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“And this fluttering pulse…” Sin said as he held two fingers against my neck and peered down at me. “Will burst when you finally come with your crimson juices all over our cocks.”

I couldn’t help my wandering gaze as it ventured into the delicious world of Sin’s inked body. Skulls mixed with fire and the true nature of his wicked conduct. Chains ventured along his arm sleeves and onto his chest with a snake wrapped around a skull and popping out of an eye socket.

“I’m on my monthly cycle! I’m not having sex with either of you—” my attitude ended there with Sin’s hand wrapped tightly around my throat.

My airway constricted within his iron death grip as Saint stopped listening to my chest and lifted me off my two feet. My legs kicked outwards, but it was no use as Saint sat me roughly down onto the hospital bed and my body flopped. The bounce of me on the creakymattress stopped because of Sin’s tight hold around my neck.

“You’re not going anywhere because you need us,” Sin hissed against my cheek while Saint watched from behind him. “We won’t let our girl suffer in agony.”

Sin squeezed tightly as I clawed at his forearm, and my eyes bulged out of my head. Tears fell down my cheeks, and he licked the salty wetness away. Sheer panic ran through me as my fists beat against his arm in a frantic need to break free and breathe air into my lungs.

Suddenly, Sin eased up, and I choked out, “Asshole! You bring me pain from not listening to me and choking me half to death.”

Sin let me go and stared me straight in the eyes. “Nonsense.”

“Whatever…” I huffed as I rubbed my neckline and pushed at his face. “Now get out of my way.”

“No,” Sin said as he grabbed my arms and threw me further back onto the bed.

I yelped at the force as my backside hit the uncomfortable mattress again and Saint was on me in a matter of two seconds. He was on the bed with his hands binding my arms over my head, holding me down. I thrashed my legs with all my might, but I was no match for Sin as he grabbed them and spread mewide. My legs pressed into the bed with his knees on top of them and he hovered over me.

“We’re going to cure this pain searing through you, darling,” Saint breathed from above me as his hand found the zipper at the side of my dress and he pulled it open.

“That’s right, Liv.” Sin breathed heavily as his hand trailed inside of my panties, and he touched my slickness. “Do you know what cures cramps?”

I bit my lip and hid the whimper working up my throat as he rubbed the most sensitive part of me. Shudders ran through me, and I bit down harder, as his torturous touch didn’t stop. He wanted to do me in, to hear me crumble, but I tried damn hard to reject my body’s need.

I panted, “What?”

“Multiple orgasms.”

Oh, fuck. I was in big trouble. The look on Sin’s stubborn yet determined face spoke of everything he’d do to me as he pulled his hand from my cunt, and his fingertips were soaked red. He admired my crimson color and licked his fingers, which didn’t surprise me coming from him. In his unhinged head he loved everything about me, even my bitch, Aunt Flo.

“I want a turn, man. I want to fucking taste her while she’s on her rag,” Saint pleaded from behind me.

“Be my guest,” Sin said with red tinted lips, and he ripped my panties from me.

“Fuckers,” I repeated as I thrashed while they switched places and Saint pulled my dress off my body.

I laid there naked with nothing on while Saint held my thighs open with his swollen forearms. The man could probably pop someone’s head off with them! They were huge. But here was little old me, quivering beneath his strength with his breath against my bloody pussy.

A whimper escaped me as Saint licked up the entirety of my slit, and my head jerked back into the mattress. Sin groaned from above me while my eyes rolled. I loved his skilled caresses to my cunt more than I knew I should. My hips bucked, and I looked down at him just in time to see my menstruation on his tongue before he swallowed it down.

“Mm… So damn good,” Saint breathed against my cunt.

The puffs from his mouth were warm, mixing with the rising temperature in me, and my feral need grew out of control. My breath was heavy, no longer able to resist. Especially once Saint attacked my pussy and ate me out while I was experiencing shark week.

Saint was the shark with his sharp fangs grazing against my clit and dragging them along my most responsive area. He pulled the flesh between histeeth until an untamed moan sounded from my open mouth. I couldn’t stop the way my body reacted to him and I gave in. His head moved from side to side, and he never came up for air. He immersed himself in my red sea, avoiding getting caught in the harsh undertow and maintaining full control as if he couldn’t get enough.

“Such a good girl, letting my best friend eat out your bloody pussy,” Sin praised me as he watched everything unfold and held my wrists.

I jerked and thrusted into Saint’s face, and my nails dug into Sin’s hands. He held me while I rode the waves coursing through me, and the lust flowing erratically inside of me numbed the pain I once had. My release was close, and I was slicker than a fish with my red juices mixed with Saint’s saliva trickling down my ass and onto the bed. The white sheets were wet underneath me, but I didn’t care. All I paid attention to was this man with his mouth ruining me even more than I thought he ever could. He eliminated more barriers I had put up as my belly coiled tight—the spring was about to break loose.

“Saint!” I cried out into Sin’s hand as he covered my mouth, and my orgasm let go.

More blood mixed with my pleasure on the stained mattress as Saint vigorously worked his tongue between my tightly clenched walls. I rode the waves of desire while the shark below me ate me up, and I hadno time to worry about a mess. Only enough time to feel another bite mark as he freed his mouth from me and dug his teeth into my thigh.

“Fuck…” I moaned.

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