Page 51 of Born to Scar

“How the fuck is it even possible for this to be so fucking good?” Cam hisses. “Feeling your cock sliding against mine, fucking our girl. Your ring, Jay, goddamn. That ring. Jesus, it’s wild. So. Fucking. Tight.” Cam’s words nearly undo me.

This is undoubtedly the best sex of my life. This hits different. This is the very core of my pleasure. I drop my head back, letting go of my thoughts, giving in to the pure ecstasy of this, taking the pleasure being offered so freely between us.

“Yes,” Indy moans, squeezing us tighter than before. Her orgasms are becoming more intense.

We’ve been fucking her for so long, but she’s not even close to being done. Me, on the other hand…“Goddamn,” I grunt, coming first. I didn’t even feel her tensing this time.

“Oh…f-fuck.” Cam comes right after me. “Your…fucking cock twitching and her fucking pulsing…” he pants, throwing his head back. “Fuuuck.”

CHAPTER 22

CAM

Indy’s body is pressed so close to mine. She’s still searching for touch, lying on top of my chest. Her fingers slide up the tops of my arms. Mine caress her back and Jay’s abs as he still clings tightly to her back.

My high is wearing off, and I think his is too, but she’s still soaring.

“I told you she fucking flies,” he murmurs on her back. “It takes her longer to come down.”

She moves her hips, making both of us grunt. “You want more, baby girl?” I ask, and she nods, grinding her hips again. “You’ve got to give us a minute, baby.”

We’ve been fucking her for hours.

The intense want to blow the second Jay pressed in with me had me seeing stars. My world was dots of colors. Holy fuck. I had to focus on anything but his cock squeezing me so tight inside her or his ring massaging me or how incredible everything felt. How I lasted this long is a mystery to me.

Jay pulls out, with a whimper from her, and pulls her off me, lying her back flat on the bed.

“Hey!” I mumble at the loss of her warmth and weight. He lies on top of her, kissing down her neck and over her shoulders. He stops at her tits, one in his mouth, the other in his hand, rolling her nipple between his fingers.

She groans and whimpers as his lips trace down between her tits to her stomach. He licks around her belly button, straight down, sucking her clit into his mouth. Her moan is loud and echoes through our room.

Twisting to lie on my side, I prop myself up on my elbow. I watch him, enthralled, and start kneading her tit. He’s done this with her before. He knows what she wants. It’s not hard to guess, but the way he takes care of her is my biggest turn-on. It always has been. There isn’t a person in this world who takes better care of her.

Her eyes close in her bliss, her lips slightly parted. She thrusts her hips, pressing herself into his mouth.

“Don’t”—she breathes in a sharp breath—“stop.”

“Never,” he whispers into her pussy, before shoving his tongue deep into her.

Jesus. She’s so full…of us. I groan. I can’t help it. I want to taste us together. There’s a kink I didn’t know existed. His eyes snap to meet mine. He arches his brow, taking a long stroke of his tongue. His brown eyes never leave mine. I narrow mine, but a groan still escapes my throat. I lean in, kissing and sucking her tits, and her body arches up to meet my lips.

“Don’t take it all,” I murmur on her skin. Sucking her nipple into my mouth, I squeeze the other in my palm. His hum makes her moan louder. It’s something we both love. She might get off on our moans, but hers do the same thing for us.

“I don’t think I can help myself, Cam. We taste fucking perfect.”

With the hand that was kneading her breast, I grip Jared’s hair, jerking his head away. He hisses through his cocky grin.

“My turn,” I growl, shoving his head away.

He laughs, licking up her side, back to her tits. I shove my head between her legs and suck before pressing my tongue inside. As I hum my satisfaction into her sensitive skin, she bucks into my face, her thighs tensing around my head. I thumb her clit, cleaning our taste from her.

The entire upper-half of her body shoots off the bed. She gasps and unleashes a moan that comes from heaven itself. I’m convinced of it. “Shit,” I murmur into her pussy with an instant hard-on. I thrust my hips against the bed for any friction I can get. I see that Indy is jerking Jay’s cock—he is ready, too.

“Are you ready for us again, sweet girl?” Jay asks. She nods, sucking his cock into her mouth. “Fuck,” he hisses. Her body is covered in a sheen of sweat. I crawl back to the top of the bed with them. She grips me with her other hand and jerks while blowing Jay.

I close my eyes, tilting my head back, and softly moan. She turns her head and takes me in her mouth, jerking Jay. “Oh god,” I groan. We inch closer to her each time she switches until our cocks are tip to tip.

She has our dicks in each one of her hands, moving in sync. Jared’s head tips back, his Adam’s apple bobbing. She licks from the base of my cock to the head, licks and kisses both of our tips, then moves down Jared’s shaft, doing the same thing.