Page 39 of Filthy and Dirty with my Captors

There’s pain, but it’s not the kind I was expecting. It’s a short-lived stinging sensation followed by an uncomfortable stretch, then…euphoria.

“Damn, Birdie,” Owen groans. “You like it? Does he feel good?”

I nod slowly, my mouth hanging open, my eyes now wide as Moose continues to slap his balls against me.

Hawk kneels at my side, stroking his cock near my mouth as though he wants me to suck.

I grip his thickness, stretch my lips around his girth, and take him into my hot mouth as I moan. This is a position I’ve never thought about before, but I like where it’s going. I’m not controlling any of the movements of this blowjob, Moose is. The way he thrusts is the way Hawk is touched.

Moose thrusts faster and faster as I suck Hawk off.

Fuck. I’m gonna explode.

“Come for me, Birdie,” Owen groans, squeezing my tits. “Come on his cock.”

Moose growls and squeezes my thighs. “What a good girl, taking care of all these dicks.”

I whimper against Hawk’s cock as I try to stay focused on a rhythm but I’m losing it, and so is Moose. His thrusts get faster and harder, then slow and steady, until he squeezes his eyes closed, growls out, and thrusts one final time.

It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. A big, giant, moose of a man coming unraveled before me.

Whimpering, shuddering, aching, and heated, I turn my head and let the contractions take me over as Moose pumps out the last of his pleasure.

Oh my God, I’m dead. I’m literally dead. Deceased. Nothing left.

“Come down here and suck the tip,” Moose demands, running his hand up my frame. “Taste what you did, little girl. Come on.”

Oh God.

Sitting up, I lean forward and lick the tip of his cock, tasting the love we’ve made before taking him into my mouth to clean him off.

A growl leaves his lips as he leans forward and kisses my head. “You’re so tight, honey. That had to hurt.”

“You felt good,” I pant, still in shock.

Before I’ve settled, Owen takes over, sinking into me with an excited groan. “Fuck, he’s right. You’re so tight, Birdie.”

I’m already losing my mind, but knowing Owen is splashing around in Moose’s come drives me to straight-up insanity.

Why? Why does that turn me on so much?

Moose strokes my hair and leans into my ear, rumbling low warm air against the lobe. “Tell him how bad you need it.”

I swallow hard and stare toward my best friend, the man I’ve fantasized about for years. “I need you so bad, Owen. I need your come.”

Hawk strokes himself at my side as Owen turns me just slightly and drives in deeper. It’s a completely different experience at this angle. He’s hitting something new, or maybe the same thing but in a different way.

Oh, dear God.“I love you all so damn much,” I cry out as another orgasm attempts to break me.

“We love you more, sweetheart,” Hawk groans, kissing my neck and the lobe of my ear.

The softest, warmest touch of his breath tickles my body as Moose nibbles my nipples and Owen thrusts.

“Right there,” I moan. He’s hitting a spot that hasn’t been touched yet. A soft, deliriously perfect spot that’s about to send me into madness.

His fingertips dig into my hips as he thrusts faster and harder.

Oh God.

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