Chapter 2 18+ Natural-born whore.

Liya’s POV

Gunter, on the other hand, enjoyed my struggles and popped his thick cock out. I closed my eyes quickly, rubbing my thighs in an attempt to fight the arousal the image of his big fat cock, gifted me.

Ryder had fixed himself beside me, noticing how distracted I was by Gunter's cock, seized the opportunity to latch on my left mound.

I gasped, almost moaning at how electrifying his warm mouth was.

I had no idea when I had let my guard down till I felt my legs get hooked around Gunter's neck and his warm kisses drag down to my dampened core.

"Ah!!" I moaned, unable to grasp where exactly the electrifying jolt of pleasure was coming from.

Gunter swiped his tongue over my clit before saying, "Ryder, you see what I'm saying? She's a born whore."

Damn it! I was getting wet again! I really don't know how I'm getting comfortable with their touch! I'm even questioning myself!

He then invited Hunter, who was in the doorway, "Bro, sure you don't want a taste?"

The room was quiet for two seconds, and apparently Hunter refused.

This turned Ryder on even more, "I'll enjoy it first then."

His tongue teased my buds as he sucked, massaged and licked each breast while massaging the other. His skillful tongue and Ryder's wicked display on my core made me into a moaning mess.

I closed my eyes, unable to watch them any more, ashamed at how my body was giving in to them. It was always like this.

My body convulsed and my legs shook, my heart rate increasing as my back arched. I could feel my orgasm approaching and a scream was about to tear through my lips till both Gunter and Ryder abruptly stopped, raised their heads to get a glimpse of my deprived face and gradually moved away from me.

My body was on fire. They played with me till I could feel my orgasm, but never brought it to me.

I gasped when I felt Gunter’s cum on spurt onto my face but he didn't seem the least bit bothered.

“That cum splattered on you really shows the slut you are.” Gunter remarked with dimmed eyes on me.

“How does it feel to be our cum bucket? Virgin or not, there's no difference between you and a professional slut. Perhaps next time my brother's and I will get rid of your so-called virginity… it would be so much fun to watch you scream, unable to do anything else but enjoy having your innocence stripped from you.” Ryder flashed me a promising grin.

“Stop! I don't want to fuck a WHORE!” Gunter scoffed, letting his disgust show.

Hunter, who was standing in the doorway, then stood up straight and ordered them, "Alright, come out."

Gunter grabbed my legs and slid me down the bed, I gasped at the suddenness of his actions and winced when I felt his strong grip on my chin force my eyes to meet his, “tell anyone about this and you'll FUCKING regret it.”

After that they left and I was like a used condom thrown in the trash, lay in deafening silence while the tears slipped.

***

The next morning.

Pah-

I sprang awake at the icy coldness of the water that met my body, dampening my bed.

"Ah!" I suddenly woke from a dream, looking up to find Ryder glaring at me, his gray eyes betraying no emotion.

“Breakfast won't make itself, bitch.”

I immediately jerked out of bed, ignoring his presence as I scrambled to pick out my things while cursing at myself for choosing today of all days to wake up late. I had a chemistry exam due today!

Seeing me frantically preparing, Ryder thought I was repenting for breakfast, so he left my room satisfied. I quickly jumped into the bathroom, taking the quickest shower of my life. I ran out and immediately got dressed, damning to hell my wet hair as I pulled it into a lousy braid.

I rushed out of my room with my backpack sling over my bag and tossed it on the kitchen counter. We only had one chef and he came only in the afternoons every school day, as per the orders of the triplets, and this was also one of their ways of making fun of me.

I prepared fried bacon and scrambled eggs as fast as I could, set up the dining table with speedy hands and legs, served the food and went ahead to squeeze out fresh orange juice for them, all the while hoping that I still had enough minutes to spare.

Gunter was the first to trudge down the stairs, followed closely behind by his clones. They took their seats round the table, not bothering to wait for the alpha and my mother to arrive before digging in.

“What the hell is this?”

My ears perked up at Ryder's irritated tone and before I could comprehend the reason for his words, hot bacon slapped my right cheek, making me hiss in pain at the burn.

His eyes bore a hole into my head, “Are you so stupid that you can't remember this? I DO NOT like mine crispy.”

"Sorry, I'll remember next time," I said.

There will never be a next time, I thought to myself.

But today, I didn't want any confrontation with them. Every second was crucial, and I had other important matters on my mind.

Seeing that I apologized and didn't resist, Ryder stood up and left.

After everyone was gone, I retrieved an ointment from the first aid kit and applied it to my bruised cheek.

Sniffling, I forced the tears away and skedaddled out of the house.

I drew in a deep breath and began running as fast as I could. I was going to endure everything today, I wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of my tears, I was stronger than this.

Just one more day and I'd be far away from here!