Page 32 of We Will Rise

Camilla moans and doubles her efforts, sucking and licking until I’m so close I can taste my own release. My balls draw up, and I have to force myself to pull out to stop myself from coming before my time.

I crouch in front of her and grasp her chin between my fingers. Her eyes are wild with lust, and small whimpers of pleasure escape her throat each time Crew pounds into her. “You look so fucking pretty being railed by us, Princess.” I swipe some of the saliva dripping down her chin onto two fingers and press them to her lips, which drop open immediately. I push the digits deep until I hit the back of her throat, and she gags around them.

“Fuck,” Crew groans. “Do that again. Her pussy is like a fucking vise right now.”

I press my fingers deep again as she hungrily licks and sucks at them the same way she was my cock a few moments ago. I seek out her gag reflex and push against it, causing her entire body to tremble as she takes everything we give her.

“You ready to come, Camilla?” Crew forces through gritted teeth.

I pull my fingers free, and she moans. “Yes, please, Crew. Please let me come.”

“What do you call me, Little Menace?”

“Daddy, please Daddy,” she sobs.

I shove myself to my feet and grasp my cock in my hand, giving it a few rough pumps to bring myself to the edge. As much as I want to keep fucking her pretty mouth, I can’t wait to watch her fall apart after being edged for so long.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

CAMILLA

Every nerve ending in my body is firing.

I thought I knew what being overwhelmed with pleasure felt like, but I had no idea. This is beyond anything I’ve ever felt, and although I’m so frustrated I can barely breathe, I have a feeling the orgasm I’m about to have will ruin me.

Crew tightens his grip on my hips, slamming into me so hard I’m certain I’ll be covered in bruises tomorrow, but I don’t care. I want their marks. I want the reminders of what they’ve done to me.

Tears roll down my cheeks, and I reach for something, anything, with my bound hands, needing something to hold onto as I barrel toward my release, but I come up empty.

“Crew,” I cry. “Please.”

“Okay, Little Menace. You’ve been such a good girl for us, I want you to come all over my cock,” he commands, and I don’t need any further encouragement.

Pleasure overwhelms me as a sharp scream tears from my throat, and my vision blurs. A gush of wetness accompanies the earth-shattering pleasure, but I’m too lost in my own release to be self-conscious of it.

“Holy fuck, did she just squirt?” Kaos asks as he pumps his cock harder. He’s so close, but too far for me to take him back in my mouth.

My body trembles as another shudder of pleasure racks through me as my orgasm continues to roll through me.

“She sure fucking did,” Crew grunts. “Such a good girl, Camilla. Squirting all over my cock like a perfect whore.”

His filthy words only drag out my release until I’m nothing more than a limp mess being held up by nothing but his grip on me.

Kaos grunts, his hand pumping harder until thick ropes of cum hit my cheeks, and I drop my mouth open to take some on my tongue, savoring the salty flavor of him.

Crew’s grip on my hips tightens as his thrusts lose their rhythm, and a moment later, his cock pulsates inside me, filling me full of his cum and sending another shock of pleasure through my spent body.

It takes long moments for us to come down from our releases, but Crew pulls me up, pressing my back to his chest and wraps his arms around me.

“You did so good, Little Menace,” he praises.

Kaos leans against the desk, his breaths sharp as he tries to regain control of himself. “Jesus Christ, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“You should have felt it. I’m going to be dreaming of our girl squirting for the rest of my fucking life.”

Heat hits my cheeks, a wave of embarrassment rolling over me despite their praise. It’s not like I had any control of it, but even without looking down, I know I’ve made a mess all over Crew’s chair and the carpet.

Kaos cups my cheek in his hand and bends until his face is level with mine. He brushes his thumb through his cum and rests it at my lips. Without hesitation, my mouth pops open, and I suck it into my mouth, lapping at the calloused skin. “You’re so pretty when you’re covered in my cum, Princess.”

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