Page 61 of The Devils of Saint City

The taste of his spit on my tongue pushes me past the point of reason, of pride. I’m nothing right now but a doll they’re using for their pleasure — and I fucking love it. It feels so different this time. The orgasm they rip out of me brings tears to my eyes as I swallow that spit and show him my clean tongue, making him thrust harder.

“Such a good little pet when you want to be.” He slaps down on my nipple as the praise makes my chest swell.

“I told you,” I mumble. “I told you both. You didn’t listen.”

Manson’s hands slide up and roam my body. “You did. We’re listening now.”

Asher nods, his palm wrapping around my throat as he fucks me even harder, and when his cock slips out of me they both cuss.

He slams back inside, tearing a scream from me that he can feel against his palm. Manson squeezes my tits and bites my shoulder as Ash pushes my legs further apart, giving me too many points of pain and pleasure to focus on.

And it’s all I can do to stay conscious as they do exactly as promised. They wreck me.

When they match strokes, I feel all three of our orgasms building. I feel it in the way Asher’s hand around my neck begins to tremble, the way Manson’s nails dig into my skin like he’s trying to hang on. I feel it in the way my whole body seems to vibrate with power.

“Don’t come inside me,” I beg, pushing them like always. “Don’t.”

“Shut the fuck up,” they growl in unison. Manson’s cock jerks inside of me, and the pulse of it sends Ash over with a loud groan.

Manson joins him immediately, both of them twitching and groaning and flooding my cunt with so much cum we can hear it as they fuck it deeper.

With Ash, it doesn’t seem to stop. He’s whimpering by the time he’s spent.

“I think we need to edge him more often,” I laugh breathlessly. “Holy hell.”

“Don’t get any ideas,” he forces out between heavy breaths, but there’s a dopy side smile on his face that makes me melt.

“Agreed,” Manson says, hands sliding along my skin lovingly. “How’s your pussy?”

“Ask me again in an hour. Right now I think she’s dead.” I shift just a little so I can turn my face and kiss his cheek softly. “How’s your cock?”

“He’s as happy as can be right now,” he says with a chuckle, and Asher joining in makes me smile.

“What? He just came, still buried inside his woman with his best friend there too. Dude’s in heaven.”

“I hate to break the party up, but I should pee and then I think I need a nap. Just... pull out slowly, please. Leave my insides where they belong.”

“We’d just find a way to fuck those too,” Ash jokes, slowly inching his way out of me, and when his dick leaves my body I hear him groan at the sight. “So much cum just dripped down your cock. You feel it?”

“Hell yeah, I did.” Manson moans into my ear, rutting up to fuck it deeper. Something tells me they’re not ready to let me go.

I don’t think they’ll ever be ready.

Ash grips underneath my armpits and lifts me off, holding me there so more cum drips down onto Manson, then sets me down right next to him. “Clean him up, pet. Don’t suck. Just use your tongue.”

Fucking hell. My oversensitive clit throbs as Asher holds my hands behind my back and I lean down, licking the cum from Manson’s thigh first.

“So beautiful,” Manson praises just as Asher whispers, “Good girl.”

I can feel their predatory gazes on me as I lap up their cum, but it just makes me want more. My cheeks flush with heat as I lick his balls, his cock, his stomach, hungry for every drop.

The second I’m finished, Asher wraps my hair around his wrist and tugs me up to Manson’s face. “Let him have a taste.”

God, they’re going to kill me.

The feverish way he kisses me makes me crazy, makes me need another orgasm. My fingers find my clit before I can think twice, and before I know it Ash is positioning me on Manson’s thigh and grabbing my hand to pin them together again. “Ride it. Make a fucking mess of him, pet.”

I don’t hesitate. I don’t care. Grinding down, I rub my pussy on his thigh until it’s so slippery, I’m barely getting any friction. It just spurs me on to press down harder, move faster. “Ash, please...”

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