Page 104 of Circus From Hell

“You want your cum in her, Arlo? Fill her full of it, watch it leak out, and I’ll fuck it back into her.”

His cheeks flush red. He’s desperate for air, nodding eagerly against Micha’s hold.

My orgasm teeters on the edge. I feel Arlo twitch inside of me, and his heart races faster. It makes white and gold sparks flick from my hands and my pussy, skimming his cock with hot pinpricks. His whole body jerks, his cock pulsing with my energy.

Arlo requires air immediately, and Micha lets go.

He gasps loudly, thrusts harshly, and cum erupts inside of me. I bite into my bottom lip as my second orgasm of the night overtakes me, making my body shiver and twitch as Arlo pants and fucks into me quickly, making sure I take every last drop. Ecstasy shoots through my veins with the voltage keeping my body alive. It wraps around me, seeps into me, and overpowers me.

I slump back against the mattress, although I’m not tired.

The second orgasm has helped push me closer to satiation, but when I arch my head up to look at Micha and Arlo, that disappears. Micha’s trousers are aside, and his cock is in his hand. He’s kissing Arlo’s neck, and Arlo is staring at the space between my legs, watching his cum drip back out.

“Are you ready for Micha?”

“She doesn’t get to answer that.” Micha grins and pulls me closer with his hands wrapped around my thighs, rock-hard cock protruding and meeting my entrance. “She’s going to take my cock if it’s the last thing she does. And don’t get it twisted, Stitches. I may be the last one in this pretty pussy, but I’ll be the first one in that ass.”

He rams inside of me without warning, seating himself fully and freezing.

“Let’s see how flexible you really are.” He brings my legs up with a grip on either calf, pushing them down so he’s folding me in half. My knees are by my ears, and it’s a position I fall into easily, putting no strain on my body. I’ve never felt so exposed. He pulls back out to slam in, and he hits parts of me at angles I’ve never experienced. His cock is slightly thicker than Arlo’s, and it feels heightened in this position.

“Arlo,” I whimper, grabbing aimlessly as Micha’s body covers me. Micha’s eyes are honed in on mine, his face inches away, and he fucks me hard and fast. Arlo comes to lie beside me, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

“Let Micha make sure my cum is nestled deep inside of you, baby.”

“More,” I mewl. “I need to come more.”

“Are you making demands?” Micha laughs. His muscle and relentless desire to cause pain, despite my inability to feel it, drive his unforgiving pace. His groin brushes against my clit, and my electricity whirrs faster. “There it is. I’ve been desperate to feel that. It’s like you’re milking me. You’re so desperate that your body is trying to force the cum from my balls. You want it, don’t you?”

“All of it,” I cry, and he groans loudly.

“You feel my full balls slapping against your ass, pretty thing? You want to empty them?”

“Yes, yes, yes.” There’s no hissing of my tongue, nothing but certainty that I want two loads of cum—more if I can find Soren—inside of me tonight.

“Arlo’s going to clean up our cum from your body. He’s desperate to taste all of us together.”

“Make me come then, Soul Guardian.”

His head leans into my neck, and he uses the angle to fuck me faster. Cum leaks out of my pussy, dripping down my ass, forced out between my walls and Micha’s thrusting cock.

“Don’t you start ordering me around. You may have Arlo wrapped around your little finger, but your soul is mine, Karma. Or do you not have one? Are you soulless? On this earth to be a cum-whore?”

“I think she has a soul,” Arlo whispers, leaning over my leg beside my head to press a soft kiss to my mouth. “I think you’re misunderstood, my perfect thing.”

Something inside my chest twists. I don’t have a heart. What is this feeling?

It’s like it aches without pain. Like… love.

“People are right to fear me,” I say quietly as my tits bounce, and Arlo grabs a handful, rubbing his thumb over my pierced nipple.

Micha chuckles, pulling back to stare into my eyes. A light sheen of sweat covers his forehead, and I stretch my neck to look at his cock ramming into me.

“You’re not so scary when your pretty pussy is being played with. In fact, you’re quite pathetic. Now shut up and take my cum so Arlo can lick it out of your pussy.”

“Come for us,” Arlo urges. “Let him feel how tight you squeeze. Milk his cock, Karma.”

Micha slips his hand between us and circles my clit with the pad of his thumb. It doesn’t take long before sparks make my vision go white, and the voltage in my body intensifies, my orgasm barrelling into me. Micha groans out, balls slapping with how hard he fucks me, taking my electricity and filling me with his seed. Arlo talks me through it, praising me, watching me, and Micha buries himself in deep, stilling to keep the cum inside.