Page 72 of The Vipers' Vow

“Look at me, slut,” he commands.

Dazed, I lift my gaze to his.

“I’m not going to be gentle,” he tells me.

He fucks into me with one deep, hard stoke, and I cry out, my back arching. He gently takes the clamp off my right nipple, immediately sucking it into his mouth. He sucks on me for ages as he pumps in and out of me.

I float away on a cloud of endorphins and happiness as Saint fucks me while the other two watch.

27

ZANE

Itake a seat and watch as Saint fucks Vani.

With my hand around my cock, I slowly masturbate. I’ve already come once, but I still want our girl riding on my dick. If I can have her when she has Saint’s cum dripping from her pussy and Lex’s cum dripping from her ass, even better.

Watching Saint fuck her into another orgasm almost has me climaxing in my hand, but I manage to hold back.

Vani’s like a ragdoll, spent and exhausted. Her creamy skin is flushed, and her hair is all over the place. She looks like she can barely remember her own name, and it’s hot as fuck.

I reach down and pull her up onto my lap, so she’s straddling my cock. I stroke her hair away from her face, and her eyelids flutter open, her brown eyes soft and unfocused.

I point at my chest and lift one finger.

She nods and whispers, “One more time.” Her words are a little slurred as if she’s drunk on sex and the four of us together.

I smile and kiss her, shifting her into position so her swollen, sopping pussy swallows my cock. Fuck. She feels incredible, so wet and hot, wrapped around my dick, and I know in part that’s down to Saint being here before me. The thought gives me a thrill because, in a way, it’s so taboo.

I run my hands all over her body, tracing all her curves, her rolls, her mounds of flesh. Fuck, she’s so incredibly sexy. A man of my size needs a woman he can lose himself in, and that’s exactly what I’m doing.

I lift my hips from the chair seat, fucking into her. She bounces on my lap, her tits jiggling. Her lips are parted, her eyes rolling. I wish I could tell her I loved her out loud, to be able to shout it from the rooftops, but, instead, I tell her in my own silent way.

I tap her cheek with one finger to get her to open her eyes, which she does, and then I release my hold on her curvy ass to cross both arms across my chest. She smiles and does the same. It’s an abbreviated version, but we both know what we’re saying, and that’s all that matters.

My cock twitches in response, and her eyes widen. I know she felt that.

My dick loves her too.

I grab her hair and tug her face to mine. Our lips meet and our tongues tangle, and my hips pick up their pace. My other hand reaches around to finger her cum-laden, stretched ass, and she cries out.

“Oh, God, Zane. Oh, fuck. I can’t…I can’t. Not again.”

I don’t know if she’s talking about my fingers playing in her ass, or the fact that she’s panting, and her clit is grinding against me so she’s probably about to come again.

But we both know she can take my fingers, and we both know she can come again because Vani comes like a fucking machine. As if on cue, I feel her pussy contract and convulse, and I let go of my own climax, pushed on by the way she grinds mindlessly against me, lost in her need. I jam myself deep inside her, feeling the hot streams of cum leave my body and enter hers.

I’m gifting her a part of me, and I wish there was a way she could keep it inside her forever.

28

VANI

We spend the night in the big bed in the mansion.

It wasn’t made for quite so many people—and especially not people as big as Zane—but we make it work. I know none of us wanted to be without the other. We slept like a pile of puppies, all tangled around and heaped on top of one another.

I’m the first to wake. I have class, and I need to get ready. I can’t turn up looking like this and stinking of sex. I’m glad I managed to sleep, though I think I was borderline unconscious, and the bad dreams I’d been afraid of managed to evade me.

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