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Switching my hold on her ass to one hand, I slip my other between us and thrust two fingers inside her, filling her channel as she cries out. I curl them, rubbing fast as my tongue lashes her clit in a brutal, harsh rhythm until she drips all over my face. Adding another finger, I stretch her and press them deeper. It must hurt, yet she clenches around me, silently begging for more.
Wrapping my lips around her clit, I suck hard, and she practically comes away from the crate. I slip my thumb between her parted cheeks, pressing against her pretty asshole and slipping inside—a promise.
Rolling my eyes up her body, I marvel at the view this sinner is getting. Her mask is still in place still, and her pretty, pink-tipped breasts heave, matching the blush spreading across them.
She’s close, and I want to see it. I want to burn it into my brain so when my nightmares come knocking, I can replace them with this. It’s as close to heaven as I will ever get.
I coat my fingers in her pleasure instead of blood, and I coat my lips in a silent promise instead of taunts.
I’m hers.
I press my thumb deeper as I close my teeth over her clit, and with a scream, she comes. Her thighs clamp around my head until I can’t breathe, and her channel clenches tightly on my fingers as she gushes around me, her legs jerking. I lick her through it, watching every single reaction of her body until she slumps, her pussy still fluttering around my fingers.
I reluctantly pull them free and sit back, waiting for my next instruction as her eyes open and lock on me. Leaning down closer, she sweeps her gaze greedily over my face, making me sit up taller.
“Say thank you, Heart. Thank me for letting you make me come,” she orders, her blade pressed to my dripping chin.
“Thank you, my queen. Thank you for letting me make you come.”
Grinning, she rips her mask up as she lowers to her knees before me, her lips crashing onto mine as her hands rove down my body and grip my dick. Humming into my mouth, she pulls away slightly. “If I wrap the whip around you here, will you come for me?”
Holy fucking shit.
I swear I see stars.
“God, please,” I beg, thrusting into her hand.
She yanks the whip closer and wraps it around my cock, slowly tightening it. It hurts so fucking good, yet I can’t stop myself from rocking into it, my lips seeking hers. Our tongues battle as she strokes me with the whip, making me gasp until I can’t take it. I’m so wound up from tasting her that when she tightens it again, I bellow into her mouth and fall into her as I spill across her hand and the whip. She licks my face as I come.
“Good boy,” she praises, and then she loosens the whip as I fall farther into her.
All the fury and pain are gone. All that’s left is pleasure.
Pleasure she controls.
She pushes me to my knees and grips my chin, kissing me solidly. “Thank you for understanding,” she whispers just for me. “For giving me an outlet.” She kisses me again and gets to her feet, looking down at me as I kneel, panting for her.
“Anything for you,” I say without hesitation.
Her smile makes it all worthwhile. She grabs the whip once more and heads past me, over to Diamond, then tosses it at his feet with a cocky smirk. He watches her with his eyebrow raised. “Next time, you’re using it on me,” she orders. With that, she grabs her toiletry bag and heads out of her tent.
All of us stare after her. Groaning, I roll onto my back, sprawling on the floor.
“I’m in love,” I declare.
Chapter
Twenty-Six
Maybe I should feel horrified about what I did with Heart last night, but I don’t. He wanted it, I wanted it, and it didn’t get out of hand thanks to the others’ presence. I’ll admit I blushed hard this morning when I saw them at breakfast, but they treated me like nothing was different.
They accept me as I am. In fact, they like it, especially Heart.
He wanted more, and maybe one day, I’ll fall with him, letting him welcome me into the darkness. After all, last night was just a taste—one that left me awake all night remembering. Even today, my body is sensitive, flushed, and covered with goose bumps. These men have changed everything. They awoke something inside me.
Shaking off my thoughts, I check on the kids. Dr. Louis is with them, and they are resting and eating, which is good. I don’t want them to feel trapped or scrutinized, so I leave them in peace. Then I head to Hilda. Her tent has quickly become my second home. As I step inside, the usual scents wrap around me welcomingly, relaxing all my tense muscles as I stride over to what has become my chair.
She’s waiting like usual, always knowing when I’m coming.
