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I didn’t answer him. Only stared into his eyes full of darkness, swirling with delight at my struggle and lusting over all the ways he’d make me experience pain. Because the pain brought me pleasure, and they lived to hurt me.
Sin yanked my hair and forced me to answer. “Yes.”
“Do you know what our madness looks like?”
Christ. This asshole must love the sound of his voice. He never shut the fuck up!
“No. And I don’t want to.”
“You. Are. Going. To.” He hissed out each word in my face and stood up as he pulled at his zipper. “Saint. Let’s show her what real men are made of.”
Twenty-Seven
Their Obsession
Liv
Panic took over me as I lashed out and clawed at the air. Desperately, I tried to gain back control while Sin wound my hair around his hand and freed his cock from its restriction. I fought with all I had until my eyes landed on his enormous shaft as his jeans hit the floor. He stepped out of them and kicked them to the side, but I couldn’t believe the size of him.
His cock was giant! He wouldn’t fit anywhere in me!
Next, the sound of Saint’s zipper caught my attention, and Sin stroked his cock in his hand. Sin grunted with pleasure as he watched me react, and his sounds had my pussy drenched all over again.Damn him.
Disgust ran through me as Saint’s dick sprang free, and my revulsion turned to admiration. Bewildered by the sight of his dick, which was as big as Sin’s.They must own a dick pump or had penis enlargement surgery. There was no way I had two crazed stalkers with giant dicks the size of ten-inch eggplants! I bet their flaccid cocks were the size of a typical man’s erect cock.
I snorted. “This can’t be natural.”
I had a stupid fucking mouth on me. I was as bad as Sin. Unable to shut up.
“All natural, Liv,” Sin answered as he yanked on my hair and inched my face closer to his mushroom head dick. “I told you we’d show you madness.”
My mouth went dry at the sight of his tip. The width of the mushroom shape was huge, and the ridge curved smoothly over, connecting to his veiny shaft. The perfect hump to elevate a climax but bring pain with the ungodly size of him.
“Keep that fucking thing away from me.” I glared, pressing my hands against his thighs and trying to push away from him.
Fuck! Sin could poke an eye out with that thing! He could screw my eye socket if he’d even fit.
“Shut up!” Sin roared as he harshly slapped his cock off my cheek. “I’m through with watching you and fully intent on keeping you quiet.”
I yelped, but I bit my lip to conceal my surprise from his cruelty and blinked my eyes. As Sin laughed and slapped me a second time, I bit harder, causing a newspot to tear open on my lip, the taste salty and metallic. My pussy throbbed when it shouldn’t have, and I clenched my thighs together as I tried to stop the ache awakening inside. My cheeks heated with embarrassment or arousal—which one, I wasn’t sure anymore. They had a way of confusing me and making me hate myself even more.
“Let me go, ass—” my words departed as Sin pulled my hair toward him and cut me off.
My lips had nowhere to go but to ride up the long length of his girth. He rested my cheek against his torso and kept my hair tightly bound in his hand. I couldn’t move. I had nowhere to go and couldn’t open my mouth or else I’d bring him pleasure. The one thing he wanted from me, as my wide eyes watched as Saint stroked himself while watching us. His eyes hooded with lust as his chin tilted down and precum drizzled from the tip of his cock.
He was ready for me. They both were, and I had to make a split-second decision. I opened my mouth and bit down on Sin’s dick.
“Oh. Fuck,” Sin grunted out each word and let go of my hair as he grabbed the back of my neck. “Sweetheart. You can’t wait for a taste of Daddy. Can you?”
Bad choice.
The white impression from my teeth only lasted a second before they disappeared, and the head ofhis dick jumped. The sick bastard enjoyed the bite I’d meant to inflict pain. I was hopeful my teeth would draw blood, and then I could make a run for it, but I had no such luck.
My decision only made everything worse as Sin gripped the back of my neck and made me gaze up at him. His dark eyes were fused with heat and desire, with the scar wrinkled on his cheek from his evil curled grin. His white shirt was unbuttoned as he stared down at me, and his gaze held a promise—a threat—to make me regret my choice because it had only made him want me even more.
I glared. “You disgust me.”
“And you excite me,” Sin shot back and shook my head till my vision turned fuzzy. “Now. Open up.”
