Page 8 of Dirty Little Secret (The Devils You Know #1)

SEVEN

SAVANNAH

“You want us all to fill what?” the masked stranger demands, and I’m sorry, but I’m finding it a little hard to concentrate when his friend is fucking me with his fingers. I can’t see a thing because of the hand covering my eyes, and it only adds to the euphoria.

I have never been fucked like this.

Correction.

They haven’t even fucked me yet.

Still, if this is their version of foreplay, I’ve got to say, this is going to be the worst goodbye of my damn life because how the hell is a girl supposed to casually walk away from this? I don’t ever want to let them go.

“I want you to fill my… cunt . I want you all to fuck me. Please. I can’t. I’m ready for it, just please don’t stop,” I whine, and with each word that I say, he fucks my pussy harder, the palm of his hand rubbing against my clit—I am so fucking desperate for release.

They’re edging me, and as much as I love this, I have to feel their cocks inside me.

It’s not a want at this point. It’s a need.

My toes curl, and I move my hands in front of me, gripping the hair that belongs to the guy who's blocking my vision, and his tongue moves higher, licking their cum from my sensitive nipples.

I am going to hell. But, I’ve accepted that.

The whole ‘ask and you shall receive’ thing really works, because if you told me that I’d be in the middle of the woods with three masked strangers, with no light but the moon to guide me, I’d have laughed in all your faces.

But if you told me that I’d be witnessing a live fucking porno where three faceless strangers jerk each other off five inches from my eyes, covering me in their cum, right before all three of them fuck me into a coma, I’d have dropped dead.

Goodbye, me. You had a good life.

“That’s a good girl,” the stranger praises, obviously pleased that I’m a willing participant in this game we’re all playing here.

The sound of movement fills my ears as whoever’s fingers are inside me are removed, and I whine at the loss of contact.

The hand that covers my eyes is the next thing to go, and I blink a few times, trying to re-adjust to the darkness.

I look up, their shadows moving around me, and they each exchange a glance, and understanding of what's about to happen hits me.

Finally.

“I'm going to lie down, and I want you to sit on my lap, facing away from me, alright, baby?” the man closest to me says, and I obey.

Slowly, I stand, turning to face him as he lies back, his clothes forgotten.

My eyes rake over his large, muscular body, and Jesus fucking Christ, he's a sight to behold.

The moonlight highlights the contours of his ripped torso, peppered with intricate tattoos.

It's a little too dark for me to distinguish the ink fully, but it doesn't matter.

You don't need eyes to know that he's hot.

He just is.

All of them are.

His arms stretch out, his hands moving to gesture for me to come closer, inviting me to sit on his lap.

My body moves almost by instinct, and I can feel my pussy clench in anticipation.

I turn, and his large hands guide my ass as I sit upright in his lap, facing away from him.

His hard cock presses against my tight hole, and I grind my hips slowly, teasing him a little.

Part of me doesn't want to look away from him, but when the others move in closer, wearing nothing but masks, I forget how to breathe.

“Lie back, baby. I want to feel your perfect body against mine,” the guy beneath me says, his voice soft and alluring, which is a stark contrast to the gravelly, demanding tones the others have.

I lie back, but not all the way, realizing that he's moved forward a little, leaning back against his arm to support our bodies. He slowly runs his free hand over my skin, squeezing my breast, before moving lower, tracing his fingertips along my abdomen, before settling between my legs.

“I fucking love how wet you are for us,” he says, barely above a whisper in my ear.

And I let out a loud moan when he runs his middle finger through my pussy, then uses his index finger to spread me open.

I didn't even notice the man in front of me, stroking his large cock at the sight of his friend, spreading my pussy for him.

“Fuck you look like an angel like this. So fucking ready for us.

But you're not an angel, are you, Little Viper?

You're a dirty little slut aching for our cocks to fuck you.

You want us to devour you until there's nothing left for anyone else to claim, isn't that right?” he says, and I nod because what we are about to do is far from pure, and he's right. I want that so bad.

What we're doing is dirty, unholy even, but fuck if I'm going to stop them.

“I want you to fuck her, baby. I want you and our guy to fill both her tight holes, while I stuff her pretty little face with my cock.” This comes from the man to my right, looking like a dark knight in the shadows as he strokes himself so close, yet so far away from my face.

I want him to destroy me.

I want all of them to.

“Is that what you want, Little Viper? I’m gonna need to hear you say the words.”

“Yes. I want it. I want to feel you. Please just fuck me. ” I don’t even know what I’m saying, my head is all over the place, and all sense of logic has been replaced with the unrelenting need to be devoured in every way possible by them.

Without another word, the tall shadow closes the distance between us. The moon highlights parts of his strong, tattooed body, now engulfing mine, and I can feel the hard cock pressed against my ass twitch, rubbing his pre-cum along my skin as he thrusts against me, chasing friction .

I turn to face the man at my side, but a hand darts out, lightly gripping my chin with his thumb and index finger, turning me back to look up at him.

“I want you to look at me while I fuck you, Savy.”

Savy?

Before I can process his words, the guy beneath me wraps his arm around my chest, pulling me back into him. His breaths are warm and heavy on my neck, his mask is not enough of a barrier to stop us from getting closer to each other. When his arm moves, I immediately miss his touch.

I don’t even feel the cool weather with all the heat radiating throughout my body at the sight of the two masked men standing in the dark before me.

“Open,” the man below me demands, and I do, sucking his large fingers into my mouth. “Get them nice and wet for me, baby girl.” I do what he asks before his fingers pull out, then I feel it.

I gasp as he circles my sensitive hole with my own saliva. His fingers dance around before he slowly pushes the tip of his finger inside. A wave of goosebumps prickles my skin, and it's a feeling like I have never felt before.

He's going to fuck me in the ass.

He slowly teases my hole, stretching me, and working me, getting me ready for him. The shadow before me moves, and I look to see him coat his own fingers with his spit, still stroking his cock. I gasp when I feel another finger enter me. The burn is strange at first, but I don't want him to stop.

“Need a little help?” The guy in front of me spits into his hand, then brings his fingers down to join his friend’s.

Fuck.

He trails his saliva along the other guy’s fingers before they’re pushed back inside me, this time, knuckle deep. I already feel so fucking full, and I need him to move. I need him inside me right now, or I might just die.

“Please. Please, I need,” I beg on a gasp, but before I can continue, he pushes the tip of his cock against my asshole.

“Are you ready, baby?”

“Of course she's fucking ready. She's a greedy little bitch, aren't you, Savy?” The man calls me by my nickname again, and I open my mouth to ask how the fuck he knows it, but I'm completely caught off guard when my hole starts to stretch, and the tip that was just circling me is now burying inside.

It feels wrong, yet at the same time, I need him to fill me more.

“ Ohmyfuckinggod! ” I cry out, not making any sense, so I bite my lip to prevent myself from moaning something stupid. He pulls out a little, then gradually works his way back in, only this time, he bucks up into me deeper and deeper, until my ass is fully seated on his hard dick.

“Are you okay, baby?” he asks, his voice soothing and gentle. If I didn't know better, I'd say he genuinely cares about me, or at the very least, cares about how he's making me feel at this moment.

“Y-yeah. I'm okay. I just need you to move. Please. I need you to fuck me.”

“ Fuuuck…. ” he groans, before he lifts me by my ass cheeks, then slowly slides me back down onto him.

My vision starts to blur at the corners, and I feel him all over my body as he begins to drive up into me.

My moans fill the cool night air, and I'm fully conscious of the others’ eyes on me.

Observing me as I unravel on their friend's cock that’s now fucking my ass.

After this, if I die, I'd be okay with it, because nothing I do from here on out will ever beat this moment.

He pulls me into him even more until I'm flush against his bare chest, then the shadow standing before me moves in closer, trailing the tip of his dick along my dripping pussy.

“I'm gonna fill you up, Savy. I'm gonna coat your pretty cunt with my cum because I know you've always wanted this. You’re trapped and tangled in our web, Little Viper, and there’s no escaping us now,” he promises, his voice hoarse, and I can tell that he’s barely holding on as he stares down at me.

My every thought is hijacked when he slides his long, thick cock into my pussy, and all the breath leaves my lungs with how full I feel.

Thank God I'm on fucking birth control or we'd be having a completely different conversation.