“Say it!” Brent barks. “Who am I?!”
“Daddy! Please stop. Please. I’ll be good. Please!” I scream. He hits me again, and I let out a shrill scream.
“Who am I, Alania? Listen to my voice, baby,” he says.
Focus.
It is not him.
It is not Edward.
I am safe.
I am safe.
I am safe.
“Come on, Nia,” he says. “Who am I? Say it.”
“Da… Brent,” I choke out.
“Yes, baby. Good girl,” Brent says. “Almost there, Nia. Focus on Adrian.”
“Fuuuck,” I moan. Three snaps of the whip later, and I am nearly screaming as I come, my arousal flooding out of me and soaking Adrian as he drinks from my body.
I am lulled into a dissociative state as I am taken down and wrapped in a blanket to be cradled by Brent. I can tell that it’s him because his scent has wrapped around my brain and calmed me. I stay in this state long after we leave, and we drive back toward the house. It’s only when the engine shuts off that I speak.
“Thank you,” I say, looking up at Brent.
“You are welcome, Nia,” he says before gently kissing me.
The door comes up, and I sit up so Raul can pull me out of the truck. “You did well, Alania,” Raul says. “We are proud of you.”
“Thanks,” I sigh.
When we get inside, I go upstairs. I drop the blanket before I lay on the bed face down. A few minutes pass before I drift to sleep.
Chapter Twenty Five
Raul
We are standing inthe room, watching Alania sleep. My cock is straining against my zipper, begging me to go to her. She has consented to free use and knows it extends to me. I’ve just been allowing her to settle first before I fuck her. God, I want to fuck her so badly.
“You look like you’re in pain,” Fiona laughs.
“I am,” I grunt.
“Then, go fuck her awake,” Fiona suggests. “See if you can come before she wakes.”
“She crashes so hard, I bet we could all fuck her,” Adrian laughs. “How about this? Brent and I will fuck her, and then you. When you get her, fuck her hard enough to wake her. Then cover her mouth and fuck her back to sleep.”
“Don’t have to tell me twice,” Brent says as he steps up to the bed and pulls his cock free. I watch as he grabs the lube and coats his cock before pulling her legs apart and bringing her up to her knees. She never even flinches when he rubs lube on her.
“Fuuuck,” Brent hisses as he slowly fills her pussy. “Even sleeping, her cunt is fucking heaven.”
Brent tightens his grip and rocks his hips. Slowly fucking her deeper. Adrian is gently stroking her hair while she is nearly panting in her sleep. She is so out of it, but still enjoying what he is doing. He continues his slow strokes, but when she moans, he quickens his pace. When he comes, he gently lays her back on the bed.
Adrian walks around and repositions her so that she is back on her knees and on a towel, but spread apart so much that she is still lying, but she is also spread open. Seeing Brent’s come drip from her cunt is making my cock ache with a need to fuck this woman.
