Page 79 of Scars Run Deep

Her sexy body went rigid, then she shrieked out into the night, shuddering, and coming for us.

Kill wasn’t done, though, wanting to push her further, and she shoved at his shoulders, trying to push him off, clearly too sensitive after just coming.

But Asher was there then, yanking him back.

Kill fell onto his ass, licking up her cum from his lips, still all blissed-out, and he stared up at Asher with glazed eyes.

“I told you where I want you, my good little cunt licker.” He opened Kill’s pants, shoved them down to find he was going commando, then pulled his cock out. He reached onto the floor where his suit jacket was now and pulled out a bottle of lube. Then he was slathering Kill’s cock with it.

“Ash… fuck,” he groaned as Asher pinched his piercings and toyed with them, before resuming making him all slippery.

When he was done, he put the lube on the table near Aurora.

She went to get up and he grabbed her hand and helped her.

But then he yanked her to him, banding a hand across her breasts, imprisoning her, while Kill rose to his feet.

“Chair,” Asher ordered.

Excitement lit Kill’s eyes as he understood what was about to happen, and he kicked off his pants, then sat down on the chair, grasping his hard cock at the base.

Asher nibbled at Aurora’s throat and sucked hard enough to make her cry out.

He pinched her nipples in turn, until she was twisting in his hold, but rubbing her thighs together at the same time, caught in a pleasure-pain paradox. He slapped her cunt so hard she shrieked, and I was surprised there wasn’t a red handprint left.

“Fucking right you’re not going anywhere,” he growled at her. “You’re ours.” He pulled on her hair, wrenching her head back so their eyes locked. “Do you hear me?”

“Yes,” she gasped, barely able to talk from all the stimulation.

“You’re going to take Killian’s cock up your ass now.”

“God,” she choked at his words. It turned into a shriek as he slapped her cunt again.

“You’ll feel those piercings of his scraping your tight little hole. Burning and hurting as that thick cock tears your asshole open. But you won’t stop. You’ll keep burying him deeper until your desperate ass swallows every fucking inch of him.” He licked the side of her neck, making her tremble with unbearable need. “Won’t you, Aurora? You’ll get off on every moment of becoming his dirty little ass slut.”

“Asher,” she uttered, all breathily.

He released his death grip in her hair and stroked it softly. “Yeah, that’s right, little beast.”

He shifted his grip around her, then guided her over to Kill who was stroking his cock and watching the scene, beside himself just like I fucking well was.

“Slap your hands down on his thighs,” Asher ordered.

She did it, making Kill fist his cock harder as he locked eyes with her.

Asher snatched the bottle of lube up, then eyed me.

I got the message and spread her ass cheeks open. “Sweet little asshole, Princess.”

She shuddered as Asher swiped some lube across her winking hole.

He trailed it around her rim, then eased inside to the tip.

Holding it there, he waited for her to adjust, then pushed in deeper.

Aurora keened and squeezed Killian’s thighs as that finger drove in further to her depths.

Kill leaned forward and kissed her, distracting her and soothing her.

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