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He pulses his two fingers against my tongue.
My pussy clenches, imagining what they would feel like repeating that same movement while shoved deep inside me.
“Be a good little whore for us, and you might even be allowed an orgasm tonight.” Just at the point that my jaw really starts to burn, Ky lets me go. But it’s only for a second, barely long enough for my throat to work down a swallow before he strikes. Replacing his fingers with the pierced head of his cock, which I greedily take into my mouth.
He’s smooth and velvety, invading with the abundance of cocksure energy that comes so naturally to him. The unfamiliar sensation of metal glides over my tongue as his musky scent fills my nose. Fuck, he fills me perfectly, and the taste of him leaves my eyes wanting to roll back in my head.
“Goddamn.” The grunt of dark pleasure in his voice does indecent things to my insides. With heat pooling low alongside the unrelenting ache in my pussy. What I want to do is plunge my hand between my legs and rub my clit while he fucks my throat. However, I haven’t been given permission for that, and I suspect he’s testing the precise extent of how good I’m willing to be for him.
For them both.
“That dirty fucking mouth.” Ky holds my hair on top of my head and thrusts his hips forward. “So damn pretty like this.”
I do my best to gaze up at him, lapping and slurping around his thick length, focusing on breathing through my nose as he picks up the intensity and hits the back of my throat. Over and over. His grunts filling the darkness are the sexiest fucking noise, and this filthy scene we’re creating right here is exactly what I’ve been starving for. To be used by them and treated like their perfect plaything.
But it isn’t long before he pulls out, leaving a long trail of saliva hanging down my chin. He swipes away the mess with his thumb, bringing it to his own mouth.
A whimper of protest escapes me, while my knees are scratched the fuck up; my thong completely soaked.
“Enough of a show for you, baby? Let me see you fuck our slut’s mouth.” The taste of Ky still lingers on my tongue, and yet I’m a shivering mess in anticipation of what Raven will be like. What his cock will feel like in comparison.
This time, I don’t move to take him out. I sit back on my heels, obediently waiting. There’s an unspoken line in the sand here, where this man only does things on his terms. I suspect he’s still coming around to the idea of having anything to do with me—the person who represents everything he hates—let alone fucking me.
Silver flashes on his fingers as he undoes his belt. The clank of the buckle has my clit pulsing like some kind of automatic response to this man. Anticipation of what might come next leaves me panting.
How far will he be willing to go if I can prove to be good enough for him?
Raven looms out of the dark, still hidden by the night and the skull covering half his face, but even so, the heat of him draws near. He’s got his cock in his fist, and holy fuck. This man is thick and veined, and the head is swollen with a glisten of wetness already formed at the tip. I lick my lips and once again stick out my tongue.
There’s no preparing myself for him. One hand collars my neck from the front to hold me in place as he drags the fat head over my bottom lip. Smearing pre-cum, before shoving his cock in my mouth without warning.
I don’t have time to adjust. It’s rough, and he uses me; taking his pleasure with firm thrusts that hit the back of my throat straight away. He has me gagging around his length and quickly turns me into a drooling mess.
When movement stirs behind me, I can’t help but moan with my mouth full of his gorgeous dick. God, I hope this is the point where someone fucks me because I’m going to combust otherwise.
“Help me move her,” Ky says.
Raven’s cock slips from my mouth with a wet pop. My dress gets shoved up, and I’m being repositioned with an arm banded around my middle to hoist me off my knees and onto my feet. I reach out and grab onto Raven’s thighs for support. I’m not sure if he’ll even allow me to touch him like this, but it’s the best I can do considering the circumstances.
Ky is a man possessed, tugging the drenched scrap of fabric to one side. “You’re soaked. So fucking desperate for this, aren’t you?”
Leaning over my back, he bites down on my shoulder, and the shock of the sting causes me to jerk beneath him. The frantic pulse between my legs only intensifies.
“This gonna get you off, is it? Knowing you can’t fight against us must do it for you.”
My eyes slam shut as I focus on taking a few steadying breaths, absorbing the blow of his crude words.
That’s when he chooses to strike. His heat and powerful frame disappear from where he’d been up against my spine a second ago, and his mouth covers me from behind. Every scrape and bristle of his beard has me gasping. Slutty sounds burst out of me—he’s ditched his mask, and his tongue dives into my wetness. As he tortures my pussy, I slide my lips back over Raven’s cock, working him like it’s my only job to make this man come down my throat.
Like my life depends on it.
Which, in a twisted way, maybe it does.
I’m shaking as Ky works me with his tongue, and his short beard scratches against my sensitive flesh. He’s licking and sucking and swirling in all the right places as he eats me out until there’s no way I can hold on any longer.
Moaning around Raven’s length, I really should have known better, the asshole isn’t doing this for my benefit. Ky pulls away just as I’m teetering on the edge. Instead of tumbling into an orgasm, my ass stings unexpectedly with a searing pain.
A smack.
