Page 96 of Kings of Violence

It’s strange to think how much he likes feeling them — Konstantin’s cock in his hand, Nikolai’s cock starting to penetrate my ass. That thought doesn’t last, though. It’s hard for any thought to form now, with all three of them taking me.

I suck harder on Konstantin as Yuri’s hips lift to drive his cock deeper into me, as Nikolai forces himself inside of me with a little more enthusiasm than I think I can really handle. He swears, pushing me down onto Yuri to push my ass higher in the air.

The sensations are damn near overwhelming, but it’s hard to think of it that way when all I feel is so much pleasure — pleasure, and pleasurable pain, too. I didn’t think I’d like the feeling of Nikolai’s cock in my ass, and I’m reluctant to admit even now that I sort of like it.

No.

Not sort of.

Ido.

I can feel Yuri and Nikolai rubbing against each other inside me, one thin wall of flesh between them. They aren’t moving in syncwith each other, so every part of me is being bombarded by pleasure with every new thrust.

Konstantin makes a deep rumbling sound, but he also keeps his thrusts mercifully shallow. I rub my tongue over the tip of his cock, then along the length. Saliva drips down my chin, and I must look like a total mess but it’s hard to care.

It gets increasingly hard to focus, and soon, I have to cave. I can’t suck Konstantin’s cock with any sort of skill, I can’t move on Yuri with the determination to rub all the right places, and Nikolai…

Fuck, I don’t know what to do about the way Nikolai feels inside of me.

I whimper around the cock in my mouth, wanting to tell them it’s too much. But when I try to pull back, Konstantin almostgentlyholds me in place in a clear denial.

“Fuck,” Yuri mutters. His hand slips away from Konstantin’s cock, down to my breasts. His hips slam up with more force, and his breathing gets louder.

I know what’s coming, but there’s nothing I can do to stop it. I should be worried about birth control or STIs or even just bracing myself, but it’s all out of my control.

Yuri lets out a very long groan, bottoming out into me as his heat floods inside of me.

Fuck.

Nikolai keeps thrusting into me. I’m not sure when he started to move so fast, so hard, but it’s almost too much to handle. I suck harder on Konstantin, though, trying to force some of the pleasurable pain to recede. Of course, that doesn’t last long. He must’ve already been on the edge, because he groans, and he’s the next to spill.

I try to swallow, but it’s coming too fast, and it ends up running down my chin, down onto Yuri, and that thought makes my body arch and surge with even more desire because fuck, maybe one day I’ll get to see these three hot guys go at each other like they’re going at me right now.

Yuri’s fingers find my clit, and I lick my lips right as my ownorgasm surges within me, making me tighten around his dick. Both he and Nikolai groan, and Nikolai picks up the pace as I come so hard I see stars.

Why the fuck hadn’t I wanted this, exactly?

My hearing is muted, like I’m underwater, but I feel it when Nikolai comes too. I have no energy left to support myself, so I end up collapsing onto Yuri, Konstantin’s cum smearing between us.

Nikolai pulls out and drapes an arm over my side.

“Fuck,” Yuri says, kissing my collar. “Just like riding a motorcycle.”

I let out a hysterical little laugh, nipping Yuri’s skin. There’s so much I could say to that, but I’m too drained to come up with anything particularly clever.

Konstantin pulls away from all of us. I make a half hearted sound of protest, but I don’t have the coordination for more than that.

He moves to the foot of the bed and maneuvers me into lying on my back between Nikolai and Yuri. I give him a confused look, but he ignores me and pushes my thighs up.

Then he leans down and starts playing with my messy cunt.

“Look at that,” Konstantin says with awe in his voice. “So fucking wrecked.” He rubs a knuckle against my sore asshole, where I can feel cum dripping out too.

“She’d be more wrecked if it had been your cock inside her,” Yuri says.

I let out another peal of laughter that sounds like I’m drunk. “Just get him hard again, and he can come inside me too. Why not? I already won’t be able to walk for a week.”

“Maybe in half an hour,” Konstantin retorts. He bends over and kisses the inside of my thigh, just next to my pussy.

---