Page 80 of The Vipers and Their Venom

Zane stares down at where our bodies meet, and where his friend’s hand is still wrapped around his cock. He must have the most self-control of any man I’ve ever met, because he has to be desperate to ram inside me, but he doesn’t.

“Oh, fuck, it stings,” I cry. “I’m not sure how much more I can take.”

“You’re doing so well,” Lex praises me.

“No, no. I can’t.” I stare down at my pussy, how stretched it is around Zane’s huge cock. I can’t imagine how I’m possibly going to be able to take any more inside me.

“He’s nearly all the way in now,mon ange.You’re doing it. Almost there. Just another inch. Does this pretty clit need some attention?” Lex rubs my clit as he talks to me. He’s murmuring in French now, and I don’t know what it means, but it’s as sexy as hell.

I groan and fall back against Saint’s lap.

“Ma cherie,” Saint says as he strokes my forehead. Even he’s playing nice for this particular game.

Zane huffs out a sharp breath, and I stare up into his gaze. I run my hands over his muscles, tracing his tattoos, marveling at the sheer size of him. I’m not sure I can ever get enough. I want to touch him forever.

He thinks he’s damaged, but I think he’s perfect.

His balls are touching me, which means he’s all the way in. I did it. I almost want to shout it out, but then he pulls slowly out and slams back in. The air is knocked from me, and I erupt into white hot heat. Pleasure, pain, panic—they all rush in to fill the void where my breath was.

“That’s right, Venom,” Lex encourages me. “You’re taking him so deep. That beautiful pussy can take whatever we throw at it. You were made for us.”

Zane does it again, and again. Then he lifts my leg and grabs Lex’s hand, making him hold my leg up and out, so Zane can get deeper. He shifts his angle, not once but three or four times, each time thrusting hard and deep. Then he shifts again and, when he piles into me, he hits something that makes me scream. Not in pain but blinding pleasure.

Zane grins, and his expression as he looks down at me is almost devilish. He keeps fucking me, hitting his piercing into that spot until he stays deep just rubbing me there, and I claw at his back, not sure if I’m pulling him in deeper or fighting him off.

I’m going to come, and I try to hold in the desperate sounds I’m making, but I can’t. Saint starts to pinch and pull my nipples.

Lex flicks my clit. “Give in to it. Let us hear you come. We want to hear that pretty voice of yours so bad.”

I shatter, and a scream rips from my throat as I surrender to the pleasure that sends me to a whole other level. My body shakes and jerks, and still I’m coming, bliss rippling and spiking through me. Tiny pieces of me float away on a cloud until I descend back into my body, all my reasoning gone.

I feel strange. Fuzzy. Far away. Then it all goes black.

The next moment, I can hear Lex through the haze of pleasant numbness. “You fucking made her pass out. How the fuck are we supposed to live up to that?”

Zane is still fucking me. I’m passed out, or I was, even if just for a second or two, and he’sstill fucking me.

“Oh, there you are,” Lex grins at me as I open my eyes.

I look up at Zane, and he clenches his jaw as he comes deep inside me. He stills and pumps me full of him before sagging on me.

Beating at his back, I push at him to get off me because he weighs a ton. He does and rolls onto his back, eliciting a pained yelp from Lex, who crawls out of the way.

I think I’m broken. I reach down and feel between my legs. Cum is dripping from me, but it all feels the same, tender and a bit sore, but with everything in the right place.

“You did so good,” Lex murmurs. “You’re all of ours, aren’t you, Venom? Our good girl to play with as we like.”

I murmur a half answer and let my eyes drift closed.

When I wake up with no idea of how much time has passed, I’m shocked to find Saint on his side now, me turned toward him while he sucks on my nipple. Lex is staring at my pussy and working himself, and Zane, where is he?

I look around, but he’s gone. “Where’s Zane?” I mumble, still half asleep.

“Gone to do Zane shit,” Lex says with irritation as if I’ve distracted him, which I probably have. “You blew his mind, and I think he needed some time to decompress. He’ll be working on his table.”

I grin at the idea of blowing his mind, and Saint swaps from one nipple to the other and starts to suck again.

Should we have a talk about boundaries? I’m not sure Lex wanking over my pussy and Saint sucking on my titswhile I sleepis appropriate. Then again, it’s making me horny, so do I really care?

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