Page 122 of Pucking the Enemy

I had no idea, but I was going to fucking try my best.

“Relax,” Cormac cooed gently.

Seb’s fingers found my clit and started slowly circling it, helping put my body at ease.

Once Cormac was satisfied that I was ready, he retracted his fingers, making me whine at the loss. When he had first used them on me, I had felt impossibly full, but without them, I felt empty. My hips nudged backward, desperately seeking more.

“Patience,” Cormac tutted. “These things take time.”

“Are you going to fuck me in the ass or lecture me?” I growled.

Seb laughed underneath me. “You’d better get to work, or she might just rip off your cock.”

“I won’t do that.” I frowned. “It’s far too useful attached to his body.”

Cormac’s laugh was cut off when his cock slowly started inching into my ass.

Holy ass-fucking batman.

He was large, but splitting open my ass, he felt gigantic.

“Your ass is like fire,” Cormac groaned.

I laughed ruefully. That felt right, considering my ass was positively burning with the painful, yet delicious, intrusion.

Why hadn’t I tried this before?

Oh yeah, because I was a scaredy cat thinking butt fun would hurt.

As the first row of piercings slid past the ring of muscles, my entire body trembled, sweat breaking out over my body as I mumbled unintelligibly.

“She’s loving that,” Seb said, the pace of his fingers increasing over my clit. “Her pussy is strangling my cock.”

Cormac hummed. “Tell me how it feels,” he commanded as he moved ever so slowly forward.

“So full, but it’s so good,” I rambled.

“You’re a good omega who’s made to take our cocks. You’re built to be fucked again and again until you’re a dripping mess of cum, aren’t you?” he muttered. I nodded. “Look how full you are,” he said as his hips bumped against my ass, bottoming out.

He was completely in.

“Holy fuck!” Cormac groaned. Seb chose that moment to thrust up, bumping my cervix and making me see stars.

“Give her a minute to adjust,” Roman ordered from my left. He was sitting up, his back leaning against the headboard, watching the show with hungry eyes.

Seb groaned. “She’s got my cock in a chokehold.”

“No!” I cried. “I need them to move! I need more!”

“Be a good girl and wait for a moment,” Cormac said. “Once you’re used to it, I promise I’m going to have the time of my life fucking this ass and filling it with cum, okay?”

That sounded like a damn good time, so I pouted and resolved myself to wait, even if two minutes felt like an eternity.

Eventually, when my wriggling became too much Cormac asked, “Are you ready?”

“Fuck. Yes.”

He gradually retracted, every one of his piercings gliding across my entrance, the extra stimulation making my head spin. His pace slowed, but quickly started picking up. At first, he and Seb alternated, one of them filling me as the other pulled out, so I was always stuffed full of someone’s cock.

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