Page 74 of Sweet Anarchy

Asher lifts me up, making his cock fall out and immediately, Chuck takes his place, pushing inside of me. I moan, rocking my hips back against him as I brace myself on Asher.

Suddenly, Chuck pulls out, confusing me. Asher lines himself up, impaling me again. I go to move but he holds me still, shaking his head.

I tilt my head, bewildered, when Chuck moves closer behind me again.

I gasp when I feel the head of his cock against my already filled pussy, looking at Asher with wide eyes.

"Relax," he says encouragingly, cupping my face.

"What are you doing?" I ask the two of them as Chuck gently rolls his hips, his cock brushing against Asher's.

I let out some type of strangled noise as the head of Chuck's cock pushes inside of me, stretching me beyond anything I've ever felt before.

I can't speak, barely able to focus on my breathing as he slowly inserts himself into me on top of Asher.

"Relax, Ry," Asher says again, kissing me.

I really don't know how, but I kiss him back anyway, letting them take control. The pressure is intense, my body struggling to adjust as the two of them fill me together.

It's really a serendipitous moment – Asher and Chuck taking me as one, after all the jealousy and bullshit we've been through.

"You're doing so well," Asher whispers into my mouth. "You've got this."

I moan, the two of them taking it as an indication that I'm doing okay. Chuck starts moving, his cock slowly moving in and out, stretching me as he fucks me. Asher remains still, content with kissing me, but his groans reveal his enjoyment.

"You can move too," I tell him, giving him a reassuring smile. Beads of sweat trickle down the sides of my face, my skin making me slide on top of him.

Asher nods, pushing up with the balls of his feet as he thrusts slowly in unison with Chuck. The three of us groan together, the feeling out of this world.

The twins move behind Asher, standing there as they look down at me.

"Fuck," Zayn groans. "Your body was fucking made for us, pretty girl."

"I'm going to fucking come," Asher warns me, his mouth colliding with my neck as he sucks and tugs my skin between his teeth.

He lets out a guttural groan, stilling as hot liquid spills down my thighs.

"Fuck, fuck… fuck."

Chuck hisses, his cock slamming into me unexpectedly as he falls over the edge too, his nails digging into my back. I cry out, the pain feeling good as my head starts to spin.

I can barely see straight and Chuck pulls out first, stepping back to give us room. Asher gently lifts me off him, helping me to my feet.

My legs shake, my hands gripping his shoulders as I try to find balance as their release runs down my legs.

Blake motions for me to walk over, beckoning me with his index finger. I saunter over, letting him hold me upright when I'm within reach. At some point, the two of them have stripped their clothes, naked as the rest of us.

"Ready for more?" he asks, tipping my chin up to look at him.

I nod slowly. "Yeah."

Zayn moves behind me, sandwiching me between him and Blake. He kisses my neck, grabbing my throat from behind and pushing my head back. Blake's hands cover my breasts, his thumbs flicking over my nipples before tugging them slightly.

Blake leans down, curling his arms around my legs before lifting me up. I lean back against Zayn as Blake lines his hard cock up with my entrance, thrusting in.

I'm pulled flat against Blake, my legs wrapping around his waist as he spears his hips upwards into me. Zayn drops to his knees behind me, spreading my ass cheeks apart.

I let out a gasp as I feel his tongue on my ass, teasing me. He holds my cheeks apart, spitting on my asshole before his finger massages it. He pushes his thumb inside, slowly stretching me.

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