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Just when I think I’ve managed to claw back the very tail end of coming, she reaches one hand up and grips my throat, summoning my stare back to hers.“Reward your good little fuck toys, Master.”
One additional push deeper into my asshole following her demand sends me over the edge.
Inhumane roars rattle my entire build while searing surge on top of surge fills her tight little pussy, inevitably spilling past our connection, leaving me with no choice but to stumble back.
Watch my cum…his cum…her cum…our…cum…paint her lower lips a shade of white I know I’ll never get tired of seeing.
Thoughtlessly, I catch the glob of the thickness, drag it back inside, and grunt, “We’re not fucking done with you yet, Princess…”
Chapter 9
Salay
Three people.
One walk-in shower.
Scorching hot water.
Coconut scented soap.
One dude using it to add slickness to my clit in the front, the other using it to split my ass open in the back.
Admittedly?
I’ve done worse.
But also…nothinghas ever felt better.
How is it that two people I barely know, two people I’ve spent so little time with, can worship my body like they’ve been studying it for the last three lifetimes?
Have they?
Is this all some ancient, cosmic connection pre-conspired by Poseidon and Aphrodite and The Fates to be buried in the ocean floor where it was meant to remain until we found our waybackto one another?
Sounds insane.
Then again…insane is kind of my thing.
Makes sex so much fucking hotter.
“Fuckkkk…” contently grumbles Zero, teeth scraping the length of my shoulder in between rabid pounds.“Her ass takes my cock,” the word is accentuated with a slightly deeper angle, burn being so delicious, my eyes roll back in delirium, “so well, Master.”
“Such a slutty little princess,” Garcia wolfishly degrades at the same time he plants his foot on the lower built-in shelf of the space for stability.“Tell Master you want more.”
“More,” I immediately echo around the humidity trapped between us.
“How much more?” His hand abandons rubbing my swollen nub to barbarically grab my throat.“How much more do you want?”
“All.”
Feeling the tip of his dick circling my entrance is attached to another question, “How much more can you fucking take from us?”
“Everything.” Meeting his gaze allows me to catch it flaring.“Give.Me.Everything.”
The graying haired beast thrusts inside on a single grunt.“Then take everything, Princess.” Zero plants a palm firmly on Garcia’s leg not only for support but additional force in his bucking.“Take.” He jerks forward again.“Fucking.” And again.“Everything.” And again.“Look at me.” Flexing of his fingers around my neck is mimicked by the ones anchored to my hips by the other man.“Look at, Master.” I fight against my blurring vision to follow the order.“Such a good girl.” The praise causes both sets of stretching muscles to simultaneously swell.“Such a good slutty little princess having us both in you at once.”
Zero’s groaning manages to overpower my moaning.
