Page 84 of Scars Run Deep

“I… I can’t,” she panted as we continued to fuck her through her orgasm, and Asher continued torturing her clit, even in its over-sensitized state from just coming. “Shit… one… one second,” she begged.

“Too late for that,” Asher growled.

Kill was there in the next second, grasping her hair, and shoving her head down onto his cock, diverting her attention.

He released his hold and gave her control, just stroking her hair softly, as she sucked on his cock like our good girl. As she found her rhythm and sank back into the depravity, he slapped his hands down on the edge of the pool and threw his head back, her tongue swirling, slathering, then sucking on his piercings, before she took him right to the back of her throat.

It was pushing me closer and closer to losing control as I watched her throat work as she swallowed around him, making him roar out his pleasure, the chords in his neck straining at his effort to hold back for the big finish.

“She’s got me,” I gasped to Asher. “Fucking shit, brother.”

He smirked.

Then he started raining down slaps on her cunt, water splashing violently, and Aurora screaming around Kill’s cock.

“Fuck! Fuck me, Aurora! Yeah!” Kill bellowed.

Asher didn’t let up.

Her asshole clenched around my cock.

Too much.

Too fucking much.

I was done.

I dug my fingers into her cheeks, her muffled, spluttering shrieks taking me over the edge and beyond as I shot my load deep in her ass, bellowing out my pleasure.

Kill was next, cursing, as he spurted down her throat.

She pulled back, choking and still trying to gulp it down in spite of that. Damn, she was something.

I slid out of her ass and on one hell of a sex high, I went for Kill, grasping the base of his still semi-hard cock, then suckling at his piercings.

His eyes shot wide and he bucked in shock.

But it was only for a moment, when I started licking up the cum that Aurora had missed.

“Ah, shit, J,” he gasped.

He collapsed onto his back and surrendered as I slathered his shaft, every fucking inch, cleaning him and torturing his spent cock at the same time.

As he moaned and groaned, then ground his hips, I saw Asher looking on in his peripheral vision. His thrusts became uneven, and he buried his face in Aurora’s breasts as he growled, then came inside her. It set her off and she grabbed at his hair and shoved him tighter to her as she screamed out in ecstasy.

I grinned and gave one final tongue lashing to Kill, then broke away.

“Jesus,” he breathed, rolling onto his side and holding his hand out to Aurora.

I gave her a little push to help her out of the pool in her dazed state, then she went to him and curled her exhausted body around his on the ground.

Asher was slumped against the side of the pool, trying to conceal a grimace.

Yeah, he really had hurt himself tonight.

I hooked my arm around his waist and pulled him out of the pool with me.

As I staggered to my feet and gave him a hand-up, I told him, “Give me a second. I’ll get you something to take the edge off.”

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