Page 107 of Breaker

Striker’s gasp nearly sends me over. My fingers tighten in his hair.

He releases me, eyes opening to meet mine. “Good girl. Fuck my face. Take what you want.”

Behind me, I feel movement, and the bed dips. Viper’s warm chest meets my back, his hand snaking around to my throat. My head falls back to his shoulder, his dick slipping between my crack.

Striker groans, his body jerking upwards, his hands traveling up my thighs to my stomach. “Don’t fucking stop,” he rasps. “Keep stroking my cock, as you fuck her.”

“Lean forward,” Viper says, breath fanning my ear through his mask. “Let me in your little pussy first.”

I fall forward onto my hands, and it changes the angle of Striker’s mouth so now he’s just sucking on my clit, sending stars and firelight zinging through my blood.

Viper’s cock nudges at my entrance. He enters me slowly, carefully, as Striker sucks me into his mouth, pulling hard on my clit. When Viper pulls out, I feel Striker’s hot tongue sliding over my entrance, licking both of us as Viper moves in and out gently.

“Fuck,” Striker groans. “You both taste so good.”

Vipers thumb presses into the tight hole at my backside and slips in. I gasp, rocking back onto him, dark need coiling inside me too tight. Striker releases me and holds his tongue out for me, like I do him, letting me drag my pussy over it. The thought he’s letting me take from him dials up that primal need. The sensation of his tongue over me, Viper moving in and out slowly, his finger in my ass matching pace, has my chest expanding, my breaths hitching on feral groans.

Their hands roam all over. A finger in my ass, Striker’s fingers gliding all over, Viper’s reaching around to play with my nipples. When Striker starts licking and sucking again, I groan loudly, my movements growing wild, desperate as Striker sucks, licks, his tongue slicking between Viper’s cock and my pussy, devouring us like a man starved.

My release sneaks up on me, and I shatter so suddenly, so completely I cry out, grinding down on his mouth, even as Viper picks up pace and fucks me through it.

I collapse forward onto my elbows, breaths heaving from my lungs as Vipers slips out.

“God that was fucking perfect,” Viper says.

With deep breaths, I blink, the room coming back into focus. “Shit,” I say as Viper’s finger leaves my tight hole, and I sit upright, falling back onto Striker’s chest. I look down between my legs. “Are you okay?”

Striker’s grin, lips wet from my release, looks purely feral. He lifts his head and kisses my inner thigh, before he grips my hips, forcing me to my move down his body. When his cock hits my ass he groans.

“I’m wonderful,” he says, leaning up on one elbow. “I could eat your pretty pussy all day.”

Desire races through me. I reach between us and guide him to my opening, so desperate for more, that my mind, my body, is nothing but hungry want.

“That’s it.” Viper’s hands land on my hips. “Fuck his gorgeous cock while I play with your ass.”

Lowering myself onto him, we both groan as he stretches me, my pussy soaked. Striker grips the back of my neck and pulls me down to his mouth. I taste myself and my neediness that’s not waiting for them to tell me what they want. I’m taking from them.

Viper’s cock hits my ass crack. “Hold still, Sweetheart,” Viper says. “I’m going to cover your eyes.” The blindfold lowers, slick slipping over me, and he ties it at the back.

Like that day in the dining room, my world is now just sensations. Warm hands moving all over me. Striker’s thick cock stretching me perfectly. His hungry mouth on mine.

Viper grips my shoulder, and I feel his lips skim my back, moving up my neck, his cock slipping over my ass.

“Stay just like that,mo leannan,“ he whispers, “Keep your hands on the bed like a good girl, and I won’t tie you up.”

My fingers curl into the bed, clinging to the few fragments left of myself they haven’t possessed as I greedily move up and down Striker’s cock, grinding down on him to take him all the way, loving the pinch of pain that bleeds through the pleasure.

“Oh, fuck, yes. Ride my cock, Princess,” Striker grates. “Be our perfect, filthy little slut and take what you want.”

“This gorgeous ass is going to feel so good,” Viper says as his finger slips back into my tight hole. I hear something click, like a bottle cap and all my attention snaps from the feel of Striker, to Viper at my back and his fingers slipping over my tight hole.

I’m really about to do this.

“Ride his cock, Sweetheart.” Viper’s finger drives back into me, moving in deeper than before.

My groan would be embarrassing if I wasn’t so greedy for more.

“You’re dick is so hard, Strike,” Viper says. “I can’t wait until we’re both fucking her and I can feel your huge cock inside her.”

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