Page 85 of Fracture

An arm drapes around my waist, and a hard cock is pressed to my ass as Dylan exhales heavily against my neck.

“Good morning,guera,” he murmurs.

I roll over carefully, trying not to wake Levi, and Dylan smiles down at me sleepily.

“Are you sore?” He asks, and I shake my head. He cocks an eyebrow. “No?”

I squeeze my thighs together, clawing at his neck to draw him down to me, suddenly filled with need. “Just a little.”

“More than a little, I think.”

“I don’t care.” I grab at his shoulders, trying to haul him on top of me which is about as easy as lifting a truck. He chuckles softly, which quickly dissolves into a groan as I wrap my hand around his cock. “Please, I need more.”

“Mmm, say that again.”

“Please?” My voice is strained, and I wriggle underneath him, trying to open my legs for him but he holds me in place. “I need you inside me.”

“Beg for it,guera.” He raises himself over me, wrapping a hand around my throat, pinning me to the bed.

“Please,” I squeak out, trying to speak under the pressure of his hand. “Please, fuck me.”

His dark eyes gaze down at me, and he squeezes my throat harder. “Say it again.”

“Please, please, please.”

He lowers his face, drawing my bottom lip into his mouth and biting down on it before commanding, “Again.”

“Please fuck me.”

“Three slaps against my ribs to stop,” he murmurs, and I can’t cough or gasp as he thrusts into me hard.

Even though I’m still slick from Levi’s cum, there’s a stinging heat as Dylan works his cock inside me. But it doesn’t hurt, not really. It feels right. The ache heightens my pleasure, and I’m light-headed from the pressure of Dylan’s hand on my throat.

“So pretty for me, aren’t you? Begging to be fucked right next to Levi while he’s sleeping.” Dylan laughs almost cruelly, and seeing his face twist like that, being at his mercy and surrendering control to him makes my pussy pulse around him, and he groans. “This pussy is heaven. Fuck, so fucking tight for me.”

My back arches off the bed, and I’m aware of movement beside me. Levi lifts his head, but I can’t move, still pinned to thebed by my throat. Even so, I can feel the heat and desire rolling off Levi as he watches Dylan fuck me.

Having Levi’s eyes on us just turns me on even more, makes me more desperate to come and have him too, and how was I ever going to leave this bed again?

“Can you take more?” Levi asks against my ear, and I panic for a second, because there’s no way I can take him as well after I just had them both inside me a few hours ago. Desperation for them both wars inside me, but I shake my head as much as I can under the grip of Dylan’s hand.

Levi looks up at Dylan, his face darkening with lust. “Let her up. On her knees.”

Dylan has me flipped over on my stomach, then hitched up to meet his hips in a split second. Before my hands have found their grip on the bed, he’s shoved back inside me, and I cry out as Levi grabs my jaw, forcing my mouth open. He looks down at me, panting as Dylan fucks me relentlessly. He’s hesitating, waiting for me to say yes.

Which I do by taking his swollen cock into my throat with a loud moan. He tastes sweet and salty, my lips burning as he stretches me. His blunt head hits the back of my throat as Dylan drives into me, forcing me down on to Levi’s thick length until I’m choking and tears are running down the side of my face.

I can barely breathe, but I don’t care, because I’m about to come, moaning and tensing between the two of them as they fuck my throat and my pussy, just like I dreamed. Levi’s fingers tangle in my hair, his hips jerking as he says my name, muttering out praise and curses.

I choke on my cries as I clench around Dylan’s cock, and his fingers dig into my hips with enough pressure to leave bruises as he swells and twitches and begins to spill inside me. Levi fucks my mouth harder, driving more and more tears down my face, and then a hot stream pulses down my throat, so deep I barelytaste him. I swallow hard, eliciting another groan from him, then another, as I take all of him down, fighting to breathe through my nose and blinking away the tears that flood my eyes.

“Fuck, baby girl,” he breathes, stroking my hair. “Fuck. This mouth of yours…” He pulls out of my mouth, stroking my jaw and running his thumb over my lips as I pant and moan, Dylan still buried inside me. “Do you know what it does to me to see you like this? Completely fucking ruined by us?”

I mewl and stretch, wanting more, and more, but Dylan pulls out of me, his cum dripping down my legs, and he gathers me down onto the bed with him, his arms around me as he showers kisses over my shoulders.

Levi collapses down beside us, and strokes my cheek tenderly. “So beautiful,” he murmurs, and my eyes flutter closed. “So fucking perfect, and beautiful. My perfect chaos.”

I lie between them like that for a long time, drifting in and out of sleep, and it’s only when my stomach begins to protest loudly at the lack of food and the too-many burned calories that we finally leave our little love nest. The guys head downstairs to make breakfast while I have a quick shower, admiring the scratches and love bites all over my back and neck.

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