Page 147 of Heartless Heathens

“Should we reward you together, Romi?” Corvin lifted his face up from between my legs.

Once he lifted up I became extremely aware that I’d found myself pressed in the middle of an Escura sandwich.

It was the kind of feeling that consumed me like a deluge. Swallowing up weak infrastructure and destroying cultures without a care for the damage it left behind.

I bit my lip as I slowly nodded my response.

“Yes. Please,” I begged quietly and he grabbed my neck from behind, pulling me in close as our lips locked in a hurried frenzy.

I could feel the hardness of his erection pressed up against me, straining through his pants even while I was impaled on his twin. I ran a hand over his bulge, squeezing at the feel of his thickness already throbbing for me.

“Settle down lamb,” he groaned, pulling away from our kiss. “You keep doing that and I’m gonna cum in my pants, and I want to cum inside you. Got it?”

I let go of him and reached down to touch myself, attempting to use whatever friction I could to relieve a desire inside of me that felt insatiable.

“Does it feel like you’re on fire?” Sonny asked, leaning against the wall as he watched his best friends have their way with me. Felix continued to pull his fingers in and out of my tightest hole with a rhythm that was so steady I thought my eyes were going to roll right out of my head.

I nodded my response.

I immediately regretted it once I realized who I was talking to.

“If you’re not going to use that mouth to answer me when I talk to you, I’m going to stuff it with my cock. Is that clear, Pet?” he asked me. “Or is that what you want?”

I almost went to nod my head again but caught myself before I could get in any more trouble, but maybe that was exactly what I wanted to do right now.

“Y-yes,” I cried out, Felix’s fingers raking along inside me, making me well aware of just how full I was.

Corvin’s fingers found my hands, working to assist me in my undoing. He built up that tension, just barely teasing my clit with his thumb and nearly sending me over the edge, but stopping just before.

“Please!” I cried out to both of them, begging for release, but It was Sonny’s eyes I was locked onto.

“Yes what? You want me to stuff my cock in your mouth?” He smirked, but he wasn’t ready for my answer when I moaned out another yes with my climax, forcing Corvin to hold me up as I unraveled into a boneless mess in his arms.

But I was still on fire.

He chuckled.

“You like it when Sonny say’s filthy shit to you, little lamb?” Corvin asked, not giving me time to answer before lifting me off of his brother. He slung me over his shoulder, slapping my bare cheek hard enough to momentarily temper the raging heat searing inside of me.

He took the steps up two or three at a time until he got to the top, kicking the door open and making a b-line for the shower inside one of the mansion’s many bedrooms.

He placed me down on my feet, and before I could wonder if Sonny and Felix would be following, they were already there, standing behind Corvin. Three dark, protective shadows, with their promise to always keep me safe.

We’d toyed the line between danger and reason so many times.

Sonny had said it himself, he wanted my death.

Now he’d had it.

And I’d die a million more times for him if that’s what it would take to feel as whole as I felt right at this moment.

They were everything that I had been missing.

Corvin reached over me, turning the shower into a hot mist and suddenly they were all three reaching for me, pulling the remnants of tattered dress sleeves and my underwear off my body. They followed suit, removing their clothes before surrounding me again in the spray of the shower.

Felix lathered me up slowly, the eucalyptus of the soap keeping me focused on the present even though my head was in a daze. Their hands washed me, each one taking their turn with a different body part as they cleansed the blood off of me.

Our blood.