Page 60 of We Will Rise

Another hand moves over my back, and I tear my lips from Bishop’s to meet Kovu’s wild blue eyes. He’s kneeling beside me with his cock in his hand as he watches the way his best friends fill me.

“Fuck, Little Lamb,” he groans. “You look fucking perfect right now. Like our perfect little whore.”

A moan tumbles from my throat as Kaos pulls back slightly before pressing a few extra inches inside me, causing both Bishop and me to moan.

“Fuck, I can feel your piercings,” Bishop grits out.

Kaos chuckles roughly from behind me as he slips deeper again, and I can barely breathe, I’m so full. My body is stretched to its limits, but I’m not in pain. Or at least not a pain I can’t handle. I’m surrounded by the men I love as they take what they need from my body.

How could that possibly hurt?

“Are you in yet?” Bishop grunts. “She’s squeezing my cock so tight, and I really need to move.”

“Almost there,” Kaos forces through gritted teeth, and a smug sense of satisfaction washes over me that I can make these two powerful men struggle to contain themselves.

“Please,” I moan.

That single word is all Kaos needs before he surges forward and fills me completely. A strangled scream tears from my throat as my body stretches to its limits, and I’m so impossibly full I don’t know if I need more or less of them.

I bury my face in Bishop’s throat as I breathe through the discomfort, and he brushes his hands down my arms.

“I’ve got you, love,” he murmurs against the shell of my ear.

“I think I need you to move,” I whisper.

“You think?” Kaos chuckles roughly.

I throw a look over my shoulder at him, which just makes him laugh harder.

“You heard her, she needs more,” Crew says from the edge of the bed, and I only get to glance at him for a moment before Kovu is climbing to his feet in the middle of the mattress and guiding my face back to his cock.

He slips between my lips at the same time Bishop helps to guide my hips up his length, and as he pushes back inside me, Kaos retreats.

They set a slow but confident pace that makes it almost impossible to breathe on its own, and then add the way Kovu is fucking my mouth without mercy and my lungs are struggling to pull in a full breath.

“Fuck,” Kovu grinds out. “You don’t know how fucking beautiful you look right now, Camilla. All your holes are full of us, our little whore.”

I groan around him, and Bishop chuckles as he sinks his teeth into my bared throat. Pain wraps itself around me, but that only heightens the pleasure.

“She really liked that,” Kaos growls.

“She sure did.” The tension in Bishop’s voice is so thick I wish I could look at him, but that would mean I would have to stop sucking Kovu’s cock, and that’s not an option right now.

Bishop’s tongue laps at the bite mark he just inflicted before he sucks the battered skin hard, causing the mix of pleasure and pain to roll through my body again.

“Oh fuck,” Kaos groans. “I’m close.”

“Me too,” Bishop agrees.

“Kovu, stop fucking her mouth,” Crew commands, and for a moment I think he’s going to argue, but then he takes a step back but keeps his hands threaded in my hair.

He drops down beside us and slips his hand between me and Bishop, quickly locating my clit and sending a surge of pleasure through my entire body.

“You gonna come with them, Little Lamb?” he murmurs, his lips so close to mine I can almost taste them.

“I need more,” I pant. More of what, I’m not sure because I’m already so fucking full I can barely move, but all I know is there’s something missing.

He chuckles as he circles my clit with one hand, and then the other comes up and wraps around my throat, squeezing so hard heat engulfs me. “Were we not being rough enough with you, Camilla?” he asks as he drags his teeth down the side of my throat, and my entire body trembles.

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