Page 97 of Unwrapping Deviance

I’m slammed down on him, forced to take every inch to the hilt before I’m ready and the pain ... the sweet, sharp pain rips the oxygen from my lungs, crippling the scream locked in my chest. The world shudders and rocks, and I feel the quake in my dark bubble of velvet agony. My core clenches hungrily around the steel wrapped in silk forced deep, deep inside my channel and my body heaves with the pressure. The scorching inferno tearing through me.

“Does this feel like I don’t like it?” Daniel is saying when the alarm bells in my head dull to a roar.

His hands are punishing weights pressing me down, holding me captive to the beast wedged inside my seizing heat. His lips are at my nipple. His teeth hurting. Nipping. Biting. Tongue soothing while he fingers my clit.

My brain takes too long to register the impossibility. It struggles to rationalize how he’s secured my hips while still stroking my nerve bundle and licking my breasts from behind me.

My eyes snap open and my head jerks off Daniel’s shoulder. I don’t know what I’m looking at for a second. There’s a dark head at my chest.

“Christian...”

It hadn’t been the world shuddering, but Christian getting into the truck, into the backseat. His broad frame takes up the seat next to us, his body bent at the waist to tease me.

Heavily lidded eyes lift through thick lashes to find mine with my nipple still caught between his teeth. His fingers glide with unhurried strokes between my folds while his brother keeps me impaled...

“Oh God!”

My head drops back against Daniel’s shoulder. My fingers fist in Christian’s hair, urging him to keep sucking my nipples. To tease my clit. I arch my back and roll my hips. The motion drives Daniel deeper.

“Such a good little toy,” he growls into my ear. “So tight and wet. I’m so deep inside your sweet cunt, Mira, and you’re taking me so well.”

“I want it, Daddy,” I choke out, desperate. On the edge. “I want it.”

“I know you do, baby. I can feel how close you are.”

“How close?” his brother coaxes.

Christian pulls the leg closest to him up and over his shoulder. The position is too deep, too awkward. My limbs aren’t used to the angle, but his mouth has replaced his fingers on my clit and I forget the pain. The discomfort. I swear and thrash. I bounce on Daniel’s perfect cock while his brother fuses his lips around the very heart of every nerve ending in my body and pulls with light, maddening suckles.

Not enough.

It’s not enough. Even with my hand pressed into the back of Christian’s head, my hips rubbing and grinding, it’s not enough.

“Please. Christian, please. More. I’m so close.”

“Let her cum, Chris. We can’t play with her here.”

Daniel palms my breasts. He cradles their weight and strums the peaks in perfect sync with Christian’s intensified sucks.

“Yes! Please, God, yes!”

“Fuck. You’re squeezing my dick so hard, baby. I’m going to fill your unprotected pussy up again.”

I don’t hear the rest of his promise when the wave of release crashes over me and I cum all over his cock. All over Christian’s tongue. My channel grips the solid bulge stretching my walls and I feel it twitch and shudder as it sprays ropes of hot cum up inside me.

“It’s so much,” I gasp, even as my shuddering body milks him.

Daniel chuckles darkly into my ear. “It’s all for you, little doll. Every drop.”

Pills. I’m definitely going to need to get back on them immediately because with the amount I can feel him emptying in me, there is no way he’s not going to knock me up.

He’s still rigid when three sets of hands pull me up and off him. Dislodging him from my body. It’s not rock hard, and the veins aren’t pulsing, but he’s still in a glossy, stiff state that makes my belly tingle.

The sensation releases a thick splatter of cum down my thighs and between my feet to soak into the floor of the truck. I catch sight of my tattered panties chucked to one side, the straps torn. There is nothing to catch the mess he’s created.

“We should move,” Daniel says softly, refastening his jeans, eyes searching the cars around us. “Getting caught fucking in the parking lot of a family establishment won’t end well for any of us.”

“You started it,” I retort, and yelp when his heavy palm smacks my ass.

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