Page 162 of Wreck Me

Then he stepped back as Caleb’s tongue went to work, lavishing me and soothing all the burning scrapes, making me undulate beneath him as warm pleasure rolled through me.

Then he brushed away the scraps and pushed away the ice cubes on my breasts that hadn’t yet all melted.

And then he was sucking my flesh into his mouth, then flicking my ice-cold and very hard nipples with his tongue, alternating between the two over and over until he soothed all the cold. As sensation returned, a painful pins and needles in my nipples feeling had me groaning and writhing on the sheets.

The binds were suddenly cut by Bastian and I was free to move. I reacted off instinct and grabbed at the back of Caleb’s head, holding him to me as he ravished my breasts.

He pulled back all too soon as Bastian moved in and nicked my nipples, making me grind on the sheets. He kept going until pearls of blood were leaking over my skin, then trickling down my body in little rivulets.

“Yes,” I moaned at the sting and sheer dark eroticism of it, not to mention the hooded looks from all three of them through their masks.

King stepped up to me, stroking his big cock and as I gazed at his piercings, Caleb noticed, then moved to him and started playing with them, tugging them, making King’s eyes roll back in his head.

“Ever had a pierced cock before, darlin?”

I shook my head.

Their eyes lit up.

“Fuck, yeah,” Caleb said. “When Cas is fucking into you, you’ll feel them scraping your insides, touching nerve-endings you didn’t even know you had, driving you out of your fucking mind.”

“You want that?” Bastian asked, as he dragged his dick over my cheek, then pushed against my lips. But as I opened, he smirked, then drew back, being a little tease.

“Yes,” I breathed, eyeing King.

He stepped forward and shocked me as he dragged his cock all over my breasts and chest, down my stomach, slicking his entire shaft in my blood. It had me panting and licking my lips. It was so deliciously fucked up.

“Get on your hands and knees,” King commanded. “Spread your ass open to me.”

I just did, just fucking well did it.

I was on all fours in a second, then bracing myself on my elbows as I reached back and opened my ass to him.

“Mmm, such a beauty,” he said, tracing a finger around my hole, then making me jolt as he shoved two inside me. “Perfect. Still so slick from that special lube.” I whimpered with need as he twisted them and felt around inside me. “The burning has subsided. It’s tightened up your abused ass. It’s gonna be a tight fit. You think you can handle that, love?”

“Yes. Please. I want you. I want all of you all over me. Now. Fucking now.”

The three of them chuckled at my shameless need blatantly on display for them to see.

King teased me for a few more moments, before roughly pulling his fingers free, then reached down and shoved them into my mouth, making me taste myself.

I swirled my tongue and suctioned them into my mouth.

“That filthy fucking mouth of yours, Jesus fuck,” Bastian groaned.

“Uh uh, her mouth is mine,” Caleb told him. “And if she’s my good little slut, she’ll get a special treat too. Well, another treat aside from the gift of my cum, of course.”

“Jeez,” Bastian said. “You and your filthy fucking mouth too.”

“Is that an offer, B?” He opened his mouth wide and waggled his tongue at Bastian’s cock.

Their conversation was brought to a halt when a long moan was pulled out of me as King suddenly pushed into my ass.

“Oh, God,” I uttered, as I felt his studs scraping my walls, creating a sensation unlike anything I’d ever felt before. It was all-consuming and it had me going so still, taking in every moment as he eased out a little, then pushed in deeper than before. He kept doing it over and over, stilling and stopping, then feeding me more and more of his cock until he was seated balls deep.

“Feel him breaking that tight ass open, darling?” Caleb asked.

King rolled his hips and I let go of my ass cheeks and slammed my hands into the sheets. “More! God, more! Please! Fuck me, King!”

---