Page 79 of The Invite (The Massacre Ball #1)

It’s so wrong how they’re shamelessly talking about me like I’m not even here. It’s degrading yet I love every second of it. My entire body is burning up, begging for someone to soothe the flames.

A hand—Augustus’s—collars my throat, followed by a command. “Put your arms around my neck, pet.”

Once I obey him, he plants his feet on the insides of my thighs and uses it to spread me open wider. The material of my panties stretches, causing a divide between my folds. The friction feels heavenly on my clit.

“Take off her panties.”

Ace eyes me hungrily, crawls forward, and runs his palms up my thighs.

I shiver when he reaches near my hip bones, hooks his fingers in the elastic, and drags the fabric down my legs achingly slow with my legs spread.

Rather than throwing them away once they’re off, he brings them to his nose and inhales.

My jaw drops at the dirty act.

“Your girl smells divine, Grayson,” he drawls.

“Wait until you taste her.” Choking me lightly, Augustus groans, “I ate her hours ago and I’m ravenous for another lick.”

My pussy quivers.

Maverick chuckles with his gaze locked on my core. “Looks like our pretty teacher wants a mouth on her now too.”

“Please,” I beg. Their filthy talk is driving me crazy.

“Come and feel how tight she is, Maverick,” invites Augustus, ignoring me.

His best friend climbs on the bed. His bulky yet ripped frame dips the mattress as he switches position with Ace, who lies down sideways beside us. I blush as our eyes lock. Leaning forward, he lifts the mask an inch to suck one of my toes into his mouth before letting it go with a pop.

Soon I’m distracted and moaning as a thick finger circles my entrance and slowly pushes inside. I clench around it, taking it in to the knuckle.

“Is she always this tight?” sighs Maverick in awe.

I can’t do anything as he presses the pad of his finger against my front wall.

“Always.”

“I need more, August,” I plead, digging my nails into his thighs.

Augustus’s voice is rich like chocolate as he demands, “You want his mouth, little prey? Or another finger?”

“Both… Anything.” I just need to be filled.

“You heard her, Maverick.”

Whipping off the mask, he bends and takes a long lick of my pussy. A second finger thrusts inside me just as his lips lock around my clit and suction hard.

“Yes!” I scream in blinding pleasure.

Maverick makes an appreciative noise that vibrates up to my nipples.

I’m held down by Augustus’s grip on my throat as his friend keeps eating my pussy.

I grasp Maverick’s hair as he swirls his tongue around my slit, licking my arousal.

Reaching my clit, he flicks it softly until my walls lock around his fingers as they thrust deep and slow.

“Are you enjoying my friend’s mouth, you filthy girl?” teases Augustus, toying with my nipples. Twisting one tip, he growls, “Are you going to come all over his tongue?”

As if his words have a magical connection to my pussy, the climax takes me by surprise and I spill all over Maverick’s lips and hand. His head jerks from side to side as he toys with my clit.

No sooner is his mouth and hand gone, a new pair of hands cup my pussy and curl around my thigh.

“Has she ever squirted?”

My eyelids fly open at Ace’s illicit question.

“No.”

Ace’s expression lights up at Augustus’s answer. Before I can form a comeback, his thumb presses down on my sensitive bundle of nerves, and he thrusts two fingers into my pussy. It doesn’t hurt because I’m already loose from Maverick’s finger banging, but I still cry out at the invasion.

“Careful,” warns Augustus.

Ace’s pupils darken as he asks me, “Am I hurting you, Nessa?”

“No.”

He slams his digits harder, eliciting a moan from deep inside my chest. “Are you going to come for us again?”

“If you can make me,” I sass.

Maverick and Augustus chuckle.

“I don’t think she’s ever forgiving you, Mav,” jibes Augustus. “Be glad she isn’t holding the knife any longer or you’d be dripping blood on your sheets.”

“Is that right?” Ace hums, eyes narrowing into slits.

His fingers don’t pause, thrusting and stroking my folds.

“Then I probably shouldn’t tell you I let Augustus into your house the first time we had dinner.

” Another hard thrust. “Or that I helped him install cameras all over your house.” Curling his fingers deep inside, he arrogantly taunts, “Or that it was his idea I befriend you in the first place.”

“All that tells me is you don’t have a mind of your own.”

I expect him to be offended but instead, his gaze slides to Augustus behind me. “I was wrong. She does have a backbone.”

“She’s perfect,” Augustus proudly says. Curling one arm around my breasts and the other around my waist, he rasps, “Now, make her squirt.”

Exposing my pussy, Ace withdraws and drives three fingers inside my hole. My eyes squeeze shut as he sets a ruthless pace. My trapped body accepts every vicious plunge. Ace’s wrist is a blur as he pistons it in and out, stabbing against my G-spot with his fingers on every plunge.

“You’re doing so well, little prey,” praises Augustus. “I’m going to give you my cock as soon as you come.”

My ears pick up on a whirring noise as it pierces the air.

When I glance in the direction of the sound, I gape at Maverick rounding the bed to my side with a vibrator in his hand.

“August.” I jerk in his hold.

“Let him make you feel good.”

“You’re going to soak the sheets once I’m done with you, sweetness,” groans Ace. As soon as his thumb is gone from my clit, it’s replaced with the vibrator.

“Ahh!!” I shout. “Oh god!”

“You gorgeous little thing,” comes from Maverick.

A swift and foreign ache ignites low in my belly. Ace fucks me so hard that wet slapping noises strum in the room. I’ve never felt so full. Never felt this strange pressure.

“August,” I whimper. The vibrator wreaking havoc on my swollen clit.

My nipples are tugged and pinched. “Let it happen, little prey.”

“It’s… Oh! I’m co-coming!”

“That’s it, sweetness,” growls Ace. “Give it to me!”

The pressure bursts and I gush all over Ace’s hands and Augustus’s lap. I can’t stop or slow down the stream pouring out of me. I’m too far gone to be embarrassed as I let it consume my senses.

My body going lax, I slump against Augustus’s chest. When I find the strength to open my eyes, midnight eyes admire my flushed face possessively.

Twisting me around in his lap, my breasts press against him, sending aftershocks at the contact.

Despite feeling boneless, I’m burning up with desire all over again.

Especially feeling his thickness underneath my ass.

“Ride me, Ness.”

Reaching between us, I roughly unfasten his pants and tear down the zipper. Pulling his cock free, I poise the moist crown at my opening and slam down on every single inch. The wicked stretch has my head dropping to his shoulder as I grind and adjust to his intimidating girth.

His fingers wrap around my ponytail and tug my head up. While the other curls around my waist. Raising my hips until the tip throbs inside me, I sit back down and both of us groan at the connection.

The pleasure.

The intensity.

The scary mask on his handsome face annoys me and I remove it. Cupping his angular cheeks, I smash my mouth against his and kiss him harshly. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh creates an erotic symphony as I bounce up and down on his shaft.

Augustus’s tongue curls with mine, sucking and licking.

I groan inside his mouth as he thrusts from below. His lips attack my mouth, nipping and tasting every corner. Distracted by the kiss, I cry out when his fingers part my cheeks below and press against my asshole.

My rhythm breaks at the forbidden sensation.

Ripping his mouth away, he pulls out and turns me around. Filling me up from behind, he barks at someone, “Lick her.”

A tongue laps at my clit, wrenching a moan from my mouth. My heavy-lidded gaze drops and sees Ace’s head buried between my thighs and licking my pussy earnestly. He doesn’t even care about another man’s cock buried inside me.

“Play with her ass too,” grunts Augustus, slowing down the speed of his thrusts. “She loves it.”

“Naughty Nessa,” teases Ace with a bite to my inner thigh.

Behind him, Maverick sits on a chair, his cock out, fucking it with his fist. His eyes glued on us. The chair is angled in a way that he can see Ace’s mouth working my pussy.

My focus is stolen once more when something nudges against my ass. I clench around Ace’s finger circling the rim. Scraping my clit with his teeth, he lightly nips and uses that moment to push his finger into my asshole.

“Ah… uh!”

“Goddammit!” curses Augustus. “She’s too fucking tight like this.”

Ace’s tongue strokes me harder. He fucks my ass, matching the thrusts of Augustus’s cock drilling into my pussy.

“Come with me,” growls Augustus, toying with my nipple. “Let me feel that cunt orgasm around my dick.”

Yanking my head back, his mouth descends on mine, stealing my oxygen. Every single sensation heightens and soars my lust. Every inch of me is being worshipped with greedy fingers and lips.

I’m tipped over the edge with a bite to my clit and a cock swelling inside my walls. Augustus yells my name against my mouth as he shoots his release inside me. A never-ending stream of cum spurts in my womb, prolonging my orgasm.

I remember nothing but a floating subspace as I give in to the blackness.

Trusting my devil to guard me.