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He turns me and presses the tops of my thighs against the front grill of the car before shoving my chest down on the hood. His fingers splay on the side of my skull as I rest my cheek against the cool metal, holding me there as he uses his other hand to grab a fistful of my ass and squeeze. His dick dances at my opening, dripping with excitement just as I do.
“Say you want me,” he commands, rubbing the head of his cock along my folds.
“I want you,” I tell him, desperate for him as I push back for more.
“Say you need me,” he growls.
“I need you.” I shake my ass.
“Good little star,” he purrs just before he slams inside me.
I cry out in surprise and pleasure as his pelvis hits my ass. He doesn’t give me time to adjust. Instead, he pulls out and slams back in, fucking me hard and rough. My thighs press painfully against the grill, but I don’t care. I feel the cold steel of his blade against my spine a moment later, leaving tiny red lines along my skin. I cry out with each stroke, with each stinging cut he adds every so often when he presses the knife in just a little more.
When his hand grabs my hair and jerks me back so my spine arches painfully, he nips my ear and the knife appears at my breast.
“Tell me you choose me,” he demands.
“I choose you.”
“Tell me you love me,” he snarls, the blade tracing my nipple.
My throat closes up, and I try to turn and meet his eyes. He doesn’t let me, forcing me to look at the road where headlights appear.
“Tell me you love me,” he orders again. “Say it.”
I open my mouth, close it, and then figure what the hell. I do love the four of them.
“I love you,” I rasp, my hands gripping the metal hood as the headlights grow closer.
“Good girl,” he purrs. “Now tell me that you crave this darkness, that this is everything you’ve ever wanted.”
He fucks me harder with brutal thrusts. Headlights wash over the gravel ground, rushing toward us. Soon, they’ll get an eyeful of Club fucking me against the hood, and we aren’t stopping. If they stop, they’ll die. I almost want them to.
The headlights wash over us, blinding me for a second, and the car slows, watching, before whoever is driving revs the engine and takes off, leaving us in darkness again.
Club chuckles in my ear. “I almost wanted an audience for this. Now be a good girl and tell me.”
“This is everything I’ve ever wanted.” My eyes roll back in my head as he traces his blade around my breast and leaves small lines there. “God!”
“Good little star,” he purrs. “Now shatter for me.”
He fucks me so hard, I cry out with every thrust, then I shatter just as he ordered, my orgasm slamming into me until I see the stars he claims I am, my voice rising into the air around us on a keening cry. I’m still quivering and crying out when he groans in my ear and jerks inside me. He pulls me from the hood and pushes me onto my knees, opening my mouth with a painful grip. He forces his dick down my throat, and I come again, screaming around his length before I gag and grip his thighs in an effort to catch my breath. He doesn’t let me pull back, his warmth spurting down my throat. His moans fill the air around us just as mine did a moment before. I can’t breathe, my eyes rolling back as I struggle for air, only for him to pull back at the last moment. I gulp in great lungfuls of air, my chest burning, as he pulls me to my feet. My legs threaten to collapse, but he supports me so I don’t fall. He slams his lips against mine, tasting himself on my lips.
When he leans back and meets my eyes, I chuckle. It starts off as something small and then grows to full laughter. He joins in, both of us panting and trying to catch our breaths throughout our laughter. He holds me in his arms and hugs me close, me in my split dress and him in his slacks.
“Let’s go home,” he says once we’re able to stop.
I nod, and when he picks up his white shirt and wraps it around me, carefully fastening each button, my heart seizes painfully.
I do love him. I love them all.
I also accept every bit of darkness that comes with that.
Chapter
Twenty-Eight
Aweek passes without incident. The cirque puts on its shows, and I watch from the sidelines, helping when I’m able. When Dr. Louis comes to check on me again, I happily hold my boot out for him.
