Page 89 of The Secrets of a Sin

“You make her beg for more.” She continues as the tip of her tongue swirls around my nub and dips down to my hole. “You make her tell you what to do. Make her in charge of how powerful her orgasm is gonna be.”

Her touch was too light to orgasm. She was purposefully making me want more and driving me into a condition that she knew I couldn’t avoid, even if I tried. She wanted me to admit I needed more because, by saying that, I would be confessing that I liked what she was doing. I only had so much restraint until I couldn’t physically bear it any longer.

And I had a feeling that it wasn’t going to be too much longer until I was pleading with the devil to take me out of my misery and make me come.

“She likes what you’re doing to her, baby.” Priscilla praises Annalise as she persists in eating me. “Fuck, that’s hot.”

Gently dragging and purposely skimming her tongue around my hole, I endure more torture with defiance. I remain stiff underneath her mouth, but my eyes are a dead giveaway to the hunger that flows through me. Annalise then abruptly pulls away from me and glances over her shoulder at Priscilla, who’s watching us with fascination. “I need you to touch me while I lick her. I need to feel what she’s feeling.”

Priscilla all but runs to Annalise’s side and drops down onto her knees beside her. With them both now at my feet, I watch as she moves her hand up Annalise’s skirt and starts toying with her pussy. “Fuck.” Annalise sags and places both her palms on each of my thighs to steady herself.

“You're soaked.” Priscilla groans as Annalise’s eyes close tightly shut. Her hand twirls around under her skirt, and I can’t help but imagine the night I caught them in the showers. “Come on, baby, put your mouth on her pussy, and I’ll make you come while you make her do the same.”

Annalise moans loudly, and like a fiend, she drops her mouth down onto me and eats. Her gentle licks are no more as she devours me with the intent to make me violently explode.

“That's it, lick her all over.” Priscilla applauds as her fingers work into Annalise frantically. Every now and then, I feel the vibration of her moans tickle me, but as her motive heightens, so does her tongue.

I fight off climaxing the best I can. I even close my eyes to avoid their animalistic hunger for me, but I still have her wet mouth on me to worry about, and there was no escaping that. And to my frustration, I knew they weren’t going to stop until I gave them what they wanted.

“Quit holding back.” Annalise snaps as she shoves her finger fully inside of me. “Fucking come for us.”

Shaking my head, I give them their answer.

“Get down here, Priscilla. If she’s gonna be stubborn, then we're both licking her until she comes.”

My eyes shoot open, and I meet Priscilla’s devious grin. They both make room for each other and once they’re both centered between my legs, they gaze up at me. Both are undeniably beautiful but fucking insane. On the outside, they appeared to be normal girls, but on the inside, they craved corruption and not the forgivable type. They belonged in a psych ward or a prison, but not at an all-girls school, where they could prey on innocent girls like me.

Like Phoebe?

My eyes widen, and the possibility of them doing something like this to her strikes me.

“No more thinking so hard about this.” Annalise orders as they both start to lower at the same time. “No more denying us, because once you spasm on our tongues, you belong to us.”

Then suddenly, they both attack. Two tongues lick. One focuses on my clit while the other pushes into my hole, breaching past the level of deranged they truly are if they think that I will ever belong to them. The sounds of them feeding on me are erotic as they are twisted, but they manage to bring me up to a mountainous peak that I wistfully didn’t want to get to. My insides coil like a venomous snake ready to strike, but as their tongues slash over me, one of them shoves their finger inside of me.

“You feel us now, little mouse?” Annalise presses as her violent caresses turn even more chaotic. “You feel our desire for you? To make you lose your mind and realize that we are what you were made for?”

The onslaught of their tongues never stops. It only intensifies from my lack of response, but I was hanging on by a very thin thread. I was going to detonate at any moment, and unfortunately, my orgasm would do nothing but appease their demented plan to keep me.

They both shift up to where they are now both on my clit. Their tongues bump into one another as they try to bring me over the edge. With every slash, stroke, suck, lick, I'm brought closer and closer to the edge of heaven's ledge that I’m now staring down into the pits of hell. With one foot, I lean myself partly over the berm, then as the finger inside me curls, I fucking jump. I plumate to my demise as a forceful orgasm crashes through me and causes a deafening moan to escape. It’s as intense as it is infuriating. A mixture of hate and lust that makes it all that more intense as it plows through me.

They start to soften their tongues but never fully remove themselves as they lick me clean. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Priscilla grins over me, taking in all my juices before rising to her feet with lust in her expression.

“We only want to please you, Charlotte, and make you see that this is what you were intended to do.” Annalise also rises as her tongue cleans the edges of her mouth. Slowly, she spins until she’s facing Priscilla, and their eyes begin to devour each other whole. Priscilla is the first one to move and grab Annalise’s blonde curls to pull her in close to her body. They close the distance between one another and lock lips. Their kiss is vicious and raw. Full of fucking need and desperation. They claw at each other with malevolence. “One day, you’ll join us like this.” Annalise breaths out, and Priscilla attacks her neck and fiddles with her skirt. “One day, you’ll be the one begging to be fucked.” Her eyes meet mine, and she moans.

Priscilla pulls away and starts undressing her jeans. With quick, hasty movements, she’s bare from the waist down and pushes Annalise onto my desk, where she settles between her naked legs and grinds.

They begin fucking in front of me. On my desk, on my things as if it was normal. Annalise lifts her legs until she finds the perfect spot and tosses her head back in pleasure. “This is what we could do to you, little mouse.” Priscilla grunts as her pussy pulverizes into Annalise with abandonment. They both groan in unison as they ride each other into oblivion.

“We could fuck you like this.” Annalise moans again, and this time turns her head to watch me. “Both of us, at the same time.”

Tearing my eyes away, I can finally feel my eyes fill with tears. I wanted to disappear forever. My inner thighs were dripping with their saliva. My eyes seared with the image of them tasting me, and my head filled with their distorted words. I was lying broken and abused on my bed as the sounds of their sex rang out all around me.

And as they grew louder and more extreme, I found myself slowly losing consciousness as their cries of climax consumed the air.

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CHARLOTTE

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