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“Please,” I whimper weakly.
I don’t know what I’m begging for, but Camden interprets it for me. He starts fucking my ass harder, faster.
Taking a cue from him, Dimitri slams in and out of me, his hands gripping my ass tight. “Is this your first double penetration, pretty girl?” the man asks.
I wail something he takes as a yes.
“Taking it like a champ, aren’t you?” He reaches out between us and starts to rub my clit. “You’re such a good little whore, Morgan. A shame you’re spoken for. I would have chained you up in my dungeon.”
I come with violence, and it gets much, much worse.
My nerves are too sensitive and neither man relents. Part of me checks out of my body. I’m no longer entirely there, my mind quieting as I do nothing but feel the two men rubbing inside, stretching the thin wall between my orifices in a discordant rhythm. I scream as they barrel in and out, begging, whimpering, and crying.
Camden comes first, pushing deep with a familiar grunt, and his friend doesn’t stop his continual assault against my G-spot and my clit.
When he brings his lips to mine, they feel strange. Too rough, and there’s a stubble from his five-o’clock shadow.
It’s only then that I realize I’ve never kissed anyone but Camden until now. He might have let his friends touch me, made my ex fuck me, but it’s the first time I’m tasting anyone else’s lips. I have no idea how I feel about it. And then thoughts no longer have any meaning, because I’m coming again, my pussy tightening around Dimitri’s cock. He winces and roars, then thrusts again, and floods my pussy with warmth.
Only after he withdraws from me do I feel the touches at my back. Someone’s rubbing my ass, and I know it’s not Camden. His hands feel different. I glance back and see a complete stranger fiddle with his belt buckle, then free his cock and align it at my entrance.
He pushes inside before Dimitri’s stepped away, and unceremoniously starts to screw me without telling me a single word. I close my eyes. I don’t need to see. I don’t need to think. Just feel.
The stranger comes and goes, replaced by a girl who delights in licking my cum-stained folds and then tracing rim of my ass, then two men. Though they have their cocks out, they’re more interested in touching me, my feet, my cunt, my mouth. One of them slides his cock along my pussy, but he never tries to penetrate me. He comes on my stomach and the other one, on my feet.
I start to tire, and struggle to hold on to the swing, wincing as I try to stay in place.
Camden reappears from my line of sight, holding the same remote he used to set up the loops holding my knees. “Hold on,” he warns me.
My arms shake, but I tighten my grasp on the chains, and they slide up.
Camden fastens the swing over my back and slides me down to a laying position.
“Better?”
I nod, too tired and overwhelmed and sated to say a word.
What would I have said, anyway? Probably something along the lines offuck you, dick.
Yet we both know it’s not his fault I’m in this situation. I literally asked for this.
And I’m not entirely sure I dislike it. It’s too much, but I’m coming, and coming, and coming some more.
“Funny, I don’t think I’ve had my cock inside your pretty pussy before.” I mostly keep my eyes closed, but now I open them, and find Rhys settling between my legs.
He’s right. He’s licked me, and had his fingers inside me, and I’ve certainly sucked him off, but we’ve never actually had sex. I remember Camden saying something about not fucking his cousin. It seemed dumb at the time, but after having two cocks inside at once, I think I get it. Camden and Dimitri weren’t just having sex with me, they were enjoying the friction from rubbing against each other, too.
I drive my hips higher. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
He chokes out a laugh as he sinks in. He’s so fuckingthick. I moan at his entrance, throwing my head back.
A cock appears in my vision, and I open my mouth without a thought.
I remember something Camden told me just days ago—that Rhys and Roman, like the girls in the plane, are just sex objects when he lets them join us. He was right, and right now, I’m that too. A cum receptacle for everyone to enjoy. There’s no thought, no complications, no feelings. Just friction. Just lust. Just pleasure.
I’m coasting through an amazing wave of sated bliss as Rhys is replaced by a stranger, and another one, and a third, when all of a sudden, I’m literally shocked out of my reverie.
“Ouch!” I shriek.
