Page 58 of Be My Sacrifice

I can feel Zeke’s hard erection pressing into my stomach and Abe’s into my lower back, and I have never been so grateful to be the filling between them. Even as the thought enters my mind, a chuckle escapes me, and both men break apart and stare down at me with curiosity.

“What’s so funny, Atasi?” Abe questions, his voice raspy and filled with lust, as his amber eyes glow with an internal light, and he thrusts into my backside. His grip on my waist tightens, until I know I will have bruises in the exact shape of each of his digits tomorrow. The thought only makes the lust between us grow stronger.

“I… I was just thinking... I’m the cream filling in a cookie sandwich.” A hint of embarrassment races through me at their stunned looks, before Zeke breaks out with a hearty laugh, the little lines on the side of his mouth and eyes crinkling with enjoyment. It brings warmth to my chest to see some of the shadows that have plagued him leave his face.

“I can definitely fill you with some cream, baby.” Abe leans forward and takes my lips with a growl.

“Fuck, yeah. I would love to see that cream drip right out of you.” Zeke’s husky voice near the shell of my ear has tinges erupting all over my body. “All of your holes, baby, dripping with our cum.”

I almost say yes. I almost demand that both of them take me right here on the floor, and fill me up to the brink with their cocks and their cum, except there is something that I want so much more. Something I am not sure if I have the courage to ask for. It’s almost incomprehensible that I will kill and torture men with no remorse, but get shy and embarrassed when I have to vocalize my wants and needs.

The memory of the last time we were all together tries to rise, and with it comes the memory of Sammy, and how much I miss him. How he, too, would have enjoyed being here with us. Even though he tried to fight his reaction to them and sharing me. He’s never out of my thoughts, and the pain of being away from him is my constant companion. They must see the sadness overtake me on my features, and can guess the direction of my thoughts. I don’t want to ruin this right now. I just can’t seem to help it; he is never gone from my mind or my heart, and my soul misses a part of itself. My Sammy is with me with every breath I take, and he being gone, taken from us, feels like something is missing inside of me, something dying a slow and painful death.

“What can we do, Atasi? How can we make it better right now?” Abe questions while wrapping his thick arms around the two of us and crushing me between them, peppering the crown of my hair with kisses. It’s a sweet and gentle gesture, so like the big, fierce teddy bear that he is. The Abe he was, before all of this started, and my life almost became forfeit.

Zeke rubs his nose along mine, kissing the tip, then my cheek, the corner of my mouth, and finally my lips, before pulling back and staring into my eyes, as if he can read what is down deep inside of my soul. All my wants, needs, and desires are an open book for him to unlock.

“I just want to forget for a few hours the horrible world that we live in. I want, no, Ineedto shut my brain off, just for a bit, and not think about the fucking Brotherhood, David, or that Sammy and my nephew are still out there, and how essentially all my family is gone but that child. Just make me forget. Please.”

“We are your family, Atasi. You are never alone,” Abe mumbles into my hair, the vibration soothing, and almost causing the tears I’m restraining to cascade from my eyes.

“What do you need, Snow? Use your words, baby, so there are no misunderstandings here.” Zeke’s hands come to cradle my face as my eyes meet his, emerald green clashing with blue, his so alive and heated that they make my core clench, and my panties dampen further. Those eyes, and the expression of need on his face, give me the courage to speak my wanton desires.

I bite down hard on my lip, their eyes following the action. “I want to watch. Both of you. Together.”

Silence fills the room as they both freeze in their tracks. At first, I think I’ve made a colossal mistake by uttering the words.Fuck, do they think I’m a depraved mess? Are they turned off by my request?Then Abe’s large hand circles my neck, pulling me back into his formidable body, and I feel his cock straining at the confinement of his pants, as he thrusts against my asscheeks, and my eyes want to cross at the sensation.

”Mygood girlwants to watch as I fill Zeke’s mouth with my cock, before I take his ass?”Jesus, fuck, the seductive way he says that makes my knees shake and almost buckle. If I wasn’t pressed between both of them at the moment, I have no doubt that I’d be a damn puddle of goo on the floor right now.

“Maybe she wants to watch how you spreadyourasscheeks wide and take me balls deep inside of you, and then you suck the taste of your ass off my cock?“ Zeke questions with a groan, and I have to clench my thighs together at the image that he paints.

I’m going to combust just at their words, and I won’t get to see shit. “Lock the door, and both of you get naked. I want to see both of your hard cocks.” My words and demands are brazen, but Abe immediately releases me and goes to the door, closing it firmly and engaging the lock, while Zeke pulls all of the old curtains shut, sealing us inside and keeping prying eyes out. A few rebels are still stationed here at the house with us, and we don’t need them to see what happens between us. Not that I care about their opinions, but why add more fuel to the fire? A relationship like ours is not the norm in our society.

Abe moves back towards us as I sit in the chair again, preparing myself to watch them together. He rips off his pale gray shirt, throwing it on the floor at my feet, and then removes his shoes and pants until he’s all golden skin, covered in healed scars and masterpieces of colorful artwork. His hand tightens around his long, hard cock, the engorged tip leaking beads of precum, as he works himself roughly. My mouth waters with the desire to lick all of those beads up, even as I tighten my thighs and try to swallow a moan that wants to escape. He’s ridiculously stunning, an alpha male in all his glory just waiting to mate, to devour what is his.

The rustling of clothes being removed has me tearing my eyes away from the movement of Abe’s hand, and dragging my vision to Zeke, who’s already getting naked. His long hard cock bobs in front of him, the thick veins prominent and the piercing at his tip glinting in the light, as cum slips down his length in thick rivulets, trailing over his heavy testicles that tighten as they watch Abe work his cock.Fuck!If Abe is stunning, Zeke is breathtaking in all his virile masculinity. He’s sex on legs, and he knows it. A temptation straight from the devil to corrupt my soul. I would willingly commit almost any sin to have him.

His movement forward breaks me out of my lustful thoughts. “Get naked, Snow. You want a show, and so do we. You’re going to play with yourself, my little slut, while I fuck his ass deep and hard until he screams both our names.”

Well, fuck. That’s an invitation I won’t be declining. I don’t waste another moment slipping my clothes off, my core drenched and soaking the apex of my thighs, as Abe gets to his knees in front of Zeke and licks a line up his thick, muscular, tattooed thigh, working his way towards his cock that is standing at attention. A groan leaves Zeke’s mouth as one of his hands makes its way into Abe’s hair, pulling at the strands before fisting them.

“Drape your legs over the arms of the chair, Dinah, and spread your pussy lips so I can see how wet you are. Show me how sexy you are, Snow.”

A moan leaves my throat as I run my hands down the soft flesh of my chest, cupping one of my full breasts in my hand and squeezing, before continuing down past my stomach until I reach my throbbing clit and I rub circles on it, adding pressure and making myself gasp, as more wetness leaks from inside of me.

A manly, throaty groan reverberates in the air. My eyes are brought back up from my drenched core just in time to watch Abe take Zeke’s cock deep inside of his mouth, where he begins a rhythm of bobbing his head and gagging on his length, as Zeke grabs onto the back of his neck roughly, and his other hand tugs on Abe’s short, dark strands and forces Abe to take more of him down his throat.

“That’s it, my cockwhore, suck me deep, Abe. Show me how much you’ve missed me, missed my cock choking you.” Gagging and choking sounds greet Zeke’s words, and almost have me orgasming on the spot. I slide my fingers between my slit, trailing them back and forth through my wetness, as Zeke watches me with his bottom lip trapped between his teeth, while he fucks Abe’s throat without mercy. My eyes flutter and threaten to close with how turned on I am, the pleasure of observing them, and touching myself, propelling me closer to the edge.

“Snow, slip those pretty fingers inside of your cunt and fuck yourself nice and deep. I want to see how many you can take, our perfect slut.”

I slip one finger in, and then a second and a third until I’m panting hard, and my core is clenching down on my digits. My neck moves restlessly as all the emotions and sensations fill my senses.

“Baby, you can take one more. Show me how much of a slut you are for us. Fill that pretty pussy up, stretch it so you can take our cocks,” Zeke demands with a groan.

I slip another finger inside of my needy cunt, and the feeling of fullness almost makes me detonate, as I thrust my four fingers over and over inside of my drenched pussy. My thumb strokes against my throbbing clit, as moan after continuous moan leaves my lips, the sound ragged and depraved, and my eyes threaten to roll back in my head.

“Fuck, so good, so fucking good.” The moans slip from my lips as the waves of electricity begin to soar through my limbs, pushing me quickly towards that precipice that I want to throw myself off. Heat races along my legs, back, and chest, making every hair on my arms stand at attention and every nerve-ending sizzle. My body burns, and feels like it may catch on fire, with all the pleasurable emotions moving within me.

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