Page 24 of Amour Fou
Looking between the both of us, her eyes shine like diamonds in the night sky. Nerves filling her to the brim.
“Please, fuck me… you both feelsooogood. And I’m so close.”
“Anything for you,” Zeke answers. Dropping my head, I kiss along her neck, and when the both of us begin to move in unison, she relaxes further and fully hands herself over to us. Two sets of hands roaming her body. Our heavy, guttural moans blending seamlessly, working in sync with one another.
“Fuck, that’s it. You both feel so fucking good,” I moan, my eyes finding Zeke’s and I lean in, kissing him. The feel of his cock rubbing against mine feels unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.
“Harder, both of you. Fuck me like you hate me.”
“Alyssa, I don’t—”
“Fuck!! Just do—”
Zeke doesn’t give her a second longer, pressing his hands under her lower back, angling her up, and ploughing into her so ruthlessly that I can feel his aggression through the thin layer of skin separating us both. Following suit, we finally find a synchronic rhythm.
Skin slapping together, sweat building on our skin, my balls rubbing against his and it’s amazing. Both mine and Zeke’s ball sacks draw up at the same time, but no matter how much we are fucking desperate to come, our silent understanding explains… not until she comes first.
Always first.
Alyssa howls and I can feel her core heating, tightening, ready to let go.
“Alyssa, your cunt is squeezing my cock. Fuck,” I growl, gripping her face in both of my hands. “Brother, I’m about to fucking come, Jesus.”
“Me too!” Zeke replies through heavy pants, both of us fucking her without a single ounce of control or restraint, our moans and cries of ecstasy filling the room, overflowing into the very building work of this manor.
Zeke reaches around, flicking her clit. “Come for us, Alyssa.”
“Ohmyfuckingfuck!”
“Fuck!” she screams. “I’m coming!”
“That’s my girl.” He croons, pressing his forehead against her temple.
Alyssa’s back arches off of Zeke’s chest and all three of us lose control in that moment. Her scream of pleasure sends Zeke and I over the edge. Both of us filling her simultaneously with thick ropes of warm cum.
“Good girl.” The praise comes from us both immediately. Our subdued breathing the only sound left in the room, as the three of us begin to come down slowly from the heaviest orgasm either of us may have ever had.
2 weeks later…
I’m lying face down with my arms tied tightly behind my back. Waiting patiently for them both. These motherfuckers have been relentless since I let them use me during the night of Deepest Desires. There hasn’t been a moment where my body has been free from their hands or cocks, and tonight is no different.
I have absolutely no clue where I am, except that I’m naked, arms bound. And the only thing illuminating the warehouse—at least I think it is—is the circle of fire spanning out at a ten-foot radius around me. I can feel the heat billowing from the flames and dancing along my skin.
The fire is far away enough where my skin wont blister, but close enough for my skin to glaze with sweat. I’m a fire breather so I have a very good relationship with it, however, being stuck in the middle, naked and alone… is slightly terrifying. Which, if that’s the case, why the fuck is the space between my thighs throbbing the way it is.
“You assholes! Get out here!” I scream from the dirty floor. Readjusting my body, I try to manoeuvre myself so I’m able to bring my knees up and under my stomach for a little comfort. “Fuck, this is hard without help,” I mutter to myself.
Finally managing to kneel, my face still rests within the dirt, my ass up. Every ounce of me exposed to the heat and slight night breeze that filters through.
The gravel crunches under a heavy set of footsteps and I roll my eyes, because I know that walk anywhere.
Zeke.
Before I have a chance to speak, I hear Xaden closing the space behind me. Zeketsk’sfrom above me, nudging his black army boot under my chin and crouching down so he can meet my eyeline.
“Oh, Alyssa,” he croons, using a single finger to brush a lock of red hair back from my check and tuck it behind my ear. “Positioning yourself perfectly for us. So eager to please.”
“Fuck you,” I growl, breathing through my nostrils.
