Page 161 of Wreck Me

“Choke on me like our desperate little slut,” he ordered, slapping my cheek with his hard cock, before positioning himself over my face, then rolling his hips so his cock slid right down my throat.

He had me spluttering around him right away. “That’s right. Nothing like a gagging throat around a big dick.”

“Fuck, yeah,” Bastian groaned.

As Caleb forced me to deep throat him, I felt my pussy being spread open.

And then he was flicking my clit.

Literally flicking it with his fingers.

Hard.

I squealed around his cock pumping in and out of my mouth and ravaging my throat.

All three of them picked up their pace at the same time.

And then all that existed was sensation.

Conflicting, super intense, mind-numbing sensation.

Pleasure and pain sparked everywhere, colliding, and swirling, until pleasure built in my core, building and building until I was snarling around Caleb’s cock and fucking back on him with everything I had, wanting to get him deeper, to swallow more of him, every fucking inch.

Instead of writhing and fighting the ice, heat, and the torture of my clit, I succumbed, letting it roll over me, until I found myself trying to push them for more, rolling my hips and pushing into Caleb’s fingers too.

“Fuck,” Caleb groaned. “She’s almost got me.”

Bastian reached out and grabbed the base of his cock, tightening his fingers like a makeshift cock ring.

“Jesus Christ,” Caleb grunted.

“How does it feel?” Bastian said, grinning, referencing when Caleb had forced him to endure that, denying him release.

“Fuck, B,” Caleb said, as Bastian twisted his fingers around his base.

God, all of it was too much.

The wave hit me so suddenly, tearing through me, and making me scream out around Caleb’s cock.

He suddenly pulled his cock free and climbed off me, just as Bastian and King withdrew the dildos.

I thought it was them giving me time to come down from that intense orgasm.

Until King spread my pussy open, then delved inside like a beast, lashing at my clit, eating out my cum, then making me drip for him even more.

“Ah! God!” I screamed, as another orgasm slammed into me, and he ate it all up.

Drawing back, he grinned at me as he licked his lips in a hell of an erotic way that had me squirming. “Still with us?”

He was challenging me, while also trying to gauge how much I could take, likely.

That time on the couch in the living room had just been an appetizer to him.

I grinned back at him. “Absolutely.”

He lifted his chin at Bastian and Caleb, and the next thing I knew, Bastian was snatching up a blade from one of the nightstands. He came to me, then drew the flat of the blade down over my throat, then across the side. A sharp pain jolted me as he purposely nicked me. Then Caleb was there leaning in and soothing it with his tongue, lapping at my blood.

Bastian cut through the straps of my negligee, then dragged the blade down the center, nicking at my stomach several times along the way.

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