Page 138 of Property of Necro
“Yeah. Fuck her sweet ass, brother.” Rot breathes against my pussy, bathing it in his warm breath before his tongue swirls around my clit.
Coffin pushes the tip of his finger against my hole, but it doesn’t give. It puckers tighter as I tense up, worried how it might feel.
“Relax and suck,” he encourages, swirling his digit, getting me nice and wet with Rot’s saliva.
When he presses again, I exhale through my nose and bite Coffin’s neck. He groans and slips in deeper, filling me with his thick finger. It burns on the glide, but I don’t hate it. It takes a few moments to adjust, and when I do, every part of my body relaxes and accepts him into me.
“Fuck. That’s it.”
“You’re such a good girl,” Rot praises, sliding two fingers into my dripping pussy.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I moan as they take their time fingering me, fucking me on their digits.
Drunk on pleasure, I don’t realize when Rot’s fingers are replaced by Coffin’s freed cock. The glide is glorious. It’s perfection. It’s everything.
Coolness bathes my asshole as lube drizzles across the rim. Coffin removes his digit, and before I can ask what they’re doing, Rot lines up behind me and pushes inside.
“Oh. Fuck,” I grunt against Coffin’s throat, sinking my nails into his shoulders.
“You take our dicks like such a good, good girl,” Rot praises, rubbing my back as he slowly, with all the care in the world, thrusts into my ass an inch at a time.
“I’m full,” I croak, shivering like I’m attached to a live wire.
“Yeah. So full. We’ve got you.”
“Look at me, Sweet Cheeks.” Coffin fists my hair and tugs my head back, forcing me to meet his gaze. My mouth parts in a rough gasp, and he licks my top lip. “I’m gonna bleed you now.”
Like they’re a well-oiled machine, Rot offers Coffina blade. The same one from his boot. He nods thanks to his brother and drags the cool edge across my throat.
I tremble.
“Where do you want a new mark?” he rumbles.
“Wh-where do you want to put it?”
“I just want your blood.”
“Then take it.”
Slicing across my collarbone, I hiss as blood rushes to the surface. Coffin groans at the sight, throws the blade on the floor, and dives in to drink my offering as he grips under my cheeks and slowly forces me to ride them both. In and out, their cocks fill my holes and drag out my pleasure.
On and on…
I take them.
Feel them.
Connect.
Rot kisses my back and reaches around to play with my pierced nipples.
My cunt and ass clench in ecstasy, and they groan in unison.
They use me and I use them.
I bite Coffin, and he bites me.
“Your ass is so fuckin’ perfect,” Rot grunts, and I look over my shoulder to find him watching his shaft glide in and out of my hole, mesmerized. His eyelids heavy, his chest heaving for air.
