Page 12 of Claimed By the Damned

Zeke got the door open and practically dragged her inside, seemingly struggling with his own control. Knox followed, thankfully having enough sense to close the door behind them. She didn’t need the entire bar to hear them. It was bad enough that her legs were still shaky and weak from the orgasm they had forced out of her downstairs, and she had yet to catch her breath. But none of that seemed to matter as she found herself grabbing the front of Zeke’s shirt and slamming her lips against his.

She was lost to the passion and desire now coursing through her veins, and her only thought was how desperate she was to get them naked. To see if they were as good with their cocks as they were with their fingers. She knew she was going to regret this in the morning, but she would deal with that then.

Kissing Knox back at the bookshop had been hot as hell, even though she had been resistant at first. Now, she wanted a taste of Zeke and to see if she could break through his restraint. Until now, he had been the most respectful of the three, never touching her without permission and keeping his distance while she tried to process things. It was sweet, but she was done with sweet. Now, she wanted to explore what his limits were and what it took to push him past them.

Knox stepped up behind her and began kissing her neck as the three of them moved as one unit. They stumbled, all hands and mouths, past the living room, down the hall, and into a dark bedroom that smelled like Zeke. They seemed to reach the bed in a matter of seconds, and by that time, Knox already had the zipper on the back of her dress down and his erection pressed hard into her ass. Meanwhile, Zeke had one hand tangled in her hair, giving him complete control over the kiss, and the other squeezing her breast.

As Zeke’s mouth claimed hers hungrily, Knox slid the shoulders of the dress down past her arms, and the garment dropped to the floor, pooling at her feet. He then unsnapped her bra with ease as he nipped at the skin on the back of her neck.

Amara moaned into Zeke’s mouth as the cooler air licked at her exposed flesh, and every nerve in her body tingled with awareness. Four hands began squeezing her breasts, exploring the curves of her stomach and hips at the same time.

Needing to touch and feel for herself, she hooked the hem of Zeke’s shirt with her fingers and lifted it over his head. Hastily, she flung it aside while he worked on the button of his jeans. He kicked them off along with his shoes. Behind her, she could feel Knox removing his clothing as well. None of them were taking their time. It was as if they were afraid that she might change her mind, though she was too far gone for that now.

“Get on your knees, little bunny,” Knox whispered huskily in her ear. “Let’s see what that pretty little mouth of yours can do.”

Amara shuddered at his words but did as she was told and dropped to her knees on the floor between them, her hands flat on her thighs as she blinked up at them. It was like a dream, an erotic, sexy dream where she knelt before two delicious gods, completely at their mercy.

From where she knelt, she had an unobstructed view of their perfectly sculpted bodies – six-pack abs, muscular thighs, intricate tattoos, and the biggest dicks she had ever seen in her life. Her eyes widened at the sight, and she found that she was a little worried about the size. The two of them together might tear her apart. But that thought was quickly shoved aside when she spotted the piercing in Knox’s tip. She really shouldn’t be surprised though because he did admit to enjoying a bit of pain. She just didn’t expect him to have a piercing there.

She must have spent too long admiring the two of them because Zeke suddenly grabbed a handful of her hair and tilted her head back. “Open wide, Princesa.”

She obeyed immediately, and the moment she opened her mouth, they shoved their dicks inside. Because they were so big, she couldn’t fit both of them in her mouth completely, so she reached up and took each one by the shaft, stroking them as she swirled her tongue around the tips. Knox grunted, and Zeke let out a groan. It took her a few moments, but she eventually found a rhythm that worked; alternating between sucking Knox, then Zeke, and then taking them both. The guys seemed to enjoy it immensely if the sounds they were making were anything to go by. It only fueled her.

Despite being the one on her knees, Amara felt powerful and completely in control. She knew without a doubt that, if she told them to stop, they would. They wouldn’t be happy about it, but they wouldn’t force her like that either. And the fact that she was able to make them wild like she was made it a major turn-on. Already, she could feel her arousal dripping down her clenched thighs.

Suddenly, Knox grabbed her hair roughly and pulled her off of him before shoving her down onto Zeke’s shaft, forcing her to take him all the way down her throat. She gagged, but he continued to hold her there, cutting off her air, until tears rolled down her cheeks. Zeke cursed loudly in Spanish as she just took it.

“Have you ever taken two guys before?” Knox asked her as he started to bob her on Zeke.

She vaguely remembered Zeke asking that same question just before they brought her upstairs, but she had never responded. She shook her head a bit as she used her hand to stroke what she couldn’t fit into her mouth.

Knox growled in what she assumed was approval.

Amara continued to suck Zeke, swirling her tongue around his shaft and flicking it against the tip. His hips bucked, forcing his cock deeper down her throat, and his fingers tightened in her hair. She was driving him crazy, she could tell, and she was enjoying every minute of it. It made her moan, the sound vibrating Zeke’s cock and causing it to swell inside her mouth.

“Fuck, you better pull her off of me, or I’m going to cum down her throat,” he said through clenched teeth. His words made her pussy throb in response.

Once again, Knox yanked her off by her hair, and her mouth released Zeke with a pop. Knox was being rough, but she could tell that he was holding back a bit, and she didn’t want that. She wanted to see the beast lurking beneath. Instinctively, she turned to Knox and took him into her mouth this time, rolling her tongue against his piercing. Remembering how much he said he liked pain, she dragged her bottom teeth along his shaft before taking him back down her throat. Knox shuddered in response and tipped his head back with a moan.

“Again,” he grunted.

Amara smiled to herself, did as he demanded, and then nipped at the tip, the piercing clicking against her teeth. Knox sucked in a quick breath and returned his gaze to hers. His eyes blazed with a carnal need that mirrored her own, and that look alone nearly made her cum on the spot.

“You love my cock, don’t you?” he asked. “Fuck, it looks so damn good being swallowed by your mouth.”

Her eyes remained locked on his as she ran her tongue along his shaft before taking him down her throat the same way he made her do to Zeke. He had been teasing her all this time, and she felt it was only fair that she do the same.

“Shit,” he hissed, his hips bucking roughly. “I’m going to fucking destroy you.”

Her pussy clenched at the threat, and she could feel herself getting wetter by the second. Needing to alleviate some of the ache that was building, she slid her free hand between her legs and slowly began working her clit.

Zeke tsked at her as he bent down and shoved her hand away. “Oh no, Princesa. You don’t get to touch yourself; that’s our job tonight.” His hand took the place of hers, and his fingers slid between her folds. He let out a sigh of appreciation. “She’s fucking soaked.”

“Damn right she is,” Knox groaned. “Make her moan.”

As Zeke circled her clit with his fingers, his other hand trailed down her back, leaving goosebumps in its wake, before going over the curve of her ass. Suddenly, she felt his finger press against her tight bud, though thankfully, he didn’t go any further than that. “Have you ever had someone back here before?” he asked softly.

She shook her head, a little nervous about being touched there.

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