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“Yeah, she does.” Sebastian leans down, holding my head in place, “Now open wide for him, Sparrow, and swallow every inch. Show him just how pretty you look with a cock in your mouth.”
I moan, swallowing Saint down obediently, my head bobbing, still seized with heady pleasure from the whole experience. I dimly register hands on my body, moving me onto my hands and knees, where I can suck him more easily.
A sharp slap stings on my ass, and I gasp in surprise.
And pleasure…
“Easy there,” Someone drags me off him, and then Sebastian’s cock is waiting, still wet from my saliva. “Share and share alike.”
He yanks me back to suck him again, and I moan, gripping my hands around both their cocks now, fisting them hard as I move my mouth between them, slobbering wetly, sucking each stiff dick down in turn.
“Good girl,” I hear the fevered groans above me, and it sends fresh heat flooding my body.
“That’s my good fucking girl.”
Yes.God yes.
Hands roam my body, playing with my breasts, squeezing my nipples, making me moan and clench as I suck them down, losing track of whose cock I’m swallowing; whose palm is spanking my ass. It’s a heady, frenzied chaos of groans and moaning, and my climax is building fast, my thighs trembling with need.
“Fuck, she’s so wet.” Saint groans. Fingers slide into me, dipping through my slick folds. “You’re loving this, aren’t you?”
I moan in agreement, as they pull me up, so I’m on my knees, sandwiched between them. Saint behind me, his mouth on the curve of my neck. His hands cupping my breasts, squeezing, pinching…
And Sebastian, right there in front of me. My face between his hands. His eyes burning into me, still the picture of control. “You’ve been such a good girl for me,” he groans, claiming my mouth in a fierce, possessive kiss.
I melt into him, almost delirious, but glad for his familiar taste, and the solid weight of him, holding me up.
“Now, are you ready?”
“For what?” I manage, while words are still an option. Because the way Saint’s hand is dipping between my legs, petting at me, slipping inside…
Oh God. I can’t hold back, not like this.
Sebastian’s hand glides to my throat, and softly squeezes.
“To be my good little whore.”
I nearly come right then and there.
They lay me back, and Saint positions himself between my legs. “Is she going to be able to manage me?” he asks Sebastian, with a smirk.
“She can take it.”
Sebastian’s hands are on my wrists, pinning me down as Saint parts my thighs, I feel utterly overwhelmed—in the best way—reveling in the sense of surrender, being shared by them. Pleasured.
Used as they wish.
I brace myself for Saint’s cock, but just as I feel his blunt head nudge at my entrance, Sebastian’s grip on me tightens. “Stop!” he barks, yanking my body away.
Saint and I both look at him in surprise.
“You take her mouth,” Sebastian growls, moving to replace Saint between my thighs. “I’ve changed my mind. This cunt belongs to me. And only me.”
I barely have time to register the wild possession in his eyes before he slams inside, as if to prove his point. I cry out at the force of it. The exquisite friction, setting me alight.
“Oh my god!” I scream, shattering from the single thrust. “Sebastian!”
“That’s right,” he growls, thrusting into me again. Deeper. Thicker. Fucking me through my orgasm until I can’t see straight for screaming. “I own you. Always. I’m the only one!”
