Page 54 of Destructive Truths

“Oh my God.” I arch forward as the cool gel trails between my cheeks. My body instantly clenches, and he slides his fingers across my puckered hole, prepping me for what’s coming.

“Relax, love. I promise I have you.” There is something lingering in his tone that has my gaze falling to his face. His eyes are wild, but there is a softness hidden beneath. “Níl do mhuinín tuillte agam, ach tá mé á iarraidh ar aon nós.” I don’t deserve your trust, but I’m asking for it anyway.

The way he delivers those pretty Irish words has me nodding my head for him to continue, handing him my trust, even though my body vibrates with nervous anticipation.

“Deep breath for me, love,” he commands as he slowly–and very gently—eases a finger inside me.Rohan’s breath dances along my neck, his fingers working me over and supplying a feeling I’ve never felt before. “That’s it, love. Open for me.” He adds another, driving me crazy as he pulls sensation after sensation from me.

Liam brings his mouth to mine, distracting me with his tongue as Rohan steps closer, wrapping his hand around my hip.

“Relax, darlin’,” Liam whispers against my lips.

“We’ll go slow. It might sting for a minute, but we’ve got you, love. Promise.”

Relaxing as much as I can, I draw in a breath before blowing it out. “Okay, I’m ready.”

Once again, Liam lowers me over his dick before sliding his hand from my waist, hooking one of my legs over his forearm.

It’s too much. I can’t see straight. And yet, I want more. I want it all.

“Oh, God. Yes.”

“Drop that other leg, darlin’.” He pulls me tight to his chest, grinding his hips upward, drawing his cock in and out, making my head hang back and my eyes roll.

I peer over my shoulder at Rohan as he coats his dick with more lube before stepping behind me and spreading my cheeks with his palms. Suddenly, I feel him slide the head of his cock between my cheeks, and my body tenses with anticipation. His crown teases my entrance, and I hum at the sensation. “Mm.”

Carefully, he pushes forward, teasing in a little before pulling back. Liam stills his movements, letting me adjust, and Rohan adds another inch, repeating until he’s fully seated and filling me up in the most delicious way. “How does it feel, love?” he whispers as he slides in and out in a slow, torturous motion.

“So good,” I moan, my body bowing as Liam picks up his thrusts, working in and out of my pussy, pushing a little further each time.

Needing more, my hips move with them, savouring the whole feeling. “I need more,” I pant before leaning back to hook my arm around Rohan’s neck.

“That’s it, love. Fill your body with our cocks.”

My pussy clenches, swallowing Liam in a vice grip, making his hips pick up the tempo. “Oh, fuck. There, Right fucking there, darlin’.” I focus on him, giving him what he needs, practically bouncing up and down on his dick.“Oh, fuck, darlin’,” he grunts, pumping upward and rocking his hips. “That’s it, baby. Take what you need.”

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ.” Rohan’s head falls to my shoulder.

“I’m so close,” I heave between anxious breaths.

“Me too, darlin’.”

“Let go, love. We’ll catch you.”

Within seconds, I’m falling over the edge, my orgasm ripping through my body and barrelling past my lips in an earth-shattering scream. “Fuck! OhmyGod. Fuck.”

With two more pumps of his hips, Liam follows me over the cliff, emptying ropes of hot cum inside my pussy. “Jesus Christ.” His body shudders as his head falls back in ecstasy. He eases back and places a kiss against my lips, then Rohan pulls out, and they lower me to my feet. “Be right back, darlin’.”

Liam’s grip on me loosens, but Rohan takes control. “My turn, love.” Before I can steady myself, he presses down on my back, bending me over the pool table’s edge. He grips my hips, then lines his cock against my rear, pushing forward and seating himself between my cheeks once again. “Oh, shit.” I arch back, lifting my front off the table as he chases his high. He doesn’t hold back, ramming into me with no mercy.

“Rohan. Oh my God, Rohan. Yes. Shit. Yes.”

Words fumble from his lips in jumbled succession. “That’s it, love. Fuck my dick like you own it.”

My hips thrust back, meeting his every grind. Then suddenly, the familiar quake returns as another orgasm races to the surface. Without any prompting, he reaches around and pinches my clit, sending me skyrocketing towards the stars.

My orgasm takes over, and I let it wash through me with a cursed war cry. “Fuck, Rohan.”

“I’m coming, love. Fuck! That’s it, tighten that arse around me and take every fuckin’ drop.”

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