Page 16 of KAI Tortured

Orion’s hands stroke my inner thighs, and the moment his tongue glides over my pussy, it’s pure heaven. I bite my lip to stifle a moan, or a cry, I’m not sure, as my emotions are too intense right now. I thought I lost them for good, and they… they came back to me.

“You like this, Maisy? The two of us playing with you?” Logan whispers in my ear.

“Mmm, yes… Yes! Please… Yes.”

As Logan holds my body still over this, I whimper and wait while Orion pulls back, then heightens the suspense by blowing on me, ever so gently. I’m ready for the taking, but it feels like slow, excruciating torture. Then it happens; his lips are on my folds, tenderly pulling, gently spreading them wide. The delicious rumble of approval that follows propels me to new heights entirely. I didn’t know such heights existed, but I only hit them because I fully let go. I tilt my head back and put my hands in Orion’s hair, guiding his energetic tongue.

“O-Ryon!” I’m flying on a magic carpet ride. “I need you, O-Ryon.”

“How much do you need me?” he whispers.

“As much … As much as the fire needs oxygen.”

“Fuck Maisy, I’m already destroyed by your fire.” Orion’s lips descend on me and devour my pussy as I buck on top of Logan’s body, whose hard cock has been painfully prodding into my back all this time. I reach beneath me and start unbuttoning his pants. It’s time to set him free.

The moment I finish undoing the buttons, it pops out in all its glory. Orion helps me sit up and I straddle Logan reverse-cowgirl, taking his cock and sliding it inside my pussy, both of us groaning from the feeling. I glance over my shoulder at Logan and smile, and he gives my buttock a playful slap.

“Ride me, sweetheart, like your life depends on it.”

He chuckles as I start riding, wanton, properly, not cutting any corners, in to the base, out to the tip.

In front of me, Orion pulls his hard cock out of his boxer shorts. It’s glistening with precum and his pierced glans calls to me as I grip him with both hands, stroking along the length, remembering how his girth feels when he’s ramming inside me. Running my thumb over the glans, I smear the precum, but just before I can lower my head, Orion takes my jaw in his hand and pulls me to his lips.

“I hate you for not leaving my head for a mere moment, ever since I met you.”

I lunge at his mouth, grabbing his head with both hands and diving for his lips; I weave my tongue with his and kiss him deeper and harder than ever. He responds with a muffled groan, mirroring my tongue’s thrusts. I’m riding Logan as Orion and I violently kiss and gasp for air, our teeth clashing. I think I can taste blood, but it only makes me hungrier.

Riding Logan’s cock and rubbing myself off on him, I breed debauchery, surrendering completely to my inner beast as I am willingly torn between my men. The moment I have enough of Orion’s kiss, I pull back and go down to take his cock in my mouth. Without prompt, I start with the same hunger, bobbing my head wildly as I ride Logan, my moans betraying me because of the heavenly feeling that overwhelms me.

Logan’s hands land on my hips. He’s close to losing control as he begins to pound me against him in a frenzy, primal grunts escaping his lips as he does. I latch myself firmly onto Orion and suck him for dear life. I’m gonna show him what life with Maisy Roy will be like for him. All he has to do is choose me.

But it’s Logan who helps me close in on my summit, and I’m propelled into wild rotations of my hips, chasing my orgasm.

“Fuuuuck!” His hands grip my hips as he empties every single drop of cum he has inside me, and I cum with Orion’s cock still in my mouth, throat-deep.

I try to pull away for air, but Orion is having none of it. Hurtling toward his own ecstasy, his fingers tangle in my hair, gripping me tightly, and I can’t move anymore. With him controlling my head, he sets his own pace, fucking my mouth hard, with louder grunts each time, thrusting me against his groin. His rock-hard cock is swelling in my mouth and one last time, he rams and then stills inside of me with a deafening groan while his juices, his life, stream deep into my throat.

“Fuck Maisy, your throat is gold!”

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It’s dark outside and my room is just as dim, except for the glow of a street lamp that seeps through the window, casting a soft light across the bed.

Logan and Orion have me snug between them. Logan is still clothed, except for his crotch, and Orion is naked bar his boxer shorts. We fell asleep just after our make-up session. I’m choosing to call it that. Because why would they have sex with a Slav they despised? And why would they both be holding onto me now for dear life?

“I’m dying for a pee,” I say, nudging Orion aside so I can get up. I’m still wearing my cami, but I have no idea where my panties have gone.

Without a word, he shifts over, giving me space to pass.

I make my way to the bathroom and glance through the window when a strange shadow draws my eye. It darts to conceal itself. The whole thing is odd, so I’m left wondering if I actually saw someone from up here or if I’m just half-asleep. I try to focus on whatever it was, and notice Orion watching me.

“Orion, I think I saw some–”

Orion and Logan jump up at the same time, startling me.

“Fuck!” Logan exclaims, quickly buttoning up his pants and tucking his shirt in.

“Get dressed, quick!” Orion orders as he grabs his pants and shirt.

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