Part 5 (1/2)

”I'll tell you what, baby. You get us each off one more time and we'll let you go. Even before the hour is up.”

She looks at us, and I know she's thinking about it.

”I'll flip her over this time so she can suck you off at the same time,” Ridge says.

”What do you think, Doc? You wanna get it over quick, right?” She nods her head, and it's all the confirmation I need. Ridge and I flip her over. I pull her towards the edge, so her mouth is near my c.o.c.k. I grab her chin and make her look at me, ”You suck my c.o.c.k and get me off, and we won't have a problem. You bite me, or do anything else, and it's gonna be bad. You got me?”

She nods her head again but I want the words. ”Say it.”

”I understand. I just want this over with. Please don't hurt me.”

I give Ridge a chin lift, and he moves on the table behind her and immediately pushes his c.o.c.k inside her c.u.n.t, not wasting another second. ”f.u.c.k, she feels so good. G.o.d, I can't get enough of this tight p.u.s.s.y.”

”Open up, baby. Suck me off good.”

She closes her eyes and slowly opens her mouth. I push the tip of my c.o.c.k against her lips and her tongue comes out to taste it.

”Oh f.u.c.k,” I moan. ”You taste that, baby? You taste your p.u.s.s.y and my c.u.m on me? You like that, don't you?”

Her head bobs, but I don't know if it's in agreement or because Ridge is f.u.c.king her so hard. Her a.s.s is high in the air and her chest is to the table. Her c.u.n.t drips with both Ridge's and my c.u.m and her mouth is wide open, begging to suck another load from me. I look up and see Ridge has his thumb in her a.s.shole, working the tight ring hard while he pounds into her p.u.s.s.y. I watch that thumb go in and out and wish it was my d.i.c.k.

I grab her hair and push her head all the way down on my c.o.c.k, feeling it hit the back of her throat in one thrust. She doesn't gag, but instead just swallows, and I feel my eyes roll back.

”G.o.dd.a.m.n, baby. Do that again and I'll nut in three seconds.”

I push in again, and I fell her swallow the head of my d.i.c.k. It's the best feeling I've ever had.

”Don't forget my b.a.l.l.s, baby. Lick your juices off of them from when you came all over me.” Releasing my c.o.c.k, she sucks one of my b.a.l.l.s into her mouth, then the other.

”f.u.c.k!” I hear Ridge shout, and I know he's close. Using the tight hold I have on her hair, I put her mouth back onto my c.o.c.k and start pumping into her mouth like it's her c.u.n.t.

I look up and we lock eyes. ”Together, brother.”

He nods his agreement, and we both thrust into her at the same time. All at once, I'm c.u.mming down her throat, hearing her sounds of pleasure as Ridge empties inside her p.u.s.s.y again, somehow triggering her own release.

The three of us c.u.m at the same time. It's perfect.

”Take every last drop of us,” I growl.

After she's swallowed all of me, I pull out and look over to see Ridge has partially collapsed on top of her body. Both of us are spent from our o.r.g.a.s.ms.

I lean down, kissing her cheek softly as she's too tired to pull away from me. ”You did so good, baby.”

CHAPTER FOUR.

CHARLOTTE.

My body lies limp against the bed, boneless from the multiple o.r.g.a.s.ms forced from my body. Even in the large room I can smell the s.e.x permeating the air. Every part of me is on fire and alive. I can't remember the last time I came so hard, and all of it was caught on camera for anyone to see. I was used by two men and got off on it; my face warms at the reminder.

Glancing up at both the men, they stare down at me, their c.o.c.ks straining for attention. Their faces both hard and predatory. Like the want to consume me. They said if I got them off one more time they'd be done with me, but the look in their eyes tells me that wasn't true. My eyes shoot to the camera, wondering how long until someone comes bursting into the room to save me.

The one named Hudson follows my line of sight, and I see his fists clench.

”f.u.c.k, I want in her c.u.n.t again,” Ridge grits out, staring at my p.u.s.s.y. ”It wasn't enough.” He says it like he's in pain.

My body aches all over. It feels like they're still in me.

”Times up, man. Don't worry, she'll be ours again. They can't hold us forever,” Hudson says, a promise to his words. He adjusts himself, putting his still-hard c.o.c.k into his pants.

Grabbing my face, Ridge meets my eyes. His dark green eyes are such a contrast to his blond hair. ”One more taste before they take you from us, but I promise, it won't be the last.” The conviction in his words sends a chill up my spine. His mouth urgently covers mine and his tongue pushes inside. I don't fight him because there's really no use. He sucks my tongue into his mouth and I try my best to not react.

We both freeze when the sounds of cras.h.i.+ng wood and metal fill the room, and my heart starts pounding out of control once again. Ridge pulls himself from me, righting his clothes and looking around the room for something. I scurry from the bed, trying to find something to cover myself with. I feel their c.u.m drain out of me when I stand, coating my thighs. ”I hope you're on the pill, baby,” whispers through my mind.

Ridge's eyes are on the door that's starting to give way, but Hudson stares at me. ”Clothes on, Doc,” he says, before turning his attention back to Ridge. ”This is it, and don't f.u.c.king forget this one is mine.”

”Bulls.h.i.+t, you had the last two,” Ridge snaps.

”Come on, this is the last one. Don't be a mean b.a.s.t.a.r.d, I need this. Plus, you got to slide into the Doc first,” Hudson says, motioning towards me.

They both just stare at each other for a few beats, then start playing what looks like a paper rock scissors game. They're clearly f.u.c.king crazy.

”Doc, I said clothes,” Hudson barks at me again, but the door finally gives way, flooding the room with men wearing riot gear.

I expect them to fight or to lash out in some way. Instead, both of them drop to their knees, putting their hands behind their heads while looking right at me. From their size, I'm sure they could take out a few. They're both huge. Even on their knees, they still look intimidating.

”They raped me,” I whisper, as if it isn't obvious, and everyone looks at me.

”You dumb f.u.c.ks. You f.u.c.king raped the warden's girlfriend? Do you want to die?” one of the guards says.

I need to get out of here. I need to get to a hospital.

”We were doing the warden a favor, breaking her in for him. From the feel of her p.u.s.s.y, I could tell no one's been in there for a while.”

I gasp at his crude words. I'm not sure why I'm shocked-it's probably the tamest thing Ridge has said since he entered this room.

”Get her out of here,” another guard says. One of them lifts me into his arms, and I cringe again because I'm still completely naked.

”Put her down,” Hudson says, starting rise, but before he can get to his feet, he takes a baton to the back.

”Don't f.u.c.king touch her,” growls Ridge, almost in unison as he tries to get up and lash out too.