Page 32 of Merciless Punks


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Just when I’m about to lower my arms back down, I’m stopped when one of them wraps around both of my wrists in one palm from behind as calloused hands return to my breasts gripping and tugging at my sensitive nipples.

“Lower her over my desk,” Dom's sexy voice is thick with lust and deep, the grip on my wrist squeezing lightly.

“Don’t fucking order me around,” Logan grinds out as I’m lifted into the air again and placed in the middle of Dom’s desk.

There’s a gentle tug on my wrist and I lower back until my whole upper body is draped over his desk and I’m on display.

“Fuck you too, Russo,” Dom replies back in rapid Spanish and I can’t help the grin that comes over my face at the light banter between them.

They sound like two kids fighting over a toy.

“You find something funny, baby girl?” Logan asks with a smile in his voice.

My grin melts off my lips as the mouths that followed me down on the desk move away and the hand switching back and forth between my breasts is missing too. I’m full-on frowning now, the bliss I was feeling being taken away too suddenly has my body feeling like a hot fuse about to explode.

“What happened to being worshiped?” I sass back and take a deep breath to calm my racing heart.

“Damn. That mouth is sure to get you into trouble, Killer,” Tey mutters with a chuckle.

“Maybe I want to get into trouble.” I’m trying really hard to not pout, needing someone to fucking touch me already.

My pussy is dripping wet, soaking through my panties and I’m dying to be claimed.

“How about we give these luscious lips something else to do besides being a mouthy brat?” Dalton suggests, his voice gravelly and hot.

Oh fuck.

“Lift your ass for me,” Nicky’s tone is deliciously authoritative and dark, It’s always the quiet ones that like ass play.

My breathing is too loud but I swear every time they speak… I feel their voices travel straight to my pussy and it makes me shiver in desire. I follow his directions as his fingers flick my jeans open and drag them slowly down my legs. I’m scooted back on the desk until my head is leaning over the edge, making me slightly dizzy as the blood rushes to my head.

“I look at you and still can’t believe you’re real. Absolutely perfect.” Dom's Spanish is flawless and beautiful coming from his mouth.

I feel like a flower blooming under his words, spreading my legs under their watchful gazes. I want to be devoured by them.

Fingers slide up my outer thighs and grasp my panties, taking their time dragging them down my legs. I can feel my juices coat my inner thighs and slide down until it’s leaving a puddle under me on Dom’s desk.

No one says a word but the sudden trails of lips on my thighs have my back arching and me panting when I realize I have two mouths trailing up my legs on both sides, heading right for my greedy pussy. My bound hands are freed as I shift around and I lower them from above my head until two sets of hands pin my hands flat down on either side of the desk so I can’t move.

“Try not to move, mama, open wide and relax your throat,” Dom warns before the velvety head of his cock glides across my bottom lip and I open my mouth without hesitation.

I’ve never been a fan of sucking off a guy but these guys make me feel like I’m dying, starving for their cum to coat my throat.

The angle is different. For some reason I can feel him more, his cock taking up my whole mouth and stretching my jaw until it aches. He slides down my throat, massaging my exposed neck with his fingers and feeling his cock block my airway. He can probably see his cock slipping down, moving in and out at an unhurried pace.

“That’s a good fucking girl,” Dom praises me with a growl, holding still as I breathe through my nose at the upside down angle.

Saliva and tears run down my cheeks as I gag around him, my hands flexing to grasp something as I breathe through my nose. A bite on my left inner thigh causes me to jerk at the sting before he lathers his tongue smoothly over the throbbing pain as if to take away the pain. I can’t stop moving restlessly as the mouth on my right thigh licks past the spot I need him the most and he continues to leave nipping bites on my hip bone with a dark chuckle. The cold, metal ball on his tongue tells me it’s Tey teasing me, and the only other man who has enough self-control to torture me until I’m ready to combust has to be Nicky.

Both men on either side of my thighs hold me wide open, leaving open-mouth kisses and their hot breath hovering right over my dripping hole. I double my efforts on sucking Dom deeper, humming in pleasure as he groans and clasps his fingers around my neck to feel him moving inside. Fingers lightly part my lower lips, and I can feel them staring at my pussy, seeing the dripping mess pooling, how on edge I am to feel their tongues right on my clit.

“Shame I didn’t save your cum to shove up in this pretty, pink pussy,” Tey mumbles, sounding distracted but I couldn’t focus even if I tried.

Both tongues attack my pussy at the same time, lapping like starving men on a mission to destroy me. I’m a sloppy mess, hearing the wet slurping that goes in perfect sync each time I choke on Dom. My head pounds, limbs shaking but I don’t ask them to stop.

I can feel Tey and Nicky sliding the flat of their tongues on either side of my pussy lips, heading towards my entrance with long, teasing strokes. My mind runs wild. I can picture them clearly, mouths moving together, touching. The thought of them making out, eating my pussy at the same time heightens my pleasure that my legs start to shake violently.

“Someone likes that. Keep doing that. She’s going to come.” Dalton's husky voice sounds from my right, and I’m unbelievably sopping wet knowing he’s watching my body be destroyed in the best way.