Page 354 of Psycho Devils: Aran's Story 2

Aran smiled prettily back at me.

Luka gripped his dick and ordered, “John, pull down your pants.”

I understood immediately what he was getting at, and I obeyed.

He gently grabbed Aran under the armpits and lifted her up off my lap while I pushed my sweatpants down to my ankles.

I spread my thighs eagerly and leaned back on the bed as I rested on my forearms.

Luka gently sat our girl back down positioned across my lap. My eyes rolled back in my head as Aran leaned forward.

Our pants were around our ankles, and Aran was sitting on my lap with my cock jutting up obscenely between the juncture of her thighs.

She leaned forward and rubbed her delicious wetness against my length. It was so different from when we’d been on the field during the punishment.

I could actually relax and enjoy what was happening without being stressed about her mental health and safety.

She rubbed against me, and both of us groaned loudly at the friction.

Luka pulled out his cock, and silver glinted. A large ring hung from the head. He stroked his dick slowly as he watched us.

Aran reached down and gripped my dick with her hand. “It’s so thick,” she whispered as she tried to wrap her fingers around it but couldn’t.

Luka’s hips jerked as she ran her fingertips over the weeping head.

Her innocent touch and words inflamed both of us.

“You’re going to fuck that cock,” Luka whispered as he reached forward with his free hand and traced over her delicate cheekbones. Bruises and cuts still marred her flesh, but they did nothing to detract from her beauty. If anything, they showcased how resilient she was.

Our little warrior.

Aran nodded up at Luka with a glassy expression as her face flushed warmer. Her side profile was beyond stunning.

He stared down at her with unconstrained lust.

Of course my funny bestie would respond to us beautifully and fall into subspace under his dominance.

She was perfect for us.

I couldn’t remember the last time a partner, man or woman, had trusted us enough to lose themselves completely during sex. She was letting us take care of her.

She nuzzled her head against his palm like a ferocious kitten.

Luka gripped her cheeks firmly and pulled her face toward his. He peppered kisses all over her cheeks and forehead as she rubbed herself against my dick wantonly.

“You’re such a good girl. I’m going to get you so many jewels,” Luka promised as he fingered the priceless jewelry we’d given her.

She gripped my dick tightly, and I jerked my hips forward. I moaned, then said breathily, “There’s a diamond crown in the family coffers that would look perfect with your curls, bestie.”

My weeping cock jutted up between her legs.

I made a mental note to request the crown immediately. I wanted her dripping in diamonds.

“Are you ready to take him?” Luka asked her as he reached underneath her sweatshirt and plucked at her nipples. She arched prettily when he touched them.

As he played with her, she closed her eyes and whimpered. She shifted, and wetness coated the side of my dick where she was pressed against it.

She was drenched.

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