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Ryan Retribution: Chapter 37

JESSIE

Conor and Mikey breathe heavily in my ears and I pant for breath as I lie sandwiched between their two hard, hot bodies. My blindfold is still on, but at least I can touch them now. My whole body trembles and aches and I groan as Mikey slowly pulls his cock out of my ass. He presses a soft kiss between my shoulder blades.

“Love you, Red,” he says softly.

I want to say I love him too, but that’s not in my list of permitted words, so I simply say his name and he kisses me again before he pushes himself off the bed. Conor wraps both of his arms around me and kisses the top of my head. “Love you too, Angel,” he says, and I wrap my arms around him and kiss his chest. “But you know we’re not through yet,” he growls as he slides his cock out of me too. A rush of our cum drips between my thighs and I bite my lip as it dribbles onto his groin. He groans as he rolls me over until I’m lying on the bed and I feel him get up and leave me lying alone.

I strain to hear what is happening next. I knew this wasn’t over. Shane hasn’t even touched me yet, and I still haven’t received any punishment — only extreme pleasure. I hear footsteps padding toward the bed and then the sound of Shane’s belt buckle before the distinctive whoosh of the leather sliding against the expensive fabric of his suit pants. My heart races even faster and I suck in a deep lungful of air. Another spanking from Shane. So, that’s how this is going to end? Despite the three earth shattering orgasms I’ve already had tonight, my pussy contracts in expectation and the wet heat floods my core.

“You think she needs a break first?” Liam asks.

I assume the response is given non verbally as I don’t hear a reply, and I also assume that response is no when I hear Shane’s suit pants dropping to the floor and a hushed murmur of voices before someone lies beside me on the bed.

It smells like Shane, but I’m not sure I trust my senses any longer. Whoever it is doesn’t speak, instead he pulls me on top of him until I’m straddling him, and I notice he is wearing gloves too so I can’t feel his hands. Damn! I would have known for sure who it was then. His cock nudges at my tender pussy and I whimper as he shifts his hips until he is able to push the tip inside me.

“Shane!” I groan loudly.

He doesn’t confirm or deny, but as he pulls my hips down and impales me on his huge cock, I know for sure it’s him anyway. I bite my lip as I roll my hips over him and a groan rumbles in his chest.

“Fuck, Hacker,” he hisses and then his hands disappear from my hips. A few seconds later, he grabs me again, this time minus the gloves.

“Shane,” I whimper as he takes full control of my body, pushing against the sweet spot inside me and making me shudder with anticipation and pleasure. The noise of his belt buckle jangling directly behind me distracts me and when I feel the bed dip, I realize someone else is joining the fun. Well, of course they are. Why would Shane get me all to himself when none of the others did? I assume it must be Liam, as Mikey and Conor have only just finished, and although they are machines, they usually need at least ten minutes to recover.

A calloused hand slides over my behind. “Conor?” I gasp.

“Yeah, Angel,” he says softly.

“I want to feel you squeeze my cock while you get spanked with my belt, Hacker,” Shane growls and I experience an intense fluttering in my core and thighs as my head spins. Conor is going to spank me with Shane’s belt? Damn!

I lick my lips in anticipation. He swore he would never do this until he trusted me to know my limits, but I suppose with three of his brothers standing around, he doesn’t need to worry so much about losing control. Not that I worry about him doing that. I don’t think he could hurt me even if he wanted to, at least not physically.

Conor shifts into place at the foot of the bed and I try to brace myself as much as I can while Shane continues fucking me to distraction.

“Don’t be gentle,” Shane growls to his brother. “She likes it when you make it sting.”

“Okay,” Conor replies as he sucks in a breath.

I squeeze his cock involuntarily as he talks about me like I’m nothing to them. Why the hell is this so damn hot? But although his words sound cold, his actions are completely otherwise as he reaches up and pulls me down until I’m lying on his chest. He brushes my damp hair back from my face and kisses my forehead before he wraps his arms around me. “The first one is coming in a few seconds, sweetheart,” he whispers in my ear.

I nod against him and brace myself as the first strike of the belt hits directly across the middle of my ass cheeks, making them sting with heat. I flinch instinctively, but Shane holds me in place. It wasn’t particularly hard and I can tell Conor is holding back. The next two blows are just as light and although they leave a pleasant stinging behind, I need more.

“Stop tickling her with it, Con. I told you how she likes it. Our girl is tougher than you think.”

Pride swells in my chest at Shane’s praise and I wait for Conor’s response. He doesn’t say anything but Shane sighs and I feel his breath dusting over my hair. “I won’t let you hurt her, Con,” he says softly and the tears prick at my eyes. I know how difficult Conor must be finding this. He is terrified that he might go too far, but to hear Shane tell him that he wouldn’t let him makes me feel so safe and protected.

A few seconds later the fourth blow lands much harder than the first three and I whimper against Shane’s chest as the wet heat floods my pussy. “Good girl,” he whispers in my ear as he rubs his hands over my back and thrusts his cock deeper into me.

For some reason those words almost tip me over the edge. “Shane!” I groan as the heat from my ass and the sensation of his cock filling me as well as his hands rubbing over my skin almost overwhelms me.

“You feel so good on my cock, Jessie,” he growls so quietly that I’m sure I’m the only one who can hear him. “I’m going to bury myself inside you every chance I get for the rest of my life. You got that?”

“Yes,” I groan.

Conor brings down the belt down again, even harder than the last time, and I press my mouth against Shane’s neck to stifle my shriek of pleasure tinged with pain.

“Damn, Hacker,” Shane groans as he pumps even harder into me. “You do love a spanking, don’t you? Your pussy is milking me so hard, sweetheart.”

I can barely form a coherent word as Conor goes on spanking my ass while Shane fucks my pussy. My skin is aflame with heat and fire and I think I’m going to pass out if they don’t give me some relief soon. My ass stings like hell because Conor knows how to cause pain, maybe even more than his older brother, but I’m determined to take whatever he can give me. He keeps on spanking my ass with the belt, until my eyes are watering so bad, the tears are running down my cheeks. Shane keeps holding me tight, his arms wrapped around me so I’m pressed close to his chest as he rolls my hips over his cock. Being unable to see sharpens my other senses and I feel everything in high definition, including the tension that begins to creep into his body.

“I think she’s had enough, Con,” he says but the belt cracks over my ass again, even harder than the last time.

“Conor,” Shane shouts, and the sound of the belt dropping to the floor rings around the room.

Shane’s hands rub over the tender skin on my ass, soothing the reddened flesh. But Conor obviously hasn’t finished and a few seconds later he is behind me again. He leans over me, peppering kisses over my back and shoulders. “Turning your ass red has made me so fucking hard, Angel. You think you can go one more round?” he whispers as his fingers circle my hole.

“Yes,” I pant.

“Thank fuck!” he growls as he grabs hold of my hips and pushes his cock deep into my ass in one swift movement, making me cry out his name. Then he and Shane fuck me relentlessly while Liam and Mikey encourage them from the side-lines. I lose count of the orgasms they give me with their cocks and their hands and their mouths on me, but when they finally find their own release, I lie between them, a complete, gibbering, trembling wreck with not a coherent word in my head. They both pull out of me and I wince as every part of my body aches in the most delicious way.


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