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I need more.
Hals, steps forward stepping up onto the bodies of the girls, his feet planted on either side of Jensen’s head, cock in hand as he taps my lips with it.
“Open up, my queen.”
I eagerly comply, opening as wide as I can as he slips his cock in my mouth. I take hold of his hip, steadying myself as I take his balls in my other hand, gently squeezing them at first, increasing the pressure.
There’s no choking; I learned long ago I was void of a gag reflex. Something I know the men love.
We fall into a steady rhythm, thrusting and sucking. The only sounds filling the night air are our moans and skin slapping skin.
Until we all reach the point of no return. While I wanted to swallow down Hal’s salty release, he had other plans. Just before he orgasms, he pulls from my mouth, gripping his cock and stroking it with his hand, until he’s coming all over the bitch Allie.
“Bitches’ always wanted our cum, and now this one has mine. Not that it does her any good.” He lets out a laugh, one that rivals the Joker, and not the old school one, but the best one ever to grace the silver screen. Heath Ledger.
My hand slips to my clit, and I rub in deep, vigorous circles.
“I’m going to come, Kitty Kat. Come with me,” Jensen growls.
“No, come withus,” Jonas adds with a grunt.
That’s all it takes. The fluttering sensation in my lower belly explodes as my pussy clamps down on Jensen’s cock, pushing him over the edge. My eyes roll to the back of my head and I see black as the most powerful orgasm floods through me.
“Fuck, man. I can feel you inside of her. Shit, I’m coming,” Jonas snarls as he shoots his load inside of me.
We collapse into a heap on the mangled corpses as I slide off Jensen’s cock, his cum dripping out of my pussy while Jonas’ leaks out of my ass.
“Fuck, we still got to clean this shit up and come up with something to tell our fathers until we end them.” Jensen breaks the moment.
“No need. I got the bitches handled. I already know you have the others taken care of. Let’s enjoy this moment. Tomorrow, we plan to take down your families,” I tell them contently.
“Best Friday the thirteenth ever,” Hals croons, the other two voicing their agreement.
“Ready for round two?” I ask enthusiastically.
“Hell yeah, but I get your pussy this time,” Hals speaks up, and we all burst out in laughter.
That’s all for now. At least until next Friday the 13th!!! Be killing you then!!
ABOUT BRE ROSE
Bre Rose is an indie author who writes under a pen name in both the contemporary and paranormal/omegaverse why choose genre primarily. She does have a body of work that falls under the MF couple pairing. The majority of her work is in dark romance, hitting on topics that can be more controversial. She loves a good cliffhanger so expect to see that in her series.
Bre is a native of North Carolina and mother to three amazing sons and two feline fur babies more affectionately known as her hellhounds.She’s always been an avid reader then progressed to becoming an ARC, BETA and ALPHA reader for some of her favorite authors. After some encouragement she decided to tackle writing the stories in her head and is loving every single minute of it. When she isn’t reading or writing she enjoys traveling the world and still has some places to mark off her bucket list. She also enjoys spending time with her family and advocating for the differently abled population.
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