Society of Psychos (Dead Men Walking #2)

Mateo brought his hand up, swirling his fingers in my arousal and chuckling against my flesh, the vibrations making another spike of pleasure dance through my clit. “Come find out for yourself.”


Niall drew closer, fisting his hand in Mateo’s hair and driving his mouth down firmer on my clit as his eyes locked with mine. “Bring her to the edge, but no further.”

Mateo growled angrily at Niall’s treatment of him, but I moaned so loud in encouragement that he gave in and started licking me again. His tongue was the best sex toy in the world stitched right there into his mouth, and he brought me so easily to the edge of ruin that I was trembling with the need for release in a matter of seconds. But then he drew back, his tongue moving down before he swallowed away my arousal and Niall continued to fist his hair, though he let Mateo take the lead.

“Please, Hellfire,” I begged, pushing a hand into my bikini top and toying with my aching nipple. “I’m so close.”

Niall smirked darkly and Jack moved just behind him to get a better view, his long white hair drying around his shoulders and curling a little as it did.

“No, Spider. I’m gonna be the first to make you come. Jack will be the second. And Mateo here can wait ‘til last.”

Mateo defiantly started sucking my clit, refusing to play Niall’s game and I cried out as he brought me to the cliff again, about to hurl me off it and send me into ecstasy. But then Niall yanked him away from me by his hair and shoved him back so he could step forward instead. Mateo didn’t accept that so easily though, grabbing Niall and throwing him into the fridge, the RV rattling from the impact. Honestly? I freaking loved it when they fought over me.

“You fuckin’ donkey. How many times do I gotta tell ya? I’m in charge. I’m the head dick.”

“I never agreed to that,” Mateo snarled, lunging at him and the two of them fell into a furious fist fight.

Jack stepped forward, pushing my thighs apart and licking his lips. “Look at you,” he said in a low voice inside my head. “Left here ready and waiting like the best fantasy I could ever come up with.” He fisted his cock through his shorts then shifted them down to free it, releasing the monster and running his fist up and down his thick shaft.

“Do you want me to please you, my love?” he asked and I nodded eagerly, pulling my bikini top down beneath my tits and playing with them for him as my hips bucked with need. “You better say the word then.”

“Do it. Take me. I command it,” I rasped.

The RV trembled again as a loud thud sounded and Niall and Mateo cursed as they wrestled, furiously fighting to get the upper hand. Meanwhile, Jack lined the tip of huge cock up with my entrance, swirling it around in my wetness and a low groan leaving him. He shoved himself inside me with a fierce thrust and I cried out, grasping at the table for support as he gripped my thighs and started fucking me like a heathen. The RV had a new reason to be rocking now as he drove in and out of me, his teeth bared and his eyes twisting with darkness as he claimed me just how I liked it.

My lips parted and my moans came out in time with his thrusts, his huge cock so much to accommodate, but he angled himself just right to hit the perfect spot inside me, sweetening every thrust he gave me. I panted heavily, lowering my hand to rub my clit and in moments I was coming, already so worked up by Mateo, but my ruin was for Jack alone as my pussy clenched around him and he growled his approval as he felt every second of my climax.

“You fuckin’ arsehole.” Niall caught hold of Jack by the throat, dropping his whole weight backwards to try and pull him off me but Jack fought to keep fucking me, his cock swelling inside me. I whimpered for him as Niall managed to drag him away, leaving his swollen leviathan cock wanting.

Niall threw Jack into Mateo as my Dead Man ran to intercept him, buying Niall time to grab hold of me. He lifted me off of the table, throwing me over his shoulder and spanking my ass as I let out a squeak, my limbs too heavy for me to even try and get free. Not that I wanted to.

Niall carried me into his bedroom which was the master one in the RV, shoving the door shut and locking it with a key before tossing me onto the bed.

I writhed on the sheets, reaching for him in my lustful haze and he dropped down to kneel between my thighs, leaning over me and caressing my cheek with his thumb. “All mine.”

A weight collided with the door, followed by another one and Niall grinned savagely before he stepped back off the bed and dropped his shorts, kicking them away from him as I took in his inked body and his beautiful cock standing ready and waiting for me.

I scrambled up onto my knees, looking up at him and wetting my mouth before I took the tip of it between my lips and played with his piercing with my tongue. Niall groaned, pushing his fingers into my hair and tucking it behind my ear.

“You look so good down there, little psycho.”

I took him to the back of my throat, a damn pro at this by now and Niall released a stream of curses as I dragged my tongue up the length of his cock before swirling it around the tip.

Jack and Mateo were battling to break the door down and Niall tossed an irritated glance back at it, watching me suck and lick every inch of him before pushing me off of him.

“No time, love. I need to get inside ya before they get in here.” He caught me by the hips, flipping me over and drawing my ass back against him. “Actually…” He dragged the tip of his cock between my ass cheeks, right over my butt where I really, really wanted to feel him. “Stay right where ya are.” Niall moved around the bed and my fingers fisted in the sheets as I remained on my hands and knees, shaking a little with the anticipation of him.

He took a bottle of lube from the nightstand and I grinned in excitement. “Yes, Hellfire. Hurry. I want you now.”

Niall smirked as he hurried back to me and the door made a cracking noise as my other men slammed into it again. I wanted them to break in, I wanted them to come play with us, but I equally wanted Niall inside me right fucking now.

Niall soaked his fingers in the lube, easing two of them into my ass before adding a third and I moaned, rocking my hips side to side, loving the feel of it. When he had me ready for him, he lined his cock up with my tight hole and pressed into me one thick inch at a time, making me brace against the mattress as I worked to take the pressure.

“Ah,” I gasped as he filled me up and his hands held my hips steady, a deep groan leaving him as my body gripped him.

“So tight,” he exhaled before he started moving, our bodies falling into a familiar rhythm now as he fucked me and I let my head fall down to the sheets, my arms reaching out ahead of me as I let him take full control.

His thrusts were deep and slow, but they were gaining pace and I loved the feel of him losing control as his fingers started to dig into my flesh and his demons came to say hi.

A bang announced the door giving out and Niall only increased his pace as I garbled his name and begged for more.

“Good girl,” Niall said roughly and I glanced back over my shoulder as Mateo’s hand closed over Niall’s shoulder, a look in his gaze saying he was going to pull him away again.

“No, please,” I begged, my voice throaty with need.

Mateo met my gaze and I realised he had some handcuffs in his hand which he’d clearly been intending to lock Niall up with.

I bit my lip, placing my hands behind my back in an offering instead and Mateo’s eyes sparked at what I was suggesting. He stepped forward, gripping my wrists before sliding the handcuffs onto them and locking them tight.

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