Page 60 of The Devils of Saint City

“What’s wrong Ash?”

“I want to come,” he admits, twitching when Manson reaches out to stroke him once. “Fu-ck.”

“You’re doing good, Ash. I’m surprised you aren’t pinning one of us down by now, but you remember what our girl wanted. She wants both of us in her pussy.”

Asher nods hastily in agreement, telling me that I’ve pushed him as far as I can today. Time to do a little rewarding of my own.

“Which one of you first?”

They both say “me” at the same time and then share a chuckle. “Fine. Manson first.” Ash’s cock twitches. “I want to squeeze in there.”

“Hell yeah.”

Manson lifts me up to carry me to Asher’s bed, laying back so I can straddle him.

“No,” Asher growls. “Flip her over. I want to see the difference in her eyes this time.”

My heart skips a beat as Manson shrugs, helping me turn around and face the man who has broken me more than once. There’s still a part of me that wants to hide from him, from this, from the pleasure he brings me. Of course the little bastard won’t let me.

Manson slips inside of me almost too easily as he pulls my back against his chest, moving my hair out of the way and kissing my ear. “You’re so warm, pet. I think I could stay inside you forever.”

“No lies there,” Asher agrees. “But you’re going to have to share.”

Grinning, he leans in to flick his tongue over my clit again as his fingers slide inside to stretch me. It’s already too much, no wonder I bled the first time. My breath catches in my throat as I try to relax, but every swipe of the devil’s tongue unravels me a little further.

“Will you stop if I ask you to?”

“Absolutely not,” he growls, a darkness to his tone that makes me clench tightly around them.

Based on the groan Manson releases, he loved it. “Yeah, you must have forgotten the fact that we just edged our boy here. We’ve awoken the devil inside of him.”

It makes me smile. It’s wrong and I know it is, but something about that level of desire makes me feel like a god. “So what are you waiting for?”

His tongue freezes against my clit at the challenge, and when I feel him ghost his tooth along it, I almost wish he’d do it.

“You think you’re ready, pet?” Asher lifts up and removes his fingers to get into position, sending a rush of adrenaline through me that makes me lightheaded.

No, I’m not ready, but that’s exactly why I want it. They’ve shown me over and over again how strong I am, how much I can handle... and how good it feels when they hurt me. Manson’s arms wrap around me to keep me steady as I nod. “I’m ready.”

His rock-hard cock juts in front of him, his soaked fingers gliding along his shaft as he stares at my pussy expectantly. “We’re gonna wreck this pussy, Rhea. You can scream all you want, but we’re not going to stop until your greedy little cunt is filled with both of our cum.”

I relax a little when he adds the tiniest bit of lube, but my breathing immediately picks up again when he leans in and I feel his crown sliding down my clit.

Fuck, I’m really not ready for this.

I try so hard not to scream as he pushes in, but it’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I thought having one in my ass while the other filled my pussy was intense, but this? I feel like my whole body is going to shatter as he drives himself deeper.

The scream comes out anyway.

“Fuck yeah,” he growls menacingly. “Scream for us, baby. Tell me how much it hurts.”

Manson whimpers in pleasure underneath me, his fingers curling into my hips, giving me something else to focus on as Asher grips my chin hard. “There she is,” he whispers almost lovingly. “Awake and fucking desperate for it.”

My cunt spasms as he smacks my cheek hard enough to make me see stars.

“Do it again,” Manson gasps out, twitching under me as he buries himself deeper. “Fuck me, do it again.”

“Sorry, baby sister. I never could deny Manson when he begs.” He slaps me harder this time, his fingers hooking in mymouth when I gasp. I already know what’s coming when he tugs my chin down. It isn’t the kiss I crave, but it’s as close as he’ll give me for the time being.

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