Page 42 of Kings & Carnage

"I like the sound of that," Rock said, his breath a whisper against my neck that made my nipples even harder. "Maybe I should check it out.”

His hand grazed my stomach and slid between my thighs.

I gasped as he teased my swollen folds, brushing against my clit before sliding two fingers inside me.

"Damn," Rock murmured against my shoulder. "You weren't kidding. She's ready.”

"That right, tiger?" Oscar asked. “Do you want to come?”

"Yes." I barely managed to say the word. Rock was finger-fucking me, his dick pressed up against my ass. Between that and Oscar pressed against the front of my body, his pierced dick inches from my needy cunt, I was already on the edge.

"Tell us," Oscar said. "Tell us you want to come.”

Rock was making circles around my swollen clit while his fingers plunged into my pussy, the pleasure so intense I almost couldn't speak.

"I want to come," I gasped, the promise of release blooming at my core.

Oscar stared down at me, his brown eyes liquid with hunger. He ran his thumb over my lips. "Why didn't you say so?”

Rock withdrew his fingers and pulled me back a few steps in the shower, executing some kind of instinctual dance that allowed Oscar enough room to kneel at my feet.

The new configuration allowed more of the water to splash on the front of my body and I remembered Rock's broken arm.

"Keep that cast dry," I ordered as Oscar pulled open my thighs.

Rock chuckled behind me. "Better step up your game, Drago. She's thinking about my cast.”

"Can't have that," Oscar said, running his thumb over my pussy. "I don't want you thinking about anything but coming.”

He ran his tongue through my slit and I threaded my fingers through his dark hair, wet from the shower, making it clear I wanted more ofthat.

Rock kissed his way across my shoulder and up my neck. He sucked my sensitive skin and pinched one of my nipples between his fingers, grinding his cock against my ass while Oscar buried his face in my cunt, his tongue slipping through my pussy and lapping at my clit like a thirsty animal that had just found an oasis.

A monster orgasm gathered at my center, accelerated by the press of Rock's dick against my ass and the promise of what was still to come.

Emphasis on the wordcome.

Oscar seemed to feel it. He picked up his pace and slid two fingers inside me, doubling down on my clit with his mouth.

"Fuck yes," Rock murmured behind me.

I was grinding against Oscar's face, out of my mind with need, the rhythm of my hips stroking Rock’s dick.

The peak of release was close enough to touch, and I closed my eyes and ran for the edge.

"You make me so fucking hard, kitten," Rock said against my ear. "I can't wait to be buried in your luscious ass. I'm going to fuck it so hard while Drago fucks your sweet little pussy.”

His words, murmured against my ear while his cock slid between my ass cheeks, Oscar’s mouth working its magic on my cunt, pushed me over the edge.

I came hard, my cries echoing off the tiled walls, my body shuddering as the orgasm washed over me.

"That's right," Rock coaxed. "Come on his face, kitten.”

Oscar didn't stop licking and lapping until my body stilled.

I was still gasping, trying to catch my breath, when he got to his feet.

He looked down at me with naked adoration. "Nothing is hotter than making you come with my mouth. I fucking love it.”

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