Page 112 of Forbidden Heroes

“It’s going to take more than once or twice to ease the ache I’ve been living with.”

What did that mean? I see heat and fire in his eyes, but there’s something else there too. Truth. Sincerity.

But focus is ripped from me. Pleasure roars through me and I’m left breathless once again. Unable to think, only feel. Erik grips my hips and pounds up into me. He slams home once, twice and I’m creaming all over him.

This is wild, untamed, unrehearsed. There’s no way I ever want this to stop. But I have to remember I get one week. It’s my own damn fault. My stupid inability to not worry. For once I want to cut loose, not care about responsibilities.

My heart pounds. Blood roars in my ears and renewed hunger stirs to life like I didn’t just live through the most powerful orgasm of my life minutes ago.

Strong arms wrap around my waist and I know I'm safe taking every hard thrust Erik gives with Daemon there to hold me steady.

Never in my life have I had something this wild happen to me.

Warren winds my hair around his hand and drags me forward to lay over Erik’s broad chest. In this position my ass is primed for anything Daemon wants and damn does he look hungry.

Erik pulls out but I'm not left wondering why.

Daemon takes his place, pumping his massive cock into me so deep and hard Erik has to hold me down.

One final pump and he’s gone, Erik right there to fill the void of my clenching pussy.

Pressure against my asshole has me holding my breath.

“Fuck, Jemma, you’re heaven. Our heaven. Now take me in your mouth as you feel Daemon claim that beautiful ass.”

I whimper, opening my mouth, taking Warren as deep as he can go.

Between us, Erik reaches down and strokes a thumb over my clit as his friend pushes the enormous head of his cock an inch into my ass at a time, never stopping, never slowing until he is bottomed out deep in my ass.

“Take him, that’s it, breathe and push back, let him in. It feels good, doesn’t it? Dirty and fucking good,” Erik whispers in my ear, shooting me to new heights with the simple power of his words.

I melt for them. Turn to liquid lava in their arms. I’m so filled, stretched beyond what I think possible. My orgasm hums on the fringes of my senses.

I moan feverishly around Warren's shaft. He slowly sinks in and out of my mouth letting me get a handle on all the new sensations flooding my body.

They fall into a hypnotic rhythm. Our bodies move as one. Their cocks pump in and out of me, all our groans and moans filling the room.

All three carry me high, their hands and cocks working me so expertly I’m ready to shatter.

“Jemma, come for us!”

I hear the words and know they have the power to command me.

Fireworks bigger than I’ve ever experienced explode inside me, leaving me momentarily blind. I pant, gasp and roll through my release.

“God, she’s tight. Too tight. I’m going to lose it.”

Warren.

His strong grip on my hair tightens. “Get ready to swallow me, baby. Drink fast and don’t spill a—” He roars with the power of his release. Pulse after pulse of cum spills in my mouth. I swallow fast, careful not to spill a single drop.

“Get ready for more, Jemma. You’re going to take us both at the same time.”

Heat of another kind than I’m used to creeps over my body. For once I’m not shy about what is about to happen.

Daemon has a tight grip on my ass, Erik on my hips. Together they work me with small, powerful thrusts. I clamp down on them like a vice and milk them, shimmying my hips just right to put a look of pure bliss on their faces.

Hot jets of cum spill into my ass and Erik empties every single drop inside my pussy.

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