Page 43 of Devilish Debt
Gentle caresses aren’t up for discussion.
Hell, they’re not even up for consideration.
Frantically rubbing to the same forceful pacing of my hair pulling is accompanied by a snarled, “Muy.Buena.” Ignoring her huff of unruliness to focus on matching Zero’s accelerating speed is simple.“Such a good, slutty, little princess taking his cock like this.”
Two sets of deeper moans flood my ears.
Overwhelm my faculties.
Push me to practically crawl in between them.
“You gonna take his cum too?”
“So close,” Zero announces on a throw of his chest forward.
Forward just enough for me to pretzel myself over it and steal a taste of the sweat coating his nipple.
It’s so fucking salty.
Yet sweet.
Perfect.
He’s.Perfect.
She’s.Perfect.
Why do I get the inkling we’re perfect together?
“Fuccckkkkkk,” groans the younger man, letting one hand relocate to the back of my head to keep me pinned in place.“I’m gonna…I’m gonna…” Clamping my teeth down gets the result I’m expecting.“Come!” The hiss almost instantly transitions into a howl.“She’s coming!” High pitched mewls encourage my hand movements to relish in being drenched and rapidly persist.“Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!” Another hard bite is taken.“I’m coming!”
All three of our bodies remain tangled as we each incessantly quake and brazenly bellow until I’m savagely ripping her off of him and throwing her down into position for me.
I don’t wait – can’t wait – for Zero to move his legs.
I can’t wait – won’t wait – for Salay to catch her breath.
Replacing my dick with his, buryinghis cum, back inside her, not giving it a chance to go anywhere else is the only fucking thing that matters.“You don’t spill either, Princess.” Covering her entire frame with mine precedes one sharp pound.“You be a good girl.” Another.“You hold that shit.” Another.“You don’t make a mess unless Master allows it.”
“Yes, Master,” unexpectedly escapes around her labored breathing.
“You belong to us now.”Smashing her onto our partner’s legs creates pain.Pleasure.Obsession.“Both of us.” He flexes his legs, and she arches her back across it.“Say it.”
“I…” her slick muscles clamp down to make the proclamation before her mouth can, prompting me to fuck her harder.And faster.And faster.And harder.“Yours.”
Steeping my cock into the amalgamation of her juices and his cum on its own is enough to get my balls drawing up, praying for permission to be emptied, yet the unforeseen pressure of a wet digit suddenly being rolled around against my back hole makes it impossible not to blow.
“Fuck!” I bark, head thrown back into unfathomable ecstasy.“Fuck!”
“Come for us, Master,” Zero wolfishly grumbles at the same time he applies just a bit more force.“Make a mess and we’ll use my face to clean it up.”
Salay heaves herself into the last of my thrusts causing her nipples to callously collide into my lightly hairy chest.She breathes less and less and less, yet simultaneously screams more and more and more as her nails desperately scratch my arms.
His legs.
The covers.
The mattress.
