Takedown: An Enemies to Lovers Dark Romance

by Lana Hartley

  “Oh God,” I cry out, my voice breathy and exhausted, as a river of my cum flows. Derek's tongue and Tyler's cock seem to be in sync with each other as they push me over that cliff of pure erotic bliss. My pussy marks Derek's face with cum and he keeps plunging his tongue in and out of me, only making my lust gush out of me more. I can hear him sucking and licking the cum that won’t stop flowing. My body shakes hard as I throw my ass deeper into Tyler's cock. I know he can feel my juices flowing down his legs.

  William’s cock is back in my mouth, deep, as I feel him starting to get close to coming again. I’m ready to swallow him and I increase my suction so hard that his cock rams down my throat and shoots a huge, hot load. Careful, ladies, that thing is loaded!

  Tyler moves his hands to grip my shoulders and fist a handful of my hair. The feeling of him tugging on my hair excites me even more. I can feel my clit start to tingle.

  Derek finally comes up for air, his face slick and glistening marked by me. But. Oh my god, he has caused this aching in my pussy that only gets worse as Tyler strokes in my ass, my clit is tingling and my pussy is aching, yearning to be played with.

  William pulls his cock from my mouth and lines his cock up with my dripping wet pussy.

  “Yes!” I squeak out as William's big head finds itself gliding into my pussy. I am so wet his cock slides right into me and my inner walls grip around him as he fills me up.

  Thrusting his hips William's cock plays and explores every inch of my pussy. I reach out to grab hold of William's shoulders to steady myself sandwiched in between these two powerful men, sending me into orbit as Derek presses his lips to mine and taste my cum all over my mouth.

  The bliss I feel somehow manages to bring me back to this reality for a moment.

  Tyler's heavy balls continue slapping up against me; I can feel his heat from his body on my back while his mouth is all over my neck.

  I can feel Tyler's breathing run ragged behind me as he lets a deep growl out, low in his throat as his cock finally explodes, deep inside my ass. I feel it filling me up and running out of my ass, hot to the touch as it runs down my skin.

  Tyler collapses on my back trying to catch his breath, his cock still heavily filling up my ass.

  William looks up at me with a devilish grin spreading across his face, speeding up how fast he’s pumping my pussy so that the wet sound of him fucking me fills the room...alongside my moans.

  I tighten my grip on William’s shoulders. I know he wants to bring me back to that cliff so he can take me over the edge and I wonder if I am going to cum again before he does in my pussy. I am going to let him too because they both feel so good deep inside me and sensually kissing Derek while William and Tyler fill me up is just so damned erotic I couldn’t really hold back an orgasm if I wanted to.

  I need every touch they offer, every thrust, every kiss, every nibble. My body has never felt so well used like this, and I just don’t know one second to the next if I’m going to cum, or just pass out.

  Looking right into William's eyes and biting on my lip hungrily, I know William thrusts his cock as my juices erupt and flow from my pussy. His cock is completely covered as he pulls his cock out slowly, teasing me with the head of it. Taking and placing his head right on my swollen, throbbing clit. My clit flutters from the touch of it.

  Tyler finally pulls his cock from my ass, slowly, and I whimper at the feeling of the fullness leaving me as William teases my clit.

  Derek breaks our kiss and trails his lips down my neck, making me moan more at the sensations shivering through my body.

  “That was goddamn incredible,” I say, panting and struggling to catch my breath.

  They’re all still so close to me, and so warm, that as I shake between them on this marble table that we more than heated up, I’m ready to at once to take a nap...and believe it or not, like run a marathon or something. It is the most exhilarated I have ever felt in my life.

  “You are so fucking sexy,” Tyler says, sinking his teeth into the side of my neck that Derek isn’t already taking care of.

  William kisses my stomach and down until he’s just over my clit. I suck in a breath at how oversensitive I am, but his kisses around it and doesn’t overstimulate me.

  “Wow, thank you for this,” I say, my whole body still trembling. I look at all of them and my eyes kind of roll back in my head for a second, a general dizziness from the amount of sexual pleasure that we all just shared.

  Tyler walks up to me and helps me with my zipper, his other hand resting on my hip. It feels so natural and I realize that every time I have sex with the Seven Freedom Fighters, there was no competitiveness between them when they fuck me. I have no preferences; I appreciate all of them the same. I don't know how this is possible, but I think I’m falling for all of them. I mean, I tend to try and overachieve wherever I can, but this is definitely a new height as far as being...well slutty isn’t the right word. I know what I want, and I don’t see anything wrong with that.

  Of course, you come as hard as I do and take this many perfect cocks, I don’t think you’re going to see anything wrong with it, either.

  I walk to kiss each of my men, hugging them and just generally appreciating them for the support they offer me. They’re my protectors, but they’re so much more than that. I gave them my body, I gave them my trust, and I think that I’m going to give them even more of me, if that’s possible.

  Walking is an erotic tease right now. My nipples brushing against the fabric of my bra, the feel of blood rushing into my legs, or just how perfectly sore my pussy is? Every little thing makes me want to drag my men back to the bed and just fuck until all our problems go away. Like, yes I know that isn’t how it works. But tell that to my throbbing, dripping pussy that feels so much better than my pulsing brain that’s overloaded with the way the country is going.

  All I know is that with the Seven at my side, or me at their sides, I think that we fix everything. I have a renewed sense of hope, and I’m looking forward to the future.

  Snow

  I finish wiping down the board I was making sandwiches on for lunch and look back around to William, Tyler, and Richard in the kitchen with me. “What are these giant glasses up here?” I say, pointing up to the top of the cabinet. I wiggle my ass because I can’t reach it, and because it takes all of two seconds for two pairs of hands to grab my ass.

  “Sometimes a pint doesn’t cut it; Lucien grabbed those for some of the longer nights before we had a princess to keep ups warm at night,” Tyler says, closing his lips on my neck while he reaches for the stein. His firm chest pressed against my back makes me sigh and lean back against him.

  That’s when William grabs my tits and I mewl at his touch.

  “I think we could all use a drink,” I say, sucking in my lower lip and letting my head fall back.

  Tyler’s fingers stroke up the column of my throat. Maybe he knows what I have in mind for a drink? They’re welcome to beer, but I’ve got other things in mind that I’d like to swallow.

  Tyler’s other hand is at the steins and then he pulls a bunch down, setting them on the table.

  “I think we all need to have a drink before we head into town,” William says. He reaches up into the cabinets and grabs several more beer steins. “It will be nice for us all to be in the same place for a moment without having to deal with the full force of St. Carlta aimed at our throats.”

  “Yeah...” I say, and you know my wheels are already turning. I think we should all get into the same room. I think we can fill up these steins, too. I’m eyeballing them and knowing how much my men come, I think all seven of the Freedom Fighters could fill that big ass beer stein and make it flow over.

  But, sure, let them think we’ll just be drinking beer. I mean, I made lunch, I deserve my own reward here...and I know exactly what I want.

  They get in touch with the others and I make myself a glass of water. “Beer’s not my thing,” I say to Tyler, who just watches me while I take a gulp from my
glass.

  William pops open a keg on the kitchen table, and I can’t help but laugh. These men don’t do anything halfway. Well, by now they better know that I’m the same way.

  They all file in and I walk over to each of them sweetly, handing them a stein until everyone has a stein of beer. I raise my water glass, they raise their steins, and I look around at their faces. All of them look at me. Lucien has an intense gaze. William’s got a sweet look over his face. Richard looks like he’s going to pour the beer all over me and lick it up. Tyler looks like he’s reading my mind. Malcolm looks like he really needs a beer, but like he wants me more. Nicholas is actually licking his lips at me. Derek, next to me, wraps an arm around my waist.

  How did I ever get so lucky, to have seven amazing men that are all unique, special, and perfect in their own ways? I’m literally weak-kneed at this point, leaning my head against Derek.

  “To us,” I say, grinning so widely my face almost hurts. We clink all our glasses together and I take a dainty little sip while they all swig.

  “Get your cocks out for me, please,” I say. There’s no time to waste. Revolution is at hand and I’m horny, a little freaked out, and a whole lot anxious. There’s only one thing to do — well, seven. But for them, the only thing is me.

  Those beers are on the table in record time. I mean, hey, they all had their drink. Now, I need mine.

  “Stroke your cocks. I want you all to come for me,” I say, trailing my fingers down my cleavage and down to my clit, sinking my hand in my jeans. “I think we need to take care of something before we head into town.”

  I watch several eyebrows raise, and hear the satisfied sounds as they all stroke their massive cocks.

  Damn, even if the rest of the world is falling apart right now, this is just too perfect. Not just because it is filthy, but because I’m so worshiped right now. Seven men who want to protect me, take care of me, would do anything for me. That desire me as much as I desire them. This is what absolute nirvana feels like, so it is no surprise to me when my clit twitches and I feel my muscles start to contract. “Mmm, fuck, I’m going to come for you. Don’t you wanna come for me?” I inhale sharply, my orgasm pulling me under. A fire lights in my brain and I feel hands touch me as my men all close in around me, their cocks brushing me as they stroke them. I’m surrounded by enormous cocks, and when I open my eyes, I have to resist wrapping my lips around them now.

  My orgasm starts to fade into the edges of my mind and my body and instead my heightened awareness focuses on the cocks around me, all so close to bursting. I’m licking my lips just thinking about it, aren’t you?

  I start to make my way toward the table, winding through the cocks and, yeah, I rub my body against them and run my fingers over more than a few shafts as I walk by. I still don’t think they know my wicked little plan. But they will soon, and it’s going to be delicious.

  “I’m going to—Fuck, I’m close,” I hear Tyler say, and that wicked side of me jumps into action. Without hesitation, I jump to my feet and dart toward the table. I grab one of the massive liter beer steins we were joking about earlier and didn’t put back in the cabinet and run back toward Tyler, kneeling by his side.

  “Come for me,” I whisper into his ear, once more grabbing his cock and stroking him. The stein is in my other hand, and I place it right under Tyler’s cock, tilting it toward him.

  I look to my other men. “I want you all to come in here; I think it might be able to actually hold all of you. I wanna drink it all up,” I say, practically moaning at just the thought. A frenzied lust courses through me and it won’t be satisfied until I get this stein filled to the brim and running over.

  I go to stroke Richard’s cock now.

  It happens fast; Richard gives one final and violent thrust, grunting, and Tyler’s cock throbs against my fingers. A fraction of a second after that he starts gushing his seed into the stein, and my mouth hangs open as I realize just how much Tyler is coming. There’s already a pretty sizable deposit in the stein, and I’ve got five more men that need to come for me in here, too. I’m so wet just thinking about it being filled to the brim and

  I turn my attention toward William, holding the stein right in front of his cock. And I do it just in time, because he starts coming in no time. I curl my fingers around his cock as the first strand of cum flies out from it, and I angle it down so that it all goes inside the stein.

  My heart races faster as I see the stein filling up more and more with the combined cum of all my men. They all come forward and shoot into it, a beautiful display of so much cum shooting right into the stein and all it takes is a few seconds for it to be brimming. Drops of it drip down the clear surface of the stein and onto my hands, and the last strands of cum several of them shoot hit me across my forearm.

  “Now this is incredible,” I whisper, holding the stein in front of me as I go up to my feet. Richard just looks at me, breathing hard and not knowing what to say.

  I smile at all of them, twirling the stein in front of me and watching their cum blend until I can no longer tell to whom it belongs and there’s just seven deposits of lust and trust ready for me to swallow up. I feel closer to them just thinking about drinking so much of their cum that I don’t need dinner, that I’ve got enough protein in me to get me through the night...and more than that, it is just a really deliciously filthy way for me to express how much I care for each of them and trust them all.

  No one says anything, but the expression on their faces tell their own story; in their eyes there’s surprise and excitement and passion. And all that just intensifies as, still looking to all their faces, I raise the stein to my lips and let a mouthful of cum drip into my mouth.

  Their saltiness coats my tongue with all its raw flavor, and I just do what instinct tells me to: I swallow. Their juices go down my throat easily, and that makes me lose all control. Throwing all caution to the window, I open my mouth as wide as I can and tilt the stein down.

  Their cum slides from the stein into my mouth in a fountain, cascading over my tongue like a never ending river. I feel drops of it splattering my face, and a few strands drip down my chin as their juices fill me up to the brim. It is good that I didn’t drink any beer and that I only took a dainty sip of my water because this is so much cum. I drink as much as I can and I’m feeling so full of them that I dip my fingers in and scoop up a swirl of cum and lick it all up from fingers.

  I love tasting all of them but I know I can’t drink all of that! I run my my fingers through the glass and lick it up what I can. “I want to taste all of my men,” I tell them with a wicked grin.

  “You have,” Lucien says with a laugh.

  “That was...” William starts. “That was so sexy, Snow.” He cups my face and kisses me.

  Breaking our kiss, I smile up at him and look to all my men. “I just think we needed a team-building exercise. Plus, now we don’t need to worry about all that cum distracting you when we head into town,” I say with a wink.

  “Aren’t you sweet?” Nicholas says, stroking my cheek.

  “You are all pretty salty, but, yeah, I’m more sweet,” I say, laughing.

  Feeling closer than ever to my Seven Freedom Fighters, it strikes my heart stronger than ever that I cannot bear the idea of losing any of them. I look around at their faces of adoration, and I know that I feel the same. We’re stronger together. We make each other better. Being with them, being theirs to protect and being more than that when and I where I can...I have a purpose and meaning in my life that I’ve never had before. They united for a cause and I united with them. First it was for my safety, but now it goes beyond my wellbeing. I need them like I need air and water, they are everything to me. More than ever, I need the fate of St. Carlta, and our eight collective fates, to be in good hands. And ours the best hands we can trust.

  Derek

  “Alright, let’s move,” I whisper to Snow, and she just nods at me and pulls her hood up. The night is silent, and there’s already a somber
fog settling in — the capital used to be such a lively place, even during the night, but all that ended now that Moira has instituted mandatory curfew.

  “Did it work?” She asks me as we walk down an alley, careful enough to keep our voices down. Even though none of St. Carlta’s citizens seems to be ready to side with Moira, I don’t want Snow to expose herself more than necessary. Which is kinda ironic, since this is exactly the way the gears in our plan start to turn — by exposing Snow.

  I drove her into the capital today, and I made sure that she was seen by Moira’s spies just a few minutes ago. Right now, the palace is afire with word that the Princess is back in town — soon enough, the streets will be swarmed by the military, and there’s no doubt in my mind that they’ll go door to door.

  Moira won’t be able of holding back, and she’ll push the population to their breaking point. Once the searches and arrests start, she’ll have war in the streets. And I fucking made sure of that — this morning I left Snow in the safehouse and visited each and every pocket of resistance I’m aware of. With their efforts coordinated, all they need is to see the military rolling down the main streets to give Moira a taste of her own venom.

  “Yeah, I think so,” I finally reply, looking across the street. Our safehouse is right on the other side, but there’s already a police car parked out front. Shit! I should just turn around and leave, but I can’t let anyone get their hands on anything we have inside there — specially the list William sent me earlier this morning, the one with names and addresses of the men leading the revolution efforts in the capital. If the Queen gets her hands on that, then we’re all fucked.

  “What do we do?” Snow asks me, and I turn on my heels to face her.

  “I’ll be right back,” I whisper, pushing her back into the shadow of the alleys. With what I hope to be a confident smile, I lean in and kiss her. With the strawberry flavor of her mouth on my lips, I then cross the road with a few wide strides.