Page 56 of We Will Rise

I use her parted lips to my advantage and push her down on my cock again, not stopping until I slip into her throat and she swallows around me without being prompted.

“Good girl,” I grunt as I press myself so deep her bottom lip touches my balls. “Such a good fucking girl for us. I’m going to fuck your face now, Camilla. I suggest you hold on tight.”

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

CAMILLA

Holy fuck.

My entire body is on fire, and yet they’ve barely started.

Every touch of their hands on my body brings me closer to the edge, and yet nowhere near as close as I want to be.

Kovu thrusts hard into my mouth, and I hand my body to him without hesitation, dragging in rough breaths anytime he gives me the chance before he surges forward again.

Kaos and Bishop alternate thrusts, giving me my first insight into what it will be like to have them fuck me together, while Crew’s intense eyes keep watch over us as they drive me higher.

Bishop pulls his finger free for long enough to sink a second inside me, and I moan, the stretch giving me the slightest bit of pain that I need.

I never thought I’d get off on pain, but I also never thought I would let the four most ruthless men in the city fuck me at the same time, so apparently I’m full of surprises.

Kaos kicks up the speed on the vibrator, and my body trembles as he presses the head to my G-spot, tearing a rough cry from my throat, which in turn makes Kovu moan.

“Do that again,” Kovu pants. “Her throat is so fucking wet and tight.”

“Don’t you dare come.” Crew barks out the order, but I’m too lost in sensations to pay attention to the fact he’s controlling this entire situation.

I glance up at Kovu just in time to catch the glare he sends in Crew’s direction, but that doesn’t stop him from thrusting forward so hard my throat protests at the invasion. I think he might make good on his promise that I won’t have a voice tomorrow if he keeps this up.

Kaos repeats the same motion, which has another guttural moan escaping me at the same time Kovu groans in pleasure. I never understood how group sex worked before, but it truly is a team effort, and I feel grateful as hell to be a part of this team.

I swallow around Kovu’s head, ignoring the discomfort as I lap at the underside of his cock.

“You ready for the plug, love?” Bishop asks roughly.

Before I can think to respond, Kovu drags me off him, and I drag in desperate breaths before I can think about responding.

“Yes,” I gasp. “I’m ready.”

“Such a needy little whore for us, Little Menace,” Crew rumbles, and I turn my head to see him kneeling a few feet away from us, stroking his cock in slow, measured movements.

Bishop presses the silicone plug to my tight ring of muscles, and I take a deep breath, remembering his instructions from the Scarlet Lounge, and then breathe out to allow him to slip it deep inside me.

“Fuck,” I moan.

“Fuck is right, love. Your ass looks so good stretched around this plug, but I can’t wait to see it stretched around one of us.”

When I look up at Kovu, he’s leaning forward over me, and a deep rumble escapes his chest. “You’re going to look so pretty with all your holes filled with us, Little Lamb.”

Kaos kicks up the speed of the vibrator again, and I jolt forward in an attempt to escape the overwhelming pleasure, but between the three of them, they have me held in place.

His fingers brush over my clit, and I cry out. Oh fuck. I was doing such a good job of holding myself away from the edge, but between the plug in my ass and Kaos’s ministrations, I’m only moments from tumbling into a release I can’t possibly stop.

I squeeze my eyes shut as frustrated tears fill the corners. I have no fucking idea how long they’re going to do this or how long I’ll truly be able to hold my orgasm at bay, and perhaps that’s the hardest part of being edged.

“Camilla,” Crew reprimands on a growl.

“I can’t.” I shake my head. “I can’t do it.”

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