“Kiss my boots.” His voice gets gravelly, as if he likes the idea a little too much.
I can only glare up at him and turn my head away with a scowl. I notice Nicky has stopped beating Stan with a bat, his white shirt covered in blood but he’s actually smiling like he’s enjoying himself. He puts his messy hair into a bun and helps Tey drag a passed out Gary over to my feet face down.
“Don’t look at them, look at me,” Dalton orders, placing a finger under my chin to direct my gaze so I’m staring up at him. “I did promise you something, didn’t I?” He shifts his eyes over to Gary and then looks at me again… it suddenly clicks what he is referring to.
I did, after all, admit my fantasy to Dalton in the dark closet that day, and now he’s making it come true. He’s also messing with me, just like the garage all over again, and he expects me to actually kiss his biker boots. Logan’s leaning against the wall right beside us, silently watching me with that intense, cool, honey gaze, to see what I’ll do.
I decide to play along, but on my terms. I’m taking control of my body, and right now, I want to use Dalton for my own personal gain. I start to lean down towards his boots, making sure my back is arched enough for Tey and Nicky behind me to see how wet I am, my thighs parted enough for them to make out the line of my pussy lips through my panties. Just when my breath is fogging the tip of his boots, I quickly straighten and have Dalton's belt unbuckled in seconds before he can try to shove me back down. He groans low in his throat with desire, wanting me, craves this, as I unzip his jeans and reach in to grasp his big, hard cock.
My fingers don’t wrap fully around his girth, the texture smooth and velvety soft. When I finally take him out, his chest heaves up and down as his fists clench by his side, trying to stop himself from shoving me down on his big cock. His dick really is so large that I’m pretty sure a lot of women can’t handle him, but he’s lucky because I’m not like most women. I can’t help leaning forward to feel the warmth of him on my tongue. I lick him leisurely from base to tip, my tongue dragging along him and making him groan again as he tilts his head back in pleasure.
“This is what you wanted, right?” I purr, wanting him to beg for it.
I pause around the tip of him as a drop of pre cum leaks out, my mouth wide open but I don’t take him in. My hot breath fans the underside of him, and his breathing deepens as he stares down at me, running his tongue along his upper lip.
“I love it when she gets sassy, but I love it more when she’s covered in blood,” Tey mumbles absentmindedly behind me, running a finger down my spine.
“I think she’s using you, Dalton.” Nicky says in a deep, throaty voice, and he gives a swift kick to Gary’s ribs just because he can.
“Why don’t you tell him what you really want, baby girl,” Logan muses, crooking an eyebrow at me as he draws my head back by fisting my hair.
This view allows me to see all four of them towering over me, making me feel small and surrounded. I’m back on my knees, but I can see the difference this time. I’m fucking wanted… desired, but I can stop this at any time and walk away.
“Say it,” Dalton demands in a growly voice, as my neck strains at the position.
“I want you to fuck me. Make me feel good, numb my mind,” I admit in a raspy voice.
I’m yanked to my feet and spun around before I can blink. With my back flush against Dalton’s front and his cock grazing my lower back, he slides his calloused hands up and down my sides, giving me goosebumps. Logan tightens his grip in my hair and controls my movements, making me bend over until my eyes are level with the front of Tey’s pants zipper. Glancing up, Tey gives me a sinister smile. He wipes something off my cheek with his thumb, and brings it into my line of sight so I can see the blood.
“I did tell you that I’d fuck your mouth next time when you’re covered in blood.” Tey nibbles on his lip ring, as he unzips his pants and pulls out his cock.
I can only stare and stare some more. I’m pretty sure my mouth is wide open in shock.
He lifts his shirt off over his head, giving me a view of his six pack of hard ridges that shift as he moves. He starts stroking his hard as steel cock in front of my face, his long length growing bigger the more I stare. My eyes widen as his fist moves away from the tip of his cock, the shiny metal making my mouth water. I want to see what it feels like sliding against my tongue, see if it’s cool and smooth as it looks. His cock is pierced with a barbell. I understand the term big dick energy but these guys really don’t mess around. Long and thick, big enough to make me choke, especially with his penis pierced. I wonder how it would feel while it’s moving inside me, in and out, hard and fast. The thought makes my pussy flutter and I kind of hope to find out soon.
“Damn, Tey,” Dalton whistles as he, too, stares at Tey’s cock. “Did you and Nicky go together or something? You get a piercing while he gets his cock tattooed?” Nicky reaches over and slaps the back of Dalton’s head with narrowed eyes.
“Shut the hell up. Make her moan and I’ll stab Gary each time she makes a sound. Oh, and she likes her ass spanked. That should get her going.” Nicky grins as Dalton glares at him. Nicky goes to sit at our feet, pulling out a knife.
Guess he’s serious about the stabbing part. I roll my eyes as they banter back and forth, glancing away from Tey’s cock to plead up at Logan, but the fucker takes me by surprise. His hand was lightly massaging my scalp at one point with his long fingers but his grip tightens and shoves me forward. My mouth opens on a gasp and my lips are suddenly wrapped around Tey’s cock. He groans loudly when he reaches the back of my throat, the metal piercing sliding smoothly along my tongue as I suck on him hard, and I can’t help the pleasure hum in my throat. My eyes start to water when he pushes deeper into my mouth, pausing, and I struggle to not gag. Logan won’t let me up to breathe as he holds me there, whispering in my ear to keep going while I breathe through my nose. My forehead touches Tey’s abs as I calmly hold still, relaxing under the pressure even as I choke on him. Logan brings my head back and I get one large breath, filling my lungs full of air, before I’m shoved back down on Tey’s cock again.
“Fuck. That feels good. I can feel your throat trying to swallow around me,” Tey says in wonder. He grabs the hollow part of my cheeks with his thumbs as he holds my head to thrust roughly in between my lips, before slowing down to drag his cock back and forth, as I drool all over him.
I can’t help the small moan in the back of my throat as I feel him slide in and out of my mouth, knowing the metal ball at the tip of his cock would feel amazing inside my pussy. Once the sound of me moaning slips out, as I’m let up to take a deep breath, Nicky slices a thin line down Gary’s side, right under his armpit to his hip, drawing blood.Nicky is grinning like a madman as his victim lets out a moan for an entirely different reason.
“You sick bastards! All this for a fucking slut,” Gary explodes and turns his head to glare death daggers up at me.
“Watch your fucking mouth,” Logan snarls like a rabid beast and lets go of my hair to bend down, grabbing Gary’s left hand and casually breaks two of his fingers. “She’s our slut. Show some fucking respect.”
I reach out and place my hands on Tey’s upper thighs to steady myself, as Dalton keeps his hands full of my ass cheeks, gripping them. I stare in wonder at the men surrounding me, they won’t ever know that being wanted like this means everything to me. I know I look like a whore right now. Half naked, letting the guys touch me, use me. My lips swollen and red, and my eyes watering, but damn if I don’t feel pretty fucking special right now. I glance over my shoulder, needing to feel Dalton’s big cock pounding into me before I lose my mind.
“Daddy,” I whisper, my voice husky. His eyes roam over to me, like he has all the time in the world, as his hands grip my hips tight enough to bruise.
“What did you say?” he growls, his gaze bright and violent as his pupils dilate.
“Punish me, use me. Fuck me, please… Daddy.” Never would I have ever thought that just calling him daddy would get this reaction, but I’m going to be calling him that from now on.
“Logan, let me see your gun real quick.” Dalton doesn’t look away from me, until he shoves my head back around so I can’t see what he’s doing and my gaze connects with Tey’s cock like two lost lovers.
