He takes it even deeper, like he considers it a goddamn challenge, and I fucking love his tenacity.
I plunge into his throat, leaving nothing up to the imagination, and I’m sure he can lick my slit at the bottom of the dildo along with it if he tried hard enough.
“C’mon, you can take it,” Xavier eggs him on. “You’re a big cop, aren’t you?”
I let him breathe for just a second, but he uses his oxygen for swearing instead, “Fuck you, Xavie—”
I ram the dildo right back into his mouth again.
“You waste too much time insulting the people you love, Atreus.”
“He must feel very sorry,” Orion says.
I pull down the zippers of the two boys standing beside me and pull out their half-hard dicks.
“Oh fuck,” Xavier moans as I jerk him off.
“You guys deserve a reward for freeing me from that prison,” I say, thrusting in and out of Foley’s mouth. “Now let me enjoy your bodies.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Orion moans, struggling to stay put as I flick my hand over the tip of his length.
“C’mon, Foley, take it deep. Make it nice and wet. It needs some lubricant.”
I impale him on my dildo, and he gags out loud, tears springing to his eyes.
“Good, I want you to cry just like that.”
“Fuck,” he groans.
I release my boys, pull Atreus’s hair back, and say, “On the ground, hands and knees.”
He does what I tell him to, and I rip down his pants in one go, stripping him bare. His ass is on full display, and it’s so damn perky I can’t help but slap it.
“What the fuck are you planning to do?” he growls, glancing at me over his shoulder.
“This pretty ass is way too thick not to be pegged.” His eyes widen. “Now bend over.”
Atreus
I can feelevery ridge of the dildo as it enters my ass, and I’ve never been this debased in my entire fucking life.
I hate it, I fucking hate how much I love it, and my body writhes with a pleasure I’ve never felt before.
She pounds into me like I’m a piece of meat she wants to bite into, thrusting, unyielding, God, so good I could just about come from the thought alone.
“Fucking hell,” I grit.
She grabs my head and forces me down into the mud. “I don’t want you to talk. I want you to moan.”
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Orion mutters as those two fuckers stand right in front of me as if they’re enjoying the show.
“Orion, give me the bag,” she tells him.
He gleefully obliges while towering over me, and she pulls out what looks like a vibrator. She ties it to his shaft with a string and then turns it on, and the man springs to life.
“Holy shit, holy shit,” he groans. “Fuck, that feels too good.”
“Don’t come yet, pretty boy,” she groans, thrusting wildly inside me. “I need my pound of flesh first.”
