Chapter Twenty-Three

Maureen

There is power in this room. Sexual power that makes us stronger. I need this so fucking bad. My belly flutters as I perch on the bed across from them, their masked faces watching me. They will know my pleasure. My ecstasy. And I will give them the display that they crave. That I crave.

"Spread your pussy and hold it open," Riot quips, his voice cold and calculating. This is how he is. He shows passion through darkness.

My skin tingles as I peel back the lips of my pussy. Felix licks his lips as he fixates on it. Val and Atlas's eyes glow brighter than the candles. They watch me under Riot's command with a brutality in their eyes that's both hot and terrifying.

Riot stalks over. He tilts my chin up. "Lie back on the bed. And don't you dare move your hands."

Oh, fuck. I fucking love being at his mercy.

I lie back, my feet still on the ground, and hold my pussy open for them to focus on.

"Felix, come. She's yours now too. Play with her," Riot rasps.

He stalks over without hesitation. I gaze up at his dark eyes, full of desire and thirst. He's beautiful—deep and tragic, like one of his poems. He's also fragile, like a lit fuse.

My belly flutters when he kneels between my legs. He runs his hands over my thighs before pushing my fingers away and replacing them with his own. "You don't know me." He gently peels my pussy open. "You have no idea how deeply I've ached for you. All the nights I imagined touching you just like this."

I quiver as he rolls his tongue up my slit slowly, moaning as he laps up my juices. "Felix… I want to know you."

"I can show you." He slides the rope out from the loops in his robe. He takes his time tying one end around my wrists. They're snug but not hurting me until he pulls them over my head and wraps the rest of the rope around my neck to hold them in place behind me.

My stomach flips. I don't dare squirm, or else I'll choke myself out.

Felix stalks over to Atlas and removes his rope. "There's freedom in restraint, Little Raven. To be truly in control is to surrender."

A spasm ripples through my core as he pulls my legs together and wraps the rope around them from my hips all the way down to my ankles.

Valentin, mesmerized, tosses his rope to Felix. "Fuck, that's beautiful."

Felix smirks as he towers over me. "Like a bird in a cage… who's too blind to see it's been unlocked this whole time."

My heart pounds in my chest as I watch him wrap the rope around my chest and over my shoulders, looping it around each breast before knotting it off around my belly. He tugs on each of them to make sure they're tight.

I can't move an inch. "What are you going to do to me, Felix?"

"Shhh, relax." He slides his finger down my slit, and it's pure torture. I can't open my legs. Every time I squirm, the ropes get tighter.

Riot, Atlas, and Val nestle back against the couch to watch. And that feral streak in me springs to life. The act of being watched turns me on so much I can barely breathe. That they are going to watch him do filthy things to me.

He takes the fourth rope, the one from Riot's robe, and wraps it around my face, forcing my lips to part around it. I shudder as I try not to choke on my own saliva when the taste of resin fills my mouth.

"The ropes are so delicate on their own. But give them a purpose, and they become unbreakable. Just like you," Felix coos. He kneels naked on the bed next to me. "You have never known pleasure like this before."

He rubs the tip of his cock against my nipple, stimulating every nerve in my body. A moan hangs in my throat as he does the same to the other one.

I feel like I'm caught between ecstasy and sheer terror, not knowing what this man will do to me next.

His pre cum leaks out, and he uses it to paint my lips. "I want to keep you like this all night." He runs his fingers underneath the ropes that drape across my belly. "Would you let me do that, Little Raven? Let me play with you all night like this?"

Goosebumps spread across my skin. I whimper over the rope, desperate to swallow and yet strangely aroused that I can't. I can't nod my head without choking myself out. So I try to scream through the gag.

He drags the tip of his cock up and down my slit. "I'm going to fuck these pretty lips of yours."

Oh, fuck. Another spasm rolls through me as he wedges his shaft in between my pussy lips and slides up and down, rubbing his veiny ridges against my tender flesh.

My eyes roll back as my clit shudders and releases multiple bursts of tingles. I cry out, practically begging for mercy with the ache in my voice.

Riot, Atlas, and Valentin join us on the bed. They chant softly, "Mors vincit omnia."

"Yes," Felix moans as his cum spurts out and drips down my slit. "This is a slow death. An end to things that no longer serve us. And death always wins."

Riot and Valentin roll the tips of their cocks over my nipples, stroking themselves as they chase their release. Atlas loosens the rope around my face. But he doesn't take it off. Instead, he raises it slightly so he can slide his cock inside my mouth.

I gag as he pushes all the way to the back of my throat. Fuck. They are destroying me, brutalizing my body for their own pleasure. What the fuck does that say about me? That every tiny little spark of stimulation leaves me wanting more.

Atlas pulls out and Riot goes in, followed by Valentin. They take turns fucking my mouth, choking me, bruising my lips with their viciousness. And Felix watches as he continues to rub my pussy raw, making me cum over and over again until I have nothing left.

Our connection deepens as the rush of our release unleashes our sigils, awakening them to each other.

"Relax your throat," Riot demands. His cock throbs against the insides of my cheeks before a burst of hot thick cream rushes out. He lifts my head so I don't choke. And I swallow every drop.

"Thatta girl," Riot praises.

Before I can catch my breath, Val thrusts in after him. He grips my face tightly in his hands. "Such a good fucking girl." He thrusts hard as I suck and scrape my teeth across his veiny shaft. He twists my swollen nipples until they burn while his cum shoots down my throat.

"I want to taste them on you." Atlas shoves his tongue in my mouth, kissing me deeply, and lapping up the sticky cream. "Mmm, now I'm gonna fill you so fucking full again."

Stars dot my vision when he slides his cock inside my mouth again. My lips tingle around his engorged cock, his ridges twitching against my cheeks.

"Fuck." He pulls out. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue for me, pretty girl."

Another spasm rocks my core as Felix fingers me, rubbing my clit in circles with his thumb.

I stretch my tongue out as far as it will go and Atlas slaps his cock onto it. He strokes himself furiously as he cums. I gag, my body jerking and contorting as his cum races down my throat.

"Yeah, pretty girl. Fucking choke on me."

Their hands and mouths are everywhere now, stroking me, sucking my nipples, pinching my nub, licking my belly. They leave teeth marks on my breasts and red imprints of their fingers on my thighs. I am drowning in them. Falling into an abyss of sensory overload, each orgasm hitting me deeper than the last.

There is no control. No boundaries. With our limbs and mouths entwined, we are no longer separate from each other. Our deviant bones will crumble together in heaps of poisoned ash in the end. It's the devil's fate.

And yet, amidst their darkness, I feel his light. Felix casts it on my shadows, setting me free as he confines me.

When the rope falls away from my face, I lie still as they work together on releasing me from my bonds.

I don't have to lift a single limb. They spend the rest of the night caring for me, washing my skin, applying sweet-scented ointments to my rope burns and scratches. I relish their soft, soothing hands massaging my neck and shoulders, kneading their strong fingers into my thighs as they coax me back to life.

I drift in and out of sleep, barely conscious as they lie me down on a lavish bed. I'm tucked into a thick, fluffy comforter, surrounded by soft pillows. I feel gentle hands in my hair, fingers caressing my arms and legs, soft kisses urging me to return to my deep slumber as they surround me on the bed like a cocoon. My beautiful dark devils.