Page 97 of Retribution
The sound of Carter's belt is loud, cutting through the quiet. I wonder if the flight attendant can hear us as heavy breathing fills the small space. Carter wraps his hands around me, cupping my breasts and he slides inside me with a groan.
He turns us around so we are facing Knox and Killian, a thrill runs down my spine as two sets of dark eyes travel down my body.
Carter slides a hand from my breasts, down my stomach until finally he places his fingers on my clit while pumping into my pussy.
“Look at them watching you, baby. Are you going to take their cocks too?”
“Yes.” I whimper, throwing my head back on his shoulder.
“That’s it, gorgeous girl. Show my brothers how stunning you are when you come.”
When I moan his name, he groans in my ear, and my heart pounds as if it might leap out of my chest.
“Fuuuck. That’s it, perfect Little Heathen.”
It’s all consuming. Carter drives his cock into my pussy while Killian and Knox stare at me, their gazes filled with desire. It’s powerful knowing I do this to them. The girl nobody wanted suddenly being just that.
Wanted.
“Carter.” I gasp as I unravel for him. My orgasm starts slowly, building into a mind blowing sensation, taking control of my body. He wraps his arms around my waist, holding onto me so I don’t fall with the slight turbulence and effect of my orgasm. Carter finishes inside me and then tugs my earlobe between his teeth.
“My perfect girl.”
He pulls out of me and brings me to Knox when he takes himself out of his pants. Knox grabs my waist and pulls me onto his lap, sitting me on his cock. Sliding his hand into my hair, he stares at me, his eyes full of affection. The way he looks at me is powerful and beautiful, like I’m more than I am. All three of my men watch me as if I’m fascinating and if they look away they’ll miss something important. Knox grips my hips on either side and slides me up and down his cock while Killian and Carter stand behind me on either side.
Carter strokes my back tenderly while Killian wraps my hair around his fist, yanking my head back.
“Filthy fucking slut.”
Leaning down, Killian’s warm breath fans over my ear and he bites my earlobe gently.
“I bet you’d even let me fuck your ass while my brother’s inside your pussy. Wouldn’t you, dirty girl?”
The moan that slips out of me comes out louder than I intend and Killian quickly moves behind me and pushes me forward against Knox’s chest.
Kill spreads my ass cheeks and spits on my back hole.
“I don’t have any lube but I bet you can take it, perfect slut.”
He pushes inside me slowly as Knox holds still while my body gets used to the delicious intrusion behind me.
“Breathe, Tesoro.”
Killian drags his fingers over his name on my ass and groans as he pushes inside me further.
“Fuck, baby. I’m going to miss this once it’s covered up. I like my name on your gorgeous body.”
I haven’t told him, but I’m not getting ink over his name. The artist will have to work around it. I like it, and it feels like covering it would erase that moment between us. I don’t want to forget any of it because it’s what got us here.
“God damn it, Killian. I don’t need you to take it easy on me. Fuck me.”
He chuckles softly while he wraps his hand around my hair and yanks my head back, staring down at me, amusement on his face.
“Yes, ma’am,” he says as his lips pull up into a grin, my core clenches with need.
Letting go of my hair, he grips my hips on either side and fucks me hard while Knox pushes his hips upward, slamming into me. Carter pulls my hair into his hands as he praises me.
“So beautiful, Little Heathen. Our flawless girl.”
