My hands went to my jeans, unbuckling my belt and undoing the buttons. My dick was so hard, it fucking ached with the need to be inside my woman. My little Scar. The owner of my soul. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for this woman. And being without her for almost a week was fucking crushing. It damn near ruined the four of us. We’d just got her back and this fuck deciding to steal her again made us even more determined to end this war between us and Stuart fucking Carver.
I freed my dick and ran it up her slit, almost groaning at how wet she felt.
“Do you want my cock, slut? Did you miss it? Did you miss us?”
She nodded profusely despite Prescott’s hold on her face. I stroked her hip with my free hand, reassuring her I missed her too. Fuck. I didn’t know what I’d do without this woman. I’d been more stable since she’d been back. Less inclined to lose my shit. She was my balm. The calm in the storm that was the four of us. The guiding fucking light of our lives.
“Mmm, don’t worry, you’ll get thoroughly fucked by all of us when we get home, I promise.”
“After she’s rested,” Prescott murmured. “All of us need to.”
I gave him a nod. Scarlett could sleep in the car, but we all needed to rest. None of us had been sleeping very much over the past week with our desperation to find out where the fuck Mason had taken her.
“You ready to show Mason how much you love my dick?” I asked Scarlett, leaning over her and running my hand up her spine.
She moaned into the tape. I bit my lip before notching the head of my dick at her entrance. Then I was pushing in, unable to help the groan erupting from my lips.
Prescott turned his attention to Mason, giving him an evil smile.
“You should see how she stretches around his dick. Such a fucking sight.”
“Pres’ favourite game is watching,” I added.
The death glare we both got from Mason was worth every moment.
I slid deeper, impaling Scarlett completely. My hands went to her hips to give me leverage to fuck her. She cried out into the tape when I pulled back and slammed inside her. Her hands shifted against Prescott’s, but he had a firm hold of them.
“That’s it, little lamb, you’re doing so good. Take his dick nice and deep.”
She rubbed her face against his fingers. Prescott released her chin to cup it instead. He leant closer and nuzzled her hair.
“Good girl,” he whispered in her ear. “Such a good girl.”
Then he moved back, releasing her chin. Scarlett didn’t look away from Mason. She stayed where she was, allowing me to fuck her as deep and rough as I wanted.
“Let go of her hands,” I said a moment later.
Prescott did as I said. Scarlett laid them on the table, taking everything I was giving her without complaint. His hands went to his dick instead, adjusting it. I smirked and gave him a wink. Watching always got him going.
“You going to make him come, little lamb? You want him to fill you up with his cum?”
She nodded. It made Mason spit out a bunch of intelligible noises behind the tape. Prescott moved closer to him.
“You see that?” He pointed at us. “He had her first, you know. And I’m not talking about now. When you were busy leering over her, he was taking what’s rightfully his. Scarlett has always been ours since day fucking one. We were born as one. We’ll die as one.” He gave Mason an evil smile. “And you? You’re nothing but a fucking waste of space wanting what he can’t have. She’s never been yours. Never will be. Time to get that into your thick skull.”
Prescott turned back to us.
“She’s going to come all over his dick because she likes being told she’s a dirty little bitch who loves cock. She’s our corrupt queen. And she’s taken her rightful place by our sides. The Four Horsemen and their goddess, Nyx.”
I ran my hand up her back and gripped her hair, tugging her upright until her back was pressed to my chest. I wrapped my hand around her throat whilst still pumping my hips, letting her feel how much I needed her sweet little pussy wrapped around my dick.
“You hear that, little Scar? Our goddess. That’s what you are.”
She reached behind us, gripping my coat between her fingers. The low whine coming from behind the tape only made me shove her back down on the table, my body going with her. I leant over her, keeping her pinned to the wood whilst I hammered into her pussy.
“You like that, don’t you, slut? Being ours. Letting us use your little body the way we need.”
I ripped the tape from her mouth, making her cry out.