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Shepp’s fingers gently glide up my jaw until he reaches my swollen lips. His thumb presses down, swiping across. He raises a brow. Almost silently asking if I’m okay with this. I nod again, trying to take my mind off the mounting orgasm begging to barrel through me.
I yelp when Jericho slaps his hand across my ass cheek again, leaving behind a burning mark. I revel in the stinging sensation of the slap, forcing my mind to focus on the pain rather than the pleasure begging to unleash inside me.
“No coming. You’re doing so fucking good,” Jericho pants, squeezing my waist with bruising force and forcing his pelvis into mine.
Fuck. Fuck.
Shepp brings me back to him, rubbing the tip of his dick along my lips. “Open,” he mouths without a sound, and I obey, opening my mouth so he can press inside.
I hum around Shepp’s length, taking him into the back of my throat. Hands remain twisted in my hair, holding me still as they use me how they want. I groan, pressing back into Jericho as my pussy flutters but doesn't come. Tears form in my eyes when Shepp's tip rests at the back of my throat, threatening to gag me again.
"Breathe through your nose, Kitten," Arrow murmurs, massaging my jaw gently. “That’s a good girl. You’re going to swallow every drop of Sheppy’s cum, aren’t you?” he murmurs against my flesh. But I don’t open my eyes to see what he’s doing or why he voluntarily let Shepp take over.
I gag, earning a groan from Shepp as my throat constricts around him.
Jericho slowly pumps in and out of me, moving opposite of Shepp. "You feel so fucking good," Jericho murmurs, leaning his body over mine and nibbling my ear. "You're taking him so well, too." His breaths brush across my flesh when he gently kisses my cheek. "But now I'm going to punish you for running away from us. I'm going to fuck you into oblivion as they paint your lips and face," he whispers. "Are you ready for that?"
Am I? Not really. Who can prepare for three men to fuck them up in the middle of the forest after chasing you with masks on?
"You're going to have to answer him, Kitten," Arrow says, as Shepp pulls his dick from between my lips with a grin.
"Yes," I rasp, nodding my approval, earning another kiss on my cheek.
"Good girl," Jericho says, peeling his front from my back. "Remember the rules. No coming. This is a punishment for you," he rasps, gripping my hips with bruising force.
Jericho grunts, slamming home over and over again, jolting me forward harder than before. My orgasm mounts again, but I hold it off. Trying as hard as I can to focus on licking Shepp's tip and tasting the precum glistening there before he puts himself down my throat again.
Over and over, they use me until Shepp grunts from above me and pulls out.
“Stick out your tongue,” Jericho demands, slapping my ass again as he pounds harder and harder, basically rutting into me with grunts.
I’m definitely going to be sore in the morning.
My breaths shudder when I squeeze my eyes shut and stick out my tongue.
“This’ll be the best fucking facial of your life, Kitten,” Arrow grunts, holding my head still as him and Shepp unload on my face, painting me with their hot, sticky cum. “Shit. Shit. Fuck!” Arrow grunts from beside me, doing unknown things as I keep my eyes shut and away from the saltiness that might burn them.
Arrow’s grip completely falls away from my hair.
“Come here,” Jericho grunts, lifting me up so my back rests against his chest. “You’re doing good. Stay like that, baby,” he hisses in my ear as his hand wraps around my throat. “You look so beautiful painted in their cum.”
“Say cheese!” Arrow says breathlessly from somewhere in front of me as something bright flashes in my eyes.
“Journey,” Jericho grunts, biting into my shoulder as his hips stop thrusting forward, and he stays buried deep inside me, coming on a loud groan.
“Next time, we’ll all be involved. I call dibs on the backdoor!” Arrow hoots with excitement.
But I’m too damn drained to care as I attempt to catch my breath. Soft cloth brushes over my eyes, wiping the cum from my eyelashes first and then cleaning my entire face. My eyes remain closed when Jericho gently pulls out of me, and I wince.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he whispers directly in my ear as his arms circle my body, and he continues to hold me close. Like I’m a precious gem to him.
I shake my head. “No,” I croak through a sore throat. “Nothing I couldn’t handle.”
No lies detected there. They may have manhandled me and told me what to do with their vicious growls and bossy voices, barely giving me any time to answer. But I loved every second of it. The pounding. The cum on the face. The dick in the back of my throat, choking me. It all led to this beautiful sated feeling unfurling inside me, making me Jell-O in Jericho’s arms.
Well, all except the part about me not coming. That was rude. And extremely uncalled for.
I breathe through my nose several times, trying to catch my bearings. And my soul. I’m pretty sure she flew away into the darkness after Jericho pounded me so hard. In Jericho’s arms, I feel wanted and somewhat loved. Needed, maybe. I’m someone to him. Not just a tool to fuck. Or perhaps I am. But I feel something there. A spark beneath my flesh, driving the darkness I’ve lived in for so long away. Maybe it’s the endorphins talking inside my brain, or maybe that was the purpose of this fucking.
