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CHAPTER

FOURTEEN

CIARAN

“Talk dirty to me, Nope. I fucking love it,” I groan, driving my cock to the back of her throat. “Let me see those pretty tears as you choke me down.”

Draven removes the knife from Noor’s holster, finding a way to prop the phone up on some clothing that’s on the bench. How well it records doesn’t matter, because I’m not sure if we’ll ever use it.

We’d have to be careful to doctor the fuck out of it so we aren’t caught. Technically, she’s still slightly underaged, and the laws about that are pretty severe. Oh well, that’s tomorrow’s problem.

Alastair releases Noor’s leg to adjust his grip on her body. Now, his left arm is wrapped around her back as he hovers over her, allowing him to rub her clit as he fucks her. I’m kind of surprised, because he’s a selfish lover with women. He usually has something to prove if he’s concerned about the girl’s enjoyment, and in a way, he does when it comes to Noor.

We all do. We want her to know that we can force her to bend, come on our cocks, and beg for more. This rollercoaster is off the rails, and I have no idea where we’ll end up.

“How does a poor little orphan like you end up with a knife this nice?” Draven grunts, opening the folding knife. The metalwork on the blade is intricate and beautiful. I wonder what it would look like if it was heated and pressed to her skin.

I never said we were normal. If I hadn’t gotten into this school, I’d probably have fallen in with a shit crowd and forgotten about hockey. I’m the equivalent of a latch key kid at best. My parents avoid me as much as I ignore them. It’s just how it is.

To distract myself from my dark thoughts, I wrap my hand around Noor’s throat to feel the way it bulges around my cock, while making sure she won’t fucking bite me. Her lips are spread wide, drool spills down her chin, but she’s not crying yet.

That just won’t do.

My hips thrust hard as I face fuck her, and my eyes drop back as her throat clenches around my cock. Fuck, even only half trying, her mouth is warm and wet.

“Come on, Nope,” I grin. “Suck, or I’ll ask Draven to carve our names on your skin.”

Alastair’s hand ghosts down Noor’s leg before stilling, and I know he’s found something.

“Do you really need any more scars?” he growls. “I’ll give them to you if you don’t suck his cock. Ciaran is notoriously difficult. I expect you’re going to have a very sore jaw.”

Draven moves things along by flicking the knife underneath the enclosure to her bra. It falls away to give him a better canvas, and I can see from here that her skin is beginning to pebble with attention. Her nipples are harder than diamonds too.

Draven sucks hard on her nipple while Alastair pinches her clit. Noor screams, but her throat tightens as I fuck it. She hollows her cheeks and begins to suck my cock, and her tongue drags along the piercings as I pull almost all the way out before filling her to the hilt with my dick.

My balls bounce on her chin as I piston my hips shallowly. Noor isn’t a pro at sucking dick, but she doesn’t need to be. The fact that she’s at our mercy might just be what I need to spill down her throat.

Draven drags the knife carefully down her chest, making sure it’s just enough for the droplets of blood to well up. The three of us enjoy blood play, and I watch hungrily as he laps at it with his tongue. Dragging along her skin, he avoids her nipple as he moves it over the rest of her breast. Noor complains with a strangled sound, but Draven doesn’t give a shit as he continues to torture her.

It’s a little cut here and there as he moves down her body. Alastair even moves so that Draven can wedge his mouth between where he’s buried in her cunt and her clit. He sucks hard on her pebbled nub, and I swear my gaze goes completely white as Noor squeals.

“You’re such a good little whore,” I praise her, my gaze moving between her face and the show my best friends are putting on. I love those fuckers, even if I rarely say it. “Oh fuck, Nope. Suck a little harder, no goddamned teeth.”

Noor’s dark eyes sparkle like obsidian as she glares at me, but she swallows around me which will do just fine.

“If her tits weren’t so small, I’d fuck them,” Draven says, breathing heavily with adrenaline. “Come on, Twinkles. Be a good fucking girl and cream on Alastair’s dick so I can feed him mine.”

“So because you can’t fuck her tits, I get the pleasure of your cock?” Alastair chuckles darkly. “I’ll never say no to that. Use your teeth. The little shit likes that.”

Alastair lifts her so that she’s only suspended by our strength. She’s so light, it’s fucking ridiculous. It almost makes me want to care, so I squeeze my hand tighter around her throat to help me forget.

Draven follows his instructions, and sure enough, she explodes for us. Her eyes roll back as Alastair and I fuck her between us, and her body tightens as she shudders from her orgasm. Looking smug, Draven steps over the bench to kiss me, and my balls begin to ache with the need to come.

“I’m close,” I whisper against his lips. Draven nods slightly before he kisses me hard. The fucker squeezes and massages my balls, knowing that’ll get me even closer. “Fuck.”

“You’re welcome,” he murmurs before he’s gone. As I blink slowly, my lips curl as I watch him fist Alastair’s hair to feed him his cock.

A tear slowly escapes from Noor’s eye as I allow her to suck in a breath, and then I’m stealing it away just as quickly. Her breasts bounce as Alastair continues to fuck her, his hand on her ass to keep her lifted. His thumb continues its job as it rubs and teases her clit, his cock covered in her arousal as he drives it in and out of her cunt.