Page 31 of We Will Rise

“Mmm, I’m not sure. Have you learned your lesson?”

“Yes! I’ve learned that the next time you decide to distance yourself from me, I just have to accept it.”

More tears fall against her cheeks, and I long to wipe them away. I may be obsessed with making her cry, but her genuine distress tugs at something deep inside me that I buried until she walked into our lives.

“That’s not the lesson here, Little Menace, and you know it,” Crew growls.

She huffs out a sigh. “I won’t tie you to a chair, get myself off, and then leave you tied up, forcing you to ruin your favorite tie.”

Crew presses a kiss to her temple, and I don’t miss the way he tightens his hold on her ever so slightly. I have no fucking idea how he thought he was going to step away from her and let the rest of us live happily after, because it’s clear as fucking day that he loves her, something I didn’t think he was capable of after Kayla died all those years ago.

“Good girl,” he murmurs. “Would you like Kaos to help me give you a reward?”

I groan, my cock immediately pulsing at the idea of sharing our girl. Admittedly, out of all the combinations we’ve ever done with the women we’ve shared, I don’t think Crew and I have ever shared alone, but I’m down for anything if it means I get to feel my girl come.

“She likes that idea.” Crew smirks as he trails kisses down her neck until he reaches the neck of the shirt she’s wearing. I’m convinced part of the reason Kovu keeps Camilla so stocked up on his shirts is because he knows she gets fucked in them at least once a day. “Would you like to suck Kaos’s cock, Little Menace?”

She whines, the sound desperate and needy, and my feet are moving before I’ve even made the conscious decision to do so.

I make quick work of shoving my sweatpants down, and my hard cock pops out, just as eager as I am for her lips to stretch around us.

Camilla reaches for me but quickly finds her wrists restrained in one of Crew’s hands.

“Lean forward, Camilla,” he commands, and she does as she’s told, bringing her face level with my cock, and I’d imagine giving him a new angle to fuck her.

I cup her cheek in my palm and tilt her face up to me. “You gonna be a good girl for us, Princess?”

She moans. “Yes, Kaos.”

I smile, giving my cock a few hard pumps with my free hand before I straighten and rest my head at her lips.

Camilla doesn’t waste any time, her lips immediately wrapping around my head. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive underside of my length as she takes more of me into her mouth, and I bite down on my lip to catch the groan that threatens to escape as she laps at my piercings.

“You take us so well, Little Menace,” Crew praises as he reaches into his top drawer and pulls out a mangled tie. Of course he kept the damn thing despite it being ruined.

He makes quick work of securing her wrists behind her back, and she moans around me as he shifts slightly inside her.

Crew has the patience of a damn saint for spending so long inside her without fucking her, but he has always been the sadist of the bunch. He loves to use a woman’s pleasure to push her to her limits, and I have a feeling that will only be even more the case with Camilla.

“You’re not to come until we give you permission, do you understand?” Crew grasps her hair at the base of her skull and tugs her off my cock so she can answer.

“I understand,” she murmurs.

Without warning, he pushes her down onto my cock and forces her deeper until the head of my cock hits the back of her throat and she gags around me.

Crew and I groan in unison before he pulls her back slightly and pushes her body forward again, repeating the motion over and over, each time forcing her to take more of me.

“Such a good little whore for us, Camilla,” he croons.

She moans at the praise as she licks and sucks my cock, handing over her body to us and trusting us not to let her fall.

I weave my fingers through her dark brown locks, and Crew relinquishes control so I can take over, and instead grasps her hips.

As one we start fucking her, and with each thrust she moans around me, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. She’s too fucking good at giving head, and I’m already fighting not to unload my balls all over her pretty face.

“Fuck, your mouth, Princess,” I groan.

“Her pussy is so wet,” Crew grunts. “She’s so close, I can feel her pulsing around me, but she’s being such a good girl, holding her orgasm for us.”

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