Page 59 of We Will Rise

A small smile tips up her lips. “I can take whatever you throw at me.”

He chuckles and shakes his head. “So perfect for us.” He brushes her hair from her face and cups her cheek. “I’m going to give you an option here, Camilla, because you’ve been so good for us.”

Her breath catches in her throat, but she gives him another nod.

“Do you want one of us in each of your holes? Or would you like us to stretch that pretty pussy?”

I groan at the thought and give my cock a few hard pumps. Jesus, if we keep this up, I’m going to blow my load before I can even get inside her.

“I want one in each hole this time,” she whispers, her cheeks turning the most delectable shade of pink.

He nods with a smirk. “Good girl.” He presses a gentle kiss to her lips before pushing himself up and nodding to Kaos. “You take her ass. Kovu fuck her throat.”

“Come here, love.” I reach for her and carefully help her crawl further up the mattress until she straddles my thighs and her soaking wet pussy brushes over my aching cock, and we both let out a mutual groan. “Why don’t you put me inside you?”

Without hesitation, Camilla reaches between us and positions me at her entrance before slowly sliding down on me. We both moan as she stretches to accommodate me, but I hold her steady once I’m seated deep inside her with the plug rubbing against me through her thin wall.

“Hold still so Kaos can get you ready for him,” I murmur. How the hell he’s going to fit is a mystery to me. She’s already so fucking tight with just the plug inside her.

Her body jolts when Kaos presses the plug deeper before he pulls it free altogether, dragging a gasp from her throat.

I press a palm against her cheek and coax her face to mine, pressing my lips to hers in a slow kiss that isn’t nearly as filthy as this moment is. I pour everything into the kiss, saying everything I wish I could express with words, and she gives it right back as her hips shift back and forth, rubbing her clit against my pubic bone.

Somewhere in the room I hear the bottle of lube pop open and then someone pours it over her asshole, causing it to drip down to where we’re joined.

Kaos crawls across the mattress until he’s positioned behind her, his huge body making her look impossibly small between us.

“You ready, Princess?” he asks as he grasps her hips and repositions her on top of me, giving him the angle he needs.

“Yes,” she murmurs.

“I’ll go slow.”

“Don’t.”

A rough chuckle tumbles from my lips, and I meet Kaos’s eyes over her shoulder. I give him a small nod, confirming she’s okay, and then he notches himself at her ass, and Camilla drags in an unsteady breath.

“Hold on tight, love.”

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

CAMILLA

Igrasp hold of Bishop to hold me steady, but the two huge sets of hands are doing that for me. There’s so much emotion swirling around inside of me as Kaos notches his cock at my tight ring, but I’m too caught up in the pleasure running rampant through my body.

I never knew it could be like this.

Of course I already figured out that sex is way fucking better than I ever expected it to be, but I never anticipated how intimacy with another person could make you feel so much. How your heart can swell as your body experiences unbelievable pleasure. And I’m just extra lucky because I have four men who treat me both like I’m their perfect princess and their filthy whore.

Bishop takes my lips with his again, gently coaxing them apart with his tongue as Kaos begins pressing inside me.

The stretch is so intense I can’t help but wince. Fuck. I knew it was going to hurt having them both inside me, but I wasn’t quite prepared for this. It’s not pain like I’m used to. Maybe closer to discomfort. But it takes my breath away.

Bishop holds me steady as his tongue sweeps over mine, and the combination of the two of them drags a strangled moan from my throat.

“You’re doing so good, Princess,” Kaos praises from behind me. “Just relax for me, and we’ll make you feel so fucking good.”

I take a deep breath and sink further into my kiss with Bishop, allowing him to distract me from the way Kaos is stretching me.

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