Page 71 of Beneficial Misfortune

Desmond is on the bed with me a second later, a smile on his lips as he looks down at me. Before I can say or do anything, I’m being pulled back down the bed by my ankle. Alex’s grip is firm but not enough to hurt, and when my ass hits the end of the bed, he wraps my leg around his waist, and I quickly do the same with my other leg. It’s not until he moves forward that I feel the heatof his lower body pressed against my almost naked lower half and realize at some point he’d lost his own pants.

When had that happened?

“Have you ever been fucked in the ass, Cherry?” Alex asks, his hands moving around my waist to grip my ass as he talks about it.

“Ugh… I—” My mind blanks as I attempt to answer him, leaving me gaping at him like a fish out of water.

“I’m going to take that as a no,” Desmond says with a chuckle, and I snap my mouth shut.

“That’s okay. We can work up to that,” Alex says in what I’m sure is supposed to be a reassuring tone, but somehow, it’s not.

His eyes dart up to meet Desmond’s gaze over my head, and a smirk curves the edge of his lip up. “Too bad you’ll just have to deal with her mouth until then,” he teases, and Desmond barks a laugh as he moves closer to me, only for me to realize he’s also missing pants.

My eyes drop to the steel bars that line the underside of his cock, and I swear my mouth waters. Desmond is the only pierced dick I’ve ever seen. Honestly, before him, I hadn’t even put much thought into the idea of it. I’d read about it in a book or two over the years, but it always seemed exotic, like something very few people had. So either that was wrong, or I’d somehow just gotten extremely lucky.

“I think we’ll live,” Desmond says, and I quickly look up to find him looking down at me. No doubt he saw the way I was just looking at his cock, if his comment is anything to go off of.

“What do you say, Kitten? Can I choke you with my cock while Alex fucks that perfect pussy?” His question catches me off guard, and it’s not just because of the question itself but because it’s hot as fuck despite it having no reason to be.

Dirty talk was never something I got into. In the past, it always felt forced, but not with Alex and Desmond. No, with them,it’s hot, and for the first time in my life, I think I might just understand why women go crazy for it.

It takes me a second to realize he’s waiting for me to answer him.

“Um, yeah…” I say, and honestly, it’s probably the least convincing thing I’ve ever said in my life, but I’m kind of distracted.

Alex and Desmond apparently hear the lack of conviction in my voice as well.

“Come on, Kitten, I think you can do better than that,” Desmond says, reaching down to grip his dick before slowly pumping his hand down the hard length, over each bar, until they disappear under his hand.

Alex’s hands start at my knees before slowly working their way up to the edge of my panties, where he teases me instead of continuing where I want him most.

“Yes!” I hadn’t meant to say it so loud, but their teasing seems to be getting the best of me right now.

“Yes, what, Kat?” Alex presses, his fingers still teasing the edge of my panties.

I groan in frustration from their teasing, but also the fact that he’s going to apparently make me spell this out for him.

Asshole, he’s enjoying this way too much.

“Yes, Desmond can choke me with his cock while you fuck me.” I refuse to call my pussy perfect, but apparently, I’ve said enough. One second, I’m on my back, damn near ready to beg them to touch me, and the next, I'm on my being flipped on my stomach.

“Up on your knees,” Alex says, slapping a hand to my ass and spurring me into action.

The bed dips behind me, and I feel Alex, though I don’t look back at him. Instead, I keep my eyes on Desmond, who is on his knees in front of me, his cock hard and dripping.

Without a thought, I lean forward, darting my tongue out to lick at the bead of pre-come that’s collected at the tip of his cock while he’s waited for me. It’s not the best-tasting thing, and the texture is strange, but the hiss followed by his mumbled curses make it worth it.

Alex pulls my underwear to the side, not even bothering to pull them off, before he runs two fingers over my soaking wet pussy and gives a husky groan of his own.

“So fucking wet for us.”

Desmond growls at his words before pulling his gaze from me to look toward Alex, and I follow his gaze curiously to find Alex holding up his fingers to show Desmond the evidence of my arousal.

“Fuck, I missed you too, Kitten,” Desmond says, no doubt seeing the red that tints my cheeks.

Alex presses the head of his cock to my opening but doesn’t fuck me the way I want him to, the way I need him to right now.

“Fuck me, Cherry. Choke yourself on his cock and take what you need from me. Let’s show Desmond how much you missed him and all that metal in his cock.”

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