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TORY
IwatchedAustingo,wanting to call him back to my side, but he was right. It wasn’t our time yet.
“I’ll go and watch too,” Jasper offered and headed in the opposite direction.
“What do you need, sweet one?” Zayn asked softly. I turned to look at him, his eyes dark in the shadows.
“I need... everything,” I said.
“What’s got you mixed up, Tory?” Jack inquired, sitting next to me and pulling me onto his lap. His hand slid up to cup my breast, his thumb rubbing over my nipple through the thin fabric.
“Memories,” I answered, pushing myself against his hand. “So many, all at once... of us... I can’t think... I just need to be touched, and I’m so hungry...”
I didn’t need to speak further. Jack brushed his lips over mine. “Then feed, my love, and leave the rest to us.” He guided my mouth to his throat, and in a moment, his blood flowed onto my tongue, tasting of fresh air and the rustle of wind through trees.
He shifted my position, turning me, and a hand slid between my legs. Warm hands slid my skirt up my thighs, and I dropped one of my hands to his hair. As soon as I felt the silky texture, I knew it was Zayn, and I shuddered with pleasure as his mouth travelled across my inner thigh. He pushed my legs farther apart and held them tightly, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of my thighs. He would leave marks, but I didn’t care. In fact, the idea of him marking me as he pleasured me sent a flood of heat through my body. His tongue moved over my outer lips, tickling gently, all the way down to the curves where my pussy met my ass. He dragged his tongue up, licking firmly up my entire slit. I released Jack, crying out, but Jack pulled me against his chest as Zayn continued his assault. I lay back against him then opened my eyes. Wesley watched us, his hand rubbing the bulge in his trousers. I reached for him, and he came to my side instantly.
“Wesley... I need you,” I murmured.
“Anything you need, Tory,” he answered, cupping my face with his hand. I leaned into his touch. Between my legs, Zayn paused for a moment, and I took the opportunity to unzip Wesley’s trousers. I pulled him closer so I could dip my head and ran my mouth along his thigh until I reached the thick vein there. His cock was hard, standing rod straight, and my cheek brushed against it as I sank my teeth into the sensitive skin. Wesley let out a cry, and I pulled back.
“Did I hurt you?” I asked, worried I’d gone too far.
His hand slid around the nape of my neck, and he urged me back down. “Only in a good way,” he promised, his voice husky as I moved my lips over his skin, coating them in the blood that was running freely from my bite. I lapped at his blood and wrapped my fingers around his cock. “Oh gods, Tory...”
Zayn’s hands slid under my ass, pulling me up to him, and I moaned. His tongue licked every inch of my skin, diving deep into my pussy as I pushed against him, my hand tangling tightly in his hair. If I hurt him, he didn’t give any indication as he fucked me with his tongue. My clit throbbed, aching for his attention, but he avoided it until he could feel that I was right on the edge of climax before his mouth closed over it and he sucked hard. I fell apart, blood running from my mouth as I cried out. Zayn didn’t let up. He sucked harder, sliding two fingers inside me. Waves of pleasure crashed through me, and no sooner did they subside before I was peaking again. I turned, sliding my mouth over Wesley’s cock, muffling the scream that was building up inside me. I tried to pull back as I felt my climax approaching once again, my clit now even more sensitive to the relentless flick of Zayn’s tongue, but he gave no quarter, and I was coming hard against his mouth. My body arched, and Jack held me tight as I shook under the force of my orgasm. When my hips stilled, Zayn pulled back.
Breathing hard, I ran my tongue over Wesley’s shaft, taking him deep inside. He groaned, fucking my face gently, and I let him set his own pace. I held his hips as he rocked against my face, scraping my teeth softly over his skin. He gasped, and I knew he was close. I sucked hard on his cock, needing to feel his seed spill down my throat.
“Tory, oh gods, my love...” Words tumbled from his mouth, and I looked up at him. He gazed down at me and groaned. “You look so fucking good with my cock in your mouth.”
“Agreed,” Zayn growled.
I kept my eyes fixed on Wesley’s. He stared down at me, at his cock sliding between my lips, at my tongue running over its head, and he began to move faster. I swallowed him down, my nails digging into his hips as I pulled him against me. Zayn shifted between my legs, and I felt the head of his cock press against my soaked entrance.
“Take her mouth, Wes, and I’ll take her pussy, and we’ll fuck her together,” he said, shoving himself inside me with one hard thrust.
I squealed around Wesley’s cock, and he sucked in his breath. “Fuck yes,” he murmured.
Zayn began to slam into me hard, and Jack groaned as I rubbed against him.
“Fuck, Tory,” Wes groaned, and his cum suddenly spilled down my throat. I pulled away, gasping for breath, then Zayn was pulling me away from Jack.
“Turn around,” he ordered, and I obeyed. He laid his jacket on the ground, making a cushion of sorts, and he steered me to it, his hands on my hips as he thrust inside me once again, this time from behind. “Jack’s turn,” he commanded. I looked up from my hands and knees to see Jack unzipping his trousers. Zayn’s hand pressed against the back of my head and forced me forwards, and he pushed me down on Jack’s cock so far I nearly choked.
“Careful, Zayn, we don’t want to choke her,” Jack cautioned, pulling back a little. Zayn slammed himself into me, forcing me forward onto Jack’s cock again.
“Maybe you don’t,” he muttered darkly, “but I do. I want to see her choke on that huge cock of yours while I fuck her until she screams.” With that, he let go of any restraint and began to pound into me. I curled my fingers into the gravel below my hands, not feeling the sharp little rocks as I fought to keep my balance. I gave up trying to tease Jack, and he took over, fucking my mouth with the same rhythm as Zayn, though maybe a little more gently. I didn’t care. Zayn was right. Right now, all I wanted to feel was their touch. I wanted them to take me, to use me, and I didn’t care where we were or who saw. There was a craving deep inside, and we weren’t even close to quenching it.
“Fuck... Fuck...” Jack muttered. “Oh fuck, that’s so good. Zayn, man, I’m not going to last if you keep up this pace.”
Zayn’s only response was to slam into me harder and faster, his hands digging painfully into my thighs. A thought crossed my mind that I hadn’t actually been alone with him since the boat incident. I wondered if he was punishing me, because that was what this felt like, and yet I wanted more.
“Look at me, Tory,” Jack ordered, and I did. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes from the force of his cock thrusting into my mouth. One spilled out over my face, and he brushed it away, bringing it to his mouth to taste it. “You are so fucking perfect,” he said. He cupped my head and fucked me harder until he spilled his seed into my mouth and over my lips, pulling back so he could wipe the head over my lips. I ran my tongue across them, licking up every drop, and he sighed. “Gods, I love you.
I opened my mouth to answer, but I could barely catch my breath. Zayn was picking up speed, and I knew he was close. He was muttering, “No more, no more, no more...”
As much as I needed more, he was getting rougher, and his cock was hitting somewhere deep inside of me that was starting to ache under the onslaught. I straightened up, pushing myself back so I reared up against his chest, and he froze.
