Page 54 of Falling for A Lie
Her head whips in his direction, as she pushes Reed away, and slides off the pool table with shaky legs as she makes her way to me, her hips swaying and her curves making my mouth water. “ You're a virgin?” She whispers to mequietly, like it's still a secret despite my brother outing me to her.
I look at her skeptically before nodding my head, scared to speak the shameful truth.What twenty-three-year-old man stays a virgin by choice?
“That's why you're not trying to move on me like the others?” She tilts her head, my eyes fighting a battle to remain on her face and not travel to those luscious breasts of hers.
“Little Terror, you don't need to spend your first night with us after months of being apart with a man who may not be good for you.” My voice comes out shaky as the others remain where they stand, watching us see what happens next, embarrassment coating my cheeks.
“Do you want me to be your first? Or are you saving yourself for something better?” Her voice comes out sultry and seductive, She steps forward closing the distance between us. The heat from our bodies mingles as I slide my hand up her pale flesh, the tattoos that litter her skin remind me of an art museum ready to be admired. She shivers at my touch and her breathing slowly hitches as she waits for my reply. I bite my lower lip as my finger reaches her peaked nipple, rolling it between my thumb and pointer finger. “I want you, little terror.” her voice is barely audible as she lets three words slowly escape her parted lips. “Then take me.” Our breath mingles between us like an unspoken prayer, as she closes the distance between our lips. She kisses me like a woman starvedof affection, her teeth and tongue battling mine for dominance as I slowly walk her back to the pool table pushing her until she bends to accommodate my silent demands, I move my hands down and under her thighs to lift her the rest of the way.
Her hands rip at my clothes pulling and tugging the button up away from my chest, the buttons popping in every direction as she yanks it down my arms, her hands fumble with the front of my pants as she tries to make haste with freeing me from the denim prison my cock is trapped behind. I groan as she achieves the goal, in record time pushing them and my black silk boxers down in one quick movement, her hand tracing the small landing strip that leads down to my rock-hard shaft that's aching for release. I pull away from her lips looking at the list-induced daze she is now in “Condom?” I pray to whatever God is listening she says we can go bare,I don't want anything between us when she takes what has always been hers.
The room falls silent as she lifts her arm, pointing at a spot just above her elbow “I have the implant, we can go bare your first time.” She whispers, and the room falls in audible groans as my brother and best friends palm their cocks, not daring to break this moment for me and her.
“Mm, you're truly perfect.” I pull her hips to where she is just in my reach as I notch the tip of my throbbing cock to her soaking wet cunt and slowly push in. The sensation of her walls closing in around me has me stuttering my movements halfway forward as I suck in a deep breath, her eyes move frommy face to where we are connected and a mischievous grin graces her lips as she hooks her legs behind my ass and pulls me all the way forward sheathing me into her, she groans out a sinful sound as she rolls her hips onto my shaft making me slip in and out slowly of her.
Her cunt holding my cock like a vice as she drips down my balls, I groan out, moving my hand to her neck gripping it in my hand like the perfect necklace as I begin to quicken my pace, the pool table below us creaking and blending into our labored breathing. She watches me with rapt attention as her mouth hangs open in a barely audible moan.
She grips the felt below her, her nails scratching and making the fabric peel beneath her fingers as I begin to pound harder and rougher into her, punishing her for breaking my heart and rewarding her for coming back. I loosen the grip around her neck and she sucks in a raspy breath, my name dancing from her tongue like a prayer as she begs me to go faster and harder and, like the man she makes me, I oblige her demands.
My hands grip her waist in a bruising grip as I slam into her, my cock disappearing in between her wet folds, like it's finally found where it belongs. The grunts and curses slip from my lips as I feel my balls begin to tighten with my much-needed release, the others moaning in the background are the only sign that they're still around watching me lose my virginity to the girl I've always been obsessed with.
I move my fingers down, pinch the bundled nerve between my fingers, and twist it watching as she shatters below me as I slam in one, two, and three more times. My release coated her insides, leaving pieces of my soul behind with it. I groan as I slowly pull free from her, her legs shaking with the aftermath of her orgasm as she lifts on her elbows to look at me, her eyes tracing down my body like it's cementing it to her memory.
“Let me get you something to clean up with, I'll be right back,” I whisper the words for only her as I reluctantly turn away from the girl who now owns another part of me.
Chapter thirty-five
Soren
Caden steps between my spread thighs, wedging his body into the space, causing his boxers to rub against my wet and sensitive skin, sending a chill creeping up my spine. He smiles at me with an unsettling aura as he leans down, his lips only inches from mine, and whispers so that only I can hear, “Just because you're his first doesn't mean you're special. You're still just a toy to be used. That's all you were tonight, a hole to fuckso he could lose his virginity finally. ” His words struck a chord, causing tears to well up in my eyes as I scoot away, creating distance between us.
“Where are you going, Peach? I'm not finished with you yet. Pretty boy, grab our toy and take her to the playroom. I want her strung to the cross now. It's time for the real fun to begin.” Caden demands with a haughty tone and waving his hands dismissively.
He turns on his heels and strides down the far left hallway, leaving me vulnerable to Radley's advances. He flashes me a cocky grin, snatching my legs and pulling me against his body. Effortlessly, he lifts me and begins to head in the direction Caden just went. Reed follows behind us quietly, an uncertain expression gracing his handsome features, making my stomach churn with nerves. As we pass Drake, who returns with a wet towel in hand, he sighs and takes his position beside Reed.
We continue down the dimly lit hallway, where photographs of the men and their families adorn the walls, and four evenly spaced doors likely lead to their rooms. I will make a mental note to investigate later. I'm curious whether their rooms will provide any insight into the men they have become since I left all those months ago.
The sound of ‘Wicked Games by The Weekend' Filters through the open door. The air is thick with tension as we makeour way to the end of the hallway, approaching a door that leads to a room illuminated in red and white.
I gulp audibly, overwhelmed by the anticipation of what lies behind that door. The realization that I may have made a grave mistake in striking this deal hits me as Radley pushes the door wider, allowing me to glimpse the interior of the room we are now entering. The sight before us makes me squirm, desperate to escape the torment I have unwittingly placed myself in.
“Now,Beauty. Are you afraid?” Radley's voice halts my steps, and I pause at the absurdity of the question shooting him a death glare.Of fucking course I’m scared.
The walls glow a sinister blood red from the LED lights lining the ceiling, casting an eerie shadow over the various whips, crops, and chains hanging from evenly spaced hooks. In the center of the room stands a large cross, with black straps that I assume are meant for arms and legs. To the right, drawers line the wall, displaying knives of various sizes and shapes.I am way over my head. This is bad. They’re going to kill me before Jace even has a chance to intervene and do it himself.
“Bring her here baby.” Caden's voice comes out sickly sweet as Radley begins to walk us further into the room, obeying his orders like a good little boy. Panic begins to seize my heart as we stop in front of him, I turn to look at him fully and take in what's in his palm. The metal shines under the lightand I give myself a moment to fully make out the collar that's there resting in his hand. It has prongs on it that will dig into the flesh if pulled a certain way, but the other collar he holds has spikes pointing outwards so if it's gripped it will puncture the offending hand and not your neck.
“These are for you,Peach. We don't want anyone outside of this room and the two you seemed worthy to be added into the mix to touch what is ours. To ensure that doesn't happen, you will be a good bitch and wear her collar at all times. Understand?” Caden steps up to me, the heat from his body caressing my cold exposed flesh.
I suck in a greedy breath and look at him with a refusal to wear a collar on my tongue.Has he lost his fucking mind? But now is not the time for argument, I gave that right away when I presented them with the offer they agreed to. I'm to be used in whatever way they see fit, and if that's with collaring me like a bitch he says I am. So be it. If he expects this to be what causes me to back out of our agreement, he's sorely mistaken.
“Go ahead,Little Scottish Man.” I place my hand on my hip cocking it to the side in a silent challenge to see if he will put that fucking collar around my neck. He smirks at me as he steps forward, his hand shooting out to grip my neck in a bruising grip as he yanks me forward, “There's nothing little about me, you should know that first hand,Damsel.” His lips brush mine as the words deep into my flesh cause a wetness to drip down my thighs he grins at me, raises his hand with thecollar that has the prongs on the inside, and begins to fasten it around my slender neck. The prongs dig into the meaty flesh as the cool sensation from the cold metal sends shivers down my spine, making my teeth chatter with nervous anticipation.
“You’re such a good little whore for me.” I go to step away from him, but a hand around my wrist and a finger hooked into the collar make it hard to move. The prongs dig in, breaking the skin, “Come now, it's our turn to play.” He takes my hand, not giving me much of an option. I suck in a deep breath, as I follow him to the cross on the far right wall. Reed and Rad come up beside me as Drake stands at the door, nervously looking between me and Caden.
“ Can we determine a safe word before you take this further, she still needs to have a right to back out if it becomes too much?” Reed says as he steps up beside me tracing up my arm from my elbow to my neck.
“Fine. What will the safeword be,Peach?” Caden takes me in fully, waiting for my reply. I look at the asshole before me and decide that if he wants to play dirty I can go dirtier. I place my finger on my chin in a mocking motion “ What was that teacher's name from junior year?” I look at Caden dead in his eyes, as a small smirk creeps across my lips, and he looks at me with a wide mouth.