by C. A. Rene
“Come sit with me.” He rasps, like the purr of a lion before it strikes.
“Do it.” Sky whispers. “Don’t disobey him.”
I step down from the platform we’re on and walk over. As soon as I’m in front of him, his arm snags around my waist and he pulls me onto his lap.
“No underwear tonight.” It’s not a question because the answer is obvious.
“I didn’t have anything silk.” I shrug and he surprisingly laughs at my answer.
“Want some?” He points to the lines.
“Yes.” I husk out, my need overtaking everything else.
“Have at it.”
I lean forward and snort two lines into each nostril. The buzz is nearly instantaneous and I moan at the blissful numbness. Raiden adjusts me on his lap and I then notice his jean clad cock hard against my nearly bare ass.
“I hate how much I want you.” He whispers harshly into my ear. “Would you let me fuck you, right here? Where everyone can see?”
Would I?
I look around the table and see the other three guys laughing and grabbing onto girls, not really paying attention to us. The girls are either dancing in pairs or drinking and keeping their distance around the room.
I roll my hips and grind my ass into his cock.
I would.
He pulls my legs open, having them hang on either side of his, and runs his fingers against my wet pussy.
“This for me, Demon?”
“Yes.” I moan and close my eyes.
He circles my clit and then two fingers slide inside me. He pumps into me and I begin to work my hips in a rhythm to match.
“You see them watching you?”
I open my eyes and see animalistic hunger all over the other’s faces. Hail has his dick out in his hand and is pumping furiously, Torrent is watching intensely, and Squall has his eye on my bouncing tits.
“Fuck her, Raiden.” Hail groans. “Then we want our turn.”
My stomach flips and I immediately stop moving. I don’t want to be the next Diamond.
“No.” Raiden growls. “But you can taste her.”
“What?” I squeal and try to get off his lap.
His fingers once again end up curled against my scalp and I yelp as he yanks my head back.
"Did you want them to fuck you instead?" He growls into my ear.
"No." I whisper.
He shoves me from his lap and I stumble into the table and right myself.
"Get up on the table and spread your legs," he demands. "You're already naked anyways."
I sit up on the table and mash my bottom lip with my teeth, I must do this or else I will be the next Diamond getting gang raped. I lay back, my head resting on the bags of cocaine, and bend my legs at the knees, spreading them slowly.
I'm open, completely bare to everyone, and I'm shocked at the zing of anticipation that skates just under my skin. I don't usually like this, I'm not one to flash my pussy around, hence why I don't do private dances, but this feels so bad yet it's so good.
The guys all begin to stand when Raiden's deep, raspy voice hits my ears.
"Did you guys think you would get a taste before me?" There's something devious in those words, a hidden threat just rolling under the surface.
I squeeze my eyes shut when I feel him rising and coming around to stand at the bottom of my feet. I can't feel him, but I can sense his eyes on me, and my pussy clenches with need.
He leans over me, his big body wedging between my legs, and his mouth brushing my ear.
"You're wet, Demon." His breath heats the column of my throat. "Tell me, is that for my brothers?"
"And for you."
"You want them to suck on your pussy and lick through your wetness?" His words have me arching my back and rubbing against him.
"Yes." I breathe.
"Good girl." He grins and stands back up. "If you had lied, we'd be fucking your asshole."
I swallow thickly at his words and cringe at the thought of his cock ramming me back there.
He pulls my legs further apart and flips the silk skirt up around my waist. His large hands wrap around the inside of my thighs, forcing me to open wider, and spreading me for all to see.
"Her pussy is so fucking gorgeous." I hear Hail moan.
"Looks like it'll taste so good." Torrent adds.
Their words have me nearly screaming my arousal and I do scream out when Raiden's tongue licks a straight line from my asshole to my clit. He groans into my pebbled bundle of nerves and I grab onto his head, forcing him in closer.
He sucks my clit into his mouth while slapping my hands away, and bites down roughly. I'm screaming again as he roughly jams three fingers inside me and lashes his tongue against the sensitive nub. I'm shocked when I feel the orgasm rushing through me without preamble and my back completely leaves the table as I feel my fluid squirt against his face.
Never has that ever happened.
I've heard stories of girls squirting but I have never done it... until now. Raiden doesn't stop as he licks and slurps every bit and I'm once again climbing that crest while watching him.
He leans up and his whole face is glistening with my juices. Those golden green eyes watch me with an intensity that has my insides quaking and I reach for him, wanting to touch him.
He snaps his head back and nods to Hail. It's his turn. My stomach roils with apprehension as Hail gets between my legs and grins wickedly at me.
"I'm about to slurp every bit of this pinkness, girl." He groans and dips his head.
I'm sensitive after Raiden but my pussy is a greedy bitch and I feel myself growing wet and ready to come again. He's good, a little sloppy, and he was right about the slurping. Not as good as Raiden though, and when I look over at the fucker, he grins knowingly.
It takes a bit of time but Hail brings me to orgasm and I may have over exaggerated a bit. Raiden chuckles like he knows and I curl my fist as I think about using his sack as a punching bag.
"Squall." Raiden calls out.
Squall is pale and when his hands land on my thighs, the contrast is startling.
He doesn't say anything, just looks at my pussy, and licks his lips. His fingers run through my folds and I whimper when they make contact with my sensitive clit.
"You're only halfway there, little one." He grins at me.
Fuck.
He slips two fingers inside me and begins to pump, the sounds of my previous releases loud in my ears. I don't think I can come again, I'm starting to feel a bit sore, and my clit is so fucking sensitive it hurts. I don't voice it for fear of Raiden changing his mind and letting the guys fuck me in the ass. I can take this discomfort but I don't think I would live through a gang ass bang.
"She's so tight." Squall groans and slips a third finger in.
I whimper at the intrusion and he bends down, blowing air along my clit. It's actually soothing and when his tongue begins to feather against it, I can feel the beginnings of another orgasm simmering low in my belly.
I begin to grind on Squall's face as he removes his fingers and replaces them with his tongue. My fingers slip through his white-blonde hair and I begin to pant when his nose hits my clit.
I feel a hand smooth down my hair and I look to see Raiden watching me with admiration. He's enjoying watching his boys have their way with me and the look on his face has me toppling over the edge once more.
Squall stands and licks his lips loudly. "You taste like sunshine, little one."
That's new.
Torrent's big body steps up, casting a shadow across mine, and blocking all view. He leans forward, his hands landing on either side of my waist, and his face leans down over mine.
"That pussy has been devoured." I see the forks in his tongue as he speaks. "I'm an ass man myself."
"Ass...?" My heart thumps as he gets back up and flips me around.
I look at Raiden with panic and the fucker just winks at me. Torrent's hands begin to glide up the back of my thighs and he grabs my w
aist, propping me up onto my knees. He grabs both ass cheeks in his hands and spreads me open wide.
"Raiden..." I begin but I'm quickly cut off when I feel Torrent flick that tongue against my puckered hole.
No way. He is not actually going to eat my ass, is he?
His lips seal around my rear and he begins to suck and lick it. I guess he is. It's a different feeling, not unpleasant, and I know my self-consciousness is preventing it from being as good as it could be.
He slips one finger into my pussy and continues to lash my asshole with his forked tongue. I let myself go and feel everything he's doing, my insides quivering. His mouth moves away and I feel a finger start to breach me. I don't want to stop him since I can feel myself on the brink of another release.
I push my ass back and he slides in further, eliciting a loud moan from me.
"That's right, sweetness." He croons. "You like your ass played with."
I do.
"She's so complicit and fucking tight." Torrent says and I hear Raiden hum his agreement.
Torrent adds another finger in my pussy and begins to increase his speed. I hang my head and begin to pant as shockingly my body begins to climb again. The coke is most definitely helping, otherwise I would be a pile of mush on the tabletop.
I begin to tighten around his fingers and he removes the one in my ass, opting to lick it instead. At the feel of his warm wet tongue, I crash so hard, my insides are clenching, and my juices drip to the tabletop.
"Mmm," Torrent withdraws from me. "Look at that."
I don't care what they're looking at, I fall to the table with a sigh, and my eyes close of their own volition.
I'm a fucking fan for ass play.
Chapter Seventeen
Raiden
She's out for the count, strewn across the table, and clutching a bag of cocaine to her chest like a pillow. Her skirt is still up around her waist and her pussy is dripping with satisfaction.
"She would’ve been accepted with highest regard." Hail mumbles and I nod my agreement.
She would’ve been and that's why they chose her. I pick her up gently in my arms and nod to Torrent to start the next part of the night, I'm glad she'll be asleep.
The sheep are the most relaxed if they don't notice the blade coming towards their throats.
"This is a week-long celebration for our group's leader." Torrent’s voice hums over the mic. "Tonight, marks the beginning of our cleansing."
The girls begin to mumble and chat amongst themselves, a rippling effect going around the room in a wave. I am sitting in the center between Squall and Hail while Torrent continues to talk about the importance of giving back to the one that provides.
The double doors open and in walks Magister Markus. He’s one of the top leaders for the New York group. Tonight, is his night to watch his pick for Squall and dance in the aftermath.
Torrent drops the mic and gives a brief nod to Squall, who rises out of his seat. He goes towards the lady he gave his knife to and drags her in for a long sensual kiss. She visibly relaxes in his arms and he slowly walks her back towards the stage. He releases her from his hold and smiles wide.
"Dance for us tonight, sweetheart?" He asks her, running his thumb along her bottom lip.
Hail gets up and begins to usher the other girls out of the room, telling them this is a private show, and to get some much-needed rest for tomorrow. A few protest, wanting to continue their drinking but he's quick to shoot them down and telling them to party in their own rooms.
"Tell us your name." He asks her.
"They call me Star..."
"No," Squall cuts her off. "Your real name."
"Shannon." She whispers.
I chance a look at Markus and watch as his attention is rapt on this Shannon he chose for our first night.
"Thank you for your time." Squall kisses her cheek and waves towards the small stage. "Please, if you will."
Shannon is a bigger girl, but her body is beautiful, and proportionately perfect. Her full hips swing in tune with the music and I begin to grow hard watching how she works her body. Her long black hair reminds me of my demon and now I'm rock hard, aching for release.
Her shirt comes off and is thrown to the side as she turns to face us, her hands inadequately holding her breasts' fullness. She gyrates her hips from left to right and I watch Squall bite his fist, the lust evident in his gaze. He stands up and walks to her, his arms outstretched.
"Can I dance with you, Shannon?" He asks. "Can I help you fly?"
Her brow crinkles in slight confusion but after a beat she nods her approval. That's all Markus needs, for them to agree to be our sacrifice, and to accept their fate.
Squall goes to stand behind her and grabs onto her hips, swinging with her softly. His left hand skims up her torso and over her gorgeous tits, stopping as he clenches it around her throat.
Markus walks to the front of the stage, staring up at them, and waiting for the spray of blood to coat his skin.
“Thank you for your sacrifice, Shannon.” Markus says with an evil grin.
Squall quickly turns Shannon around to face him and I storm to Markus’ back, the glint of my blade reflecting the light. Then I slam it through his back into the heart, his mouth opening in a silent scream.
"Thank you for your sacrifice, Markus." Squall says, his eyes closing.
"Thank you for your sacrifice, Markus." The rest of us repeat as he slumps to the ground.
Squall keeps Shannon’s face buried into his chest and ushers her out the door. We will have her off the island and thirty grand richer, that NDA firm in keeping her mouth shut.
I pull the blade from Markus’ heart and roll him onto his back, those dead unseeing eyes peering to the sky. We bow our heads and I imagine him burning in a never-ending inferno.
Squall is once again back at our sides as we breathe in the bliss of our cleansing.
"Come brothers," Squall claps his hands and that wicked smile plays on his lips. "Let’s celebrate his sacrifice for us and watch as all our dreams come true."
They all stand as I bury the blade into Markus’ chest, cutting through the ribcage, and locating the heart underneath. My arms are coated in blood up to my elbows as I open his chest cavity and rip out his heart.
I lift it up over my head, letting the blood run down over my hair, and drip down my face. I pass the heart to Squall and watch as the wet warmth runs down his white hair, unto his face. He holds it up over his head, tipping his face back, and squeezing it until the blood flows over his chest. Then he passes it to Torrent.
“One down,” I murmur. “Three more to go.”
Let the games begin.
Chapter Eighteen
Tempest
I open my eyes and the room is awash with the reds and golds of early morning light. I passed out hard last night after the guys had their feast of my pussy and my ass. I stretch my arms over my head and my hand connects with warm flesh. I look to my left in a panic and see Raiden sleeping soundly beside me, but that's not the alarming part.
His body is covered in blood.
I sit up and quickly run my hands over his chest, searching for a stab wound.
"It's not mine." His voice is low and gruff with sleep.
"What happened?" I gasp, my hands still pressed to his sticky chest.
He opens his eyes and looks up at me. "Are you worried about my wellbeing?"
"Raiden, this is a lot of blood." I lift my hands and see the sticky residue.
It looks like he haphazardly wiped it from his face, but his skin is still shaded with crimson, and his eyebrows have dried clumps in them.
He flips me over onto my back and hovers over my face. "I got to taste you last night and now I want to feel you."
My heart flips with his words and I gasp when I feel his cock bob against my thigh, he's completely naked. I'm still in my dress from last night so there's no barrier keeping him from me and the thought has me growing wet.
“Where did the bl
ood come from, Raiden?” I try to keep my mind coherent.
"Open for me, Demon." He growls and I do just that.
My legs fall open and his big hands slide under my ass, propping me up. The tip of his cock pushes against my entrance but he's met with resistance and I can already imagine what he's going to feel like. His grip on my ass tightens and he spreads me open further, pushing himself in harder. The burn is the first thing I feel as the large mushroom tip breaches me, then it's the feeling of being stretched to a point of damage, and when he slams himself in without any regard to my pain, I feel like he's just crushed my cervix.
"Fuck," he groans, his face in my neck. "You're so tight."
What he doesn't know is I've only done this two other times and never with anyone this large. Not that I didn't know what opening my legs to him would bring me, I did see him fuck Diamond, and I still wanted him.
I watch his face, pink with blood, and the blood caked on his chest breaking off, as he moves into my body.
“Did you kill another bird?” I ask as he stills inside me. “Like you do on stage?”
“Yeah, I did.” His full lips pull back from his white teeth. “And it’s soaring high in the sky.”
He pulls out and slams back in, causing me to scream out painfully. It feels like he's ripping my insides as he lays into me and never once checks to see if my screams are indeed of pleasure. It takes a while but I begin to get used to his size and I feel myself getting wetter, pleasure slowly replacing the pain. My hands settle on his back and when he increases his thrusts, my nails scrape down to his ass as I scream his name.
"You need to come now, Demon." He grunts between his thrusts. "Or you won't come at all."
I want him to kiss me, I want that connection but when I lift my mouth near his, he brings a hand to cover it, and pushes me back to the bed. He has two more thrusts and then he pulls out, holding his cock over my belly. Thick white ropes of cum lace across the stomach and breasts of my dress as he groans through his release.
He really wasn't kidding about me needing to come. He pushes himself up and stands at the end of my bed, his muscular body covered in blood.