Page 109 of Deadmen's Queen

“Nate,” I gasped out a warning but he wasn't listening or didn't care because he thrust harder still. His cock felt monstrous inside of me, stretching and filling until there was no room for anything else.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Nate breathed against my neck, his hand reaching down to grip my breast. “So tight.”

I whimpered in response, the fullness of him inside me overwhelming. It was too much but not enough all at once and I writhed against them both, seeking more contact, more pleasure.

A hand slid into my hair, urging me to turn my head, and I did, moaning as Tristan pushed his cock into my mouth.

“Suck me, Paige. Take us all,” he murmured, his hand stroking my hair. I did, closing my eyes and letting them consume me completely.

“Tristan, here.” Nate growled, and I felt his hands on my legs, pushing them wider. Tristan’s cock slid from my mouth and I moaned at the loss.

“Don’t worry, baby. You’ll get his cock back.”

I looked up at him, my eyes widening as he shifted to the side, letting Tristan kneel next to him. Tristan lifted my leg, hooking my foot behind his neck.

“Tell us if it’s too much,” he said.

“Fuck,” groaned Bast. “I’m going to come too soon if you don’t fucking hurry up, Tris. She can take it. Her greedy cunt is desperate for our cocks, isn’t it princess?”

Tristan smiled at me, then leaned forward, pressing his cock to my pussy, sliding in slowly next to Nate’s. I gasped, the thought of them both being inside me together caused a rush of heat between my legs that had my hips bucking, wanting Tristan to move faster. He didn’t, taking his time as he leaned down, shoving deep.

“Good girl,” Bast praised me, his hands sliding over my sweat-slicked skin. His voice was raw, strained with the effort of holding back his impending release. “Such a good little whore, taking so much cock.”

My body was on fire. I was stretched and filled, gasping and moaning as Bast ground into me from behind, his breath hot against my ear. He whispered praises and dirty words, his voice a low rumble of pleasure that drove me wild.

Nate and Tristan began to thrust together, sliding deeper each time, and I leaned my head back on Bast’s shoulder, unable to do anything but feel.

“You're so tight, baby,” Tristan groaned as Nate slowly withdrew, only to thrust back in alongside him. The sensation was overwhelming, too much and yet not enough. My body was on fire, pleasure sparking in my veins with every movement.

Bast's hands trailed down my body, teeth nipping at my shoulder as he watched Tristan and Nate stretch me wide open. “You're taking them so well, princess.” His praise was accompanied by a hard thrust, rattling me between the two men filling me up front.

“Tristan... Nate... please...” I gasped out the plea, my body arching towards them. Their names sounded like a prayer on my lips.

“I know, baby,” Nate murmured, his thumb circling my clit just right. “We'll give you what you need.”

They moved in unison, Tristan pulling out as Nate pushed in, their rhythm flawless and driving me closer and closer to the edge.

“Fuck!” I cried out as Bast started to move again, his cock hitting that spot inside me that made lights explode behind my eyes. It was too much; their cocks stretched me wide open and the pleasure was intense to the point of pain.

“You're close,” Bast rasped in my ear. “I can feel it.”

“I can't...” I moaned out, but he cut me off.

“Yes you can,” he growled. “And you will. Come for us, slut.”

With that command ringing in my ears, I let go. The orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave, ripping an animalistic scream from my throat as I bucked between them. Their hands were everywhere; on my hips, in my hair, tracing the curve of my breasts and dipping down to tease between my legs. I was lost in a sea of pleasure and pain, my body shaking from the intensity of it all.

“The way you come...” Bast murmured against my skin, his thrusts growing erratic. “So fucking beautiful. Now, I think it’s time we really fucked you properly, don’t you? Nate told us how wet you got taking it hard…”

My eyes flew open meeting Nate’s, just as his large hand wrapped around my throat, gripping tightly.

“Trust me, baby?” he asked.

Anticipation and not a small amount of fear gripped me as I looked up into his dark eyes and nodded.

“Ruin me,” I begged.

Just as the words left my lips, I felt Bast pull out of me and then slam back in hard. It was a jolt, a shock to my system that had me crying out. But Nate didn't loosen his grip on my throat, his dark eyes burning into mine as his hips slammed forward, shoving his cock deeper inside of me.

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