“Fuck,” he hisses.
“You feel so–” I start to tell him how good he feels, but then he pulls out and drives back into me. Like he promised, it isn’t slow, and it isn’t gentle.
I scream as his thumb begins to work my aching clit. In and out he goes, until my head dips back and I open my mouth for Otto, needing to feel his cock inside of my mouth. Otto pushes past my teeth until he’s fucking my mouth properly–making me gag as Lachlan fucks me into the bed… just like he said he would.
Everything inside of me tenses up. I’m like a coil, ready to spring. I can feel the way my muscles are pulling taut, feel the power behind the impending orgasm. It’s almost scary–the pressure and the feel of the way Lachlan’s cock fills me so completely.
I’m worried I might be ruined forever.
Fisting the sheets on the bed, I open my mouth wider as Otto pistons into my mouth between my teeth.
Fuck…
“That’s it, baby,” he growls. “Are you going to be a good little whore and swallow my cum?”
I nod against his hands, and he instantly stiffens inside of me.
It’s too much–the feel of Otto’s cock bobbing inside of my mouth, the taste of his cum as it shoots down my throat… he places a hand on my throat and roars as he continues coming.
“Fuck,” he says, his voice low and hoarse. “I’m halfway down your throat, darling. Such a good, little harlot.”
When he removes himself from my mouth, I look up at Lachlan–and he’s watching me with something dark and possessed.
“Come inside of me,” I beg him. “I’m on birth control.”
He growls. “I almost wish you weren’t, pet.” He shifts our bodies so that he’s all the way on top of me, using his hips to fuck me. I wrap my legs around his waist, using the heels of my feet to pull him in deeper. He groans. “I like the idea of filling you with my cum. And then having Max push it inside even deeper.”
I moan as he slams into me, feeling my core begin to contract around his cock.
“Come for me, little minx.”
My body issoclose–and Lachlan uses his thumb on my clit, pressing down firmly. I whimper as he slides in and out, feeling the way the bed rocks with every movement. Looking up into his blue eyes, something dark passes behind them as he bares his teeth.
“Now,” he commands.
I shatter around him. Screaming his name, my nails dig into the flesh at his back as I feel myself clench around him over and over. He stills, coming with me, a roar leaving his chest as I shake underneath him. Toes still curled, I feel myself go boneless as we finish, and Lachlan peppers my face and neck with little kisses.
So filthy between the sheets, and so sweet when it’s over… I could get used to this.
Except I won’t, because tomorrow we’ll all go our separate ways.
Before I have a chance to recover, he pulls out of me. Just as quickly as he pulled out, Max is grabbing my legs and flipping me over onto my stomach. For someone who looks so innocent, he’s rough with me–fingers digging into the flesh at my hips, hands coming to my hair and pulling my neck back.
“My turn,” he growls, and I feel him press himself inside of me before Lachlan’s cum can even begin to spill out. He groans, going still once he’s inside of me. “Fuck. Your cunt feels like velvet, and you’re so fucking wet.”
“You’re welcome,” I hear Lachlan mutter.
My body heats at his words–at the implications of having all three of them inside of me. Max lets go of my hair and pulls my hips back onto his cock with both hands. I cry out at the angle. He’s more curved than Lachlan, and the head of his cock hits the perfect spot inside of me.
“If you want to be properly fucked, you come to me, little minx,” Max mutters. He slams in and out of me, harder than Lachlan was,rougherwith a raw, animalistic edge. His nails nearly pierce my skin as he tugs me onto his cock with every thrust, and I have to lay my chest down on the bed to find purchase–to grip onto something, because he’s about to fuck me into the headboard.
“Yes,” I moan, my cheek pressed into the soft sheets. “Harder.”
He slaps my ass–hard.Again. And again. After the fourth slap, he reaches around and adds two fingers, sliding them to either side of my clit. It’s just enough friction along the swollen bud to send me over the edge.
I come around his cock, and he nearly impales me with force, grunting as he comes inside of me. I feel him pulse into me with every wave of my orgasm, as if I’m drawing his climax out, and the thought has my mouth dropping open, my nerves tingling, and my whole body convulsing. When he’s finished, he places ahand on the small of my back before running it down to my ass and running a soothing, circular motion over the area he slapped just moments ago.
“So beautiful when you come, darling,” Max says, sliding out of me. I go to sit up, but his hand stays on my back and he clicks his tongue. “Keep that pretty, little ass in the air, pet. We want to see our cum drip out of you.”
