Page 63 of Demise

He stands to the side so I can still watch the others, bless him, and fuck me, what a sight it is. Ronan is standing, still face fucking Wesley, while Liam is practically laying on the ground, sucking Wesley with wild abandon. The moans echoing in this cabin are so much, it feels as if the whole place will come crashing around us. I don’t fucking care, though. This is too good.

“That’s it,” Asher grits out as he pushes down my throat further, forcing me to gag and choke. “That’s my good fucking girl.”

I nod my head in agreement as I hear the grunting of Ronan and Wesley continue before they both come. Ronan down Wesley’s throat and Wesley down Liam’s. In a flash, Liam jumps to his feet and crosses the room, grabbing Asher by the cock and pulling him out of my mouth.

My pussy spasms at the way he so casually handles his best friend’s cock before Liam spits Wesley’s cum into my mouth. Surprise hits me, but I tilt my head back further and open my mouth more, running my tongue across my lips so I don’t waste a drop. When I swallow it down, I look over to see Ronan collapsed on the floor, Wesley leaning between his legs as he shakes his head.

“That has to be the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Yeah?” Ronan asks, tilting Wesley’s head up to look at him.

Taking all of us by surprise, Ronan presses his lips to Wesley’s. It isn’t a wildly passionate kiss, more like a soft peck, but I physically see Wesley’s cock twitch and begin to harden up already. Their kiss deepens as Wesley lifts his hand to hold Ronan in place.

Wesley’s teeth sink into Ronan’s lip before he is turning around, laying on top of Ronan and grinding his cock against his.

“Fuckk,” Ronan moans as Wesley’s length grinds against his.

“I need to be inside you, princess,” Asher says, and without any negotiating needed, Vincent pushes me to stand.

I feel incredibly empty without him in me, but it only lasts a few seconds before he forces me to my knees and bends me over. Vincent’s mouth latches onto my ass, licking and swirling his tongue in and around. My eyes roll into the back of my head as Asher slides in front of me, laying on his back as he slips his cock inside my pussy.

“Fuckkk,” I moan.

“There’s my girl. Is Griggs eating your ass, princess?”

“Uh, huh,” I whimper.

“You want him to fuck it next?”

“Yessss,” I moan when Vincent slips a finger inside me.

“It would be my fucking pleasure, siren,” he grumbles into my ear.

Vincent paces his rhythm with Asher perfectly, for being enemies, they sure work amazing together. My eyes move up to see Ronan and Wesley still tangled together, but now it’s Ronan that is kissing up and down Wesley’s body, getting dangerously close to his cock. Wesley’s eyes hold mine, a smile filled with excitement and hope in them.

When Ronan gets just to Wesley’s cock, he pauses for a moment, his eyes finding mine. I give him an encouraging smile before Vincent adds another finger, and I moan once more. When I open my eyes again, Ronan has Wesley’s cock in his mouth, his head gently moving up and down his length while Wesley takes hold of his head.

“Fuck, Ro. Just like that. Goddamnit, are you telling me we could have been doing this for years, and we haven’t?”

I hear Ronan hum around Wesley’s cock, but he doesn’t say anything as he continues. The stimulation of the room in its entirety is almost too much. It feels like I’m watching my favorite movie while also being the star of the show. So much pleasure, so much feeling. It’s overwhelming, and yet I never want it to end.

From behind me, I feel Vincent pull out his fingers before the sound of spitting echoes in the room, followed by the feeling of warm spit on my asshole.

“Keep that back arched for me, siren. We don’t have any lube, so this is the best you’ll be able to get.”

“Yes, we do,” Wesley grunts. “Liam, inside pocket, bottom left,” he says as he points to the backpack.

Liam practically sprints over to it, retrieving the bottle and handing it to Vincent. He pops the top open and dumps a healthy amount on his cock and my ass.

“I’m ready,” I pant.

Vincent presses the tip of his cock against me, slowly sinking into me inch by inch. I cringe for a moment, the pain burning as it rips through me before pleasure gives way.

“Fuck, babygirl. You’re taking them beautifully. I’m so fucking proud of you,” Liam praises.

I look up at him and smile.

“Come here, baby. Let me take care of you.”

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