine.
Blood continues running down the front of my body as several things happen at once. I’m pulled flat onto my back; Luca hitches one of my legs up next to my head, and Declan holds the other out to the side as he buries himself inside me. I scream into Luca’s mouth and feel him smile against my lips before he pulls his mouth away.
Declan finds a rhythm, rolling his hips with each quick, powerful thrust. His thicker cock fills and stretches me while his brother holds me firmly in place, ensuring I feel every bit of every single inch. And I cry out every single time.
“You’re such a good girl, Teagan,” Luca says. “You’re doing so good, baby. Doesn’t her pussy feel good?”
“So fucking good. She squeezes my dick when you tell her she’s a good girl like a little slut,” Declan says.
I moan again, and Declan smirks, slamming into me harder.
“Oh, fuck!” I cry out.
“And the way her bloody fucking tits bounce when I fuck into her ” Declan reaches down and runs his hands over them, pinching my nipples before digging his fingers into the cut. I grit my teeth together and scream, and then he brings them to his mouth, sucking them clean.
“You like being a little slut, too, don’t you, Teagan?” Declan says.
But I can’t form words. All I can do is lie back and take each brutal thrust of his hips as he drives himself into me, hitting me just right. Arching my back, I whimper, squeezing my eyes shut as I bite my lower lip.
“She’s about to come,” Luca says. “Look at her.”
“Look at me, Teagan,” Declan says.
No, I think but don’t say. I turn to the side instead, burying my face into Luca’s thigh.
“You better listen to him, angel,” Luca tells me, pulling my legs wider.
“Oh my god!” I cry out, forcing myself to look at him. “I can’t I can’t ”
I can’t take it. That’s what I’m thinking. I can’t take it. Each thrust of his hips, each time he fucks into me feels so fucking delicious I can’t move, I can’t thinknot about anything but how fucking good it feels. My eyes run down his body to where ours meet, watching him pump in and out of me.
My head falls back as my legs start to shake.
“Get it right this time,” Declan says. “Who’s dick are you coming on?”
“Fuck! Declan!” I scream before I come for him a second time, writhing against their hold while my body convulses around him.
He throws my leg over his shoulder and bears down, groaning as he pumps into me in short, erratic bursts.
With a hand against my cheek, his dark eyes look into minepast them evenin a way that’s almost terrifying, and I avert my own. Sweat drips from his hair as he grits his teeth.
“Oh, fuck,” he moans, his cock jumping inside me when he finally fills me with his cum.
And when his body stills, he pulls out, and then kisses meI realizefor the first time ever, biting my lower lip hard enough to draw blood. He sucks on that lip, caressing the side of my face with his hand.
“I’ve wanted this for so long, Teagan,” he whispers. “You’re so perfect. Teagan? Let me see your eyes.”
But I ignore it, keeping mine closed. He sits back in his seat with a sigh.
“Teagan,” Luca calls. I look to him instead. “You did so good, baby. Come here.”
I sit up, and he leans across the limo, opens the mini fridge, and pulls out a bottle of whiskey. He takes a long pull before handing it to me. I lean back, naked and bloody, and do the same. He wraps his arms around me and kisses me, pulling me under him. His mouth devours mine while he works his cock free of his pants.
Oh shit. I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk tomorrow.
“Ahh!” I cry out when he pushes into me.
“Is your pussy sore, Teagan?” Luca asks.
“Yes,” I whimper.
Declan moves over to the other side of the car. I turn my head and see him watching melooking me directly in the eyeswith both his pants and his shirt open, his arm draped across the back of the seat.
“Do you want me to go easy on you, baby?” he asks.
I quickly look away from Declan. “No,” I tell Luca. I pull his shirt open, sending buttons flying, and pull it down his arms.
“Well, fuck. Okay.”
I don’t know how much of it is me and how much is the drugs, but I feel this weird need to show Declan why Luca is the one I trust and why he’s the one I cling to when I’m scared.
Declan says he’ll give me whatever I want, but I know that’s not true. I dig my nails into Luca’s shoulder blades and drag them down his tattooed back hard enough to draw blood.
“Ah, fuck!” he grits. “Fuck, Teagan. You fucking brat.”
Luca leans down and bites my nipple, and then I scream, too. He grabs me by the ankles and pins them next to my ears, drilling into me with his cock in a way that has my clit throbbing.
I hook one arm around his neck and, with the other, reach between my legs and touch myself, rubbing my clit while he fucks me until I’m clenching around his dick, calling his name.
We’re only a few blocks away from the hotel when he comes inside me, too.
“They’re going to have to follow you through the hotel with a mop, baby,” Luca says.
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