Page 141 of Hymns of the Broken
Then it happens.
They both look up at me at the same time. Cheek to cheek. Mouths soaked. Eyes burning. So wrapped up in me.
And then—fuck—
Their tongues meet.
It’s accidental, but they don’t pull away. They don’t even flinch.
Their tongues slide together, hot and wet, swirling and dragging over my clit like it’s the center of the universe.
Oh, my fucking God.
Jasper’s fingers dig into my hips to keep me still. Riot growls against my core, the vibration sending me right to the edge, and neither of them stops. Their tongues move in sync, sliding against each other, sharing me, tasting each other. The filthiest, most obscene thing I’ve ever seen, and it’s happening tome.
“Look at her,” Riot mutters against my skin, breath hot and shaky, his voice pure sin. “She’s fucking losing it.”
Jasper’s lips curl into a wicked smile, his tongue dragging slow, deliberate circles that make me see stars. “She’s so desperate… She’s going to beg again,” he says, voice low and cruel, “because I want to hear it. I want the whole fucking house to hear how desperate she is. ”
Riot bites my inner thigh, just enough to make me yelp. “You want to cum, pretty girl? Say it. Beg for your boys. Make it filthy.”
I’m crying now, wrecked, voice broken. “Please—please, I need it—need to come, need your mouths, your fingers, anything, I’ll do anything!”
Jasper pulls back just enough to speak, voice dark and commanding, his eyes never leaving mine. “You think you’ve earned it, Trouble?”
Riot’s tongue is still teasing me and torturing me, slow, relentless.
“I—I don’t—please—” I’m fully crying now.
Jasper looks at him, eyes full of something savage. “What do you think, Riot? She ready?”
Riot grins, lips still slick from me, eyes wild. “I want her to scream so loud everyone in this fucking house knows who owns her.”
Jasper strokes my thigh, dragging his fingers through the mess they’ve made of me. “You hear that, baby? He wants you to scream for us. You gonna do that? Or do I need to keep you here until you have no voice left?”
I shake my head violently. “God, please let me cum, fucking let me cum.”
Jasper’s fingers thrust inside just as Riot leans in, tongue swirling right over my clit again, slow and devastating. “Give it to us, Angel. Show us how you come for two.”
I lose it.
My body bows off the bed, legs shaking violently as I scream their names, their tongues working me through wave after wave until I can’t tell where I end and they begin. My vision blurs, the world going white as I break—truly break—crying, gasping, every muscle seizing, everything spilling out of me for them.
Jasper groans, biting my thigh, leaving his mark. “That’s it, Little Demon. Fucking perfect. Ours.”
Riot’s voice is thick, almost reverent as he kisses up my stomach. “That’s what I wanted. You completely fucking ruined.”
I’m sobbing now, shaking, but they aren’t done.
Not even close.
I’m already trembling, muscles burning from holding myself up, sticky with sweat and lust. But there’s no hiding, no holding back, not with both of them pressed so tight around me.
Riot slides into me, stretching me open, everyinch slow, deliberate, making me feel every ridge and vein. He grins, that cocky little smirk lighting up his face as he sinks deep, his hips pressed against my ass. I try to rock against him, desperate for friction, but Jasper’s hand is at my throat, pinning me steady.
“Easy, baby,” Jasper growls, his mouth against my ear, breath hot and ragged. “Let him take his time. You’re not getting shitunless we give it to you.”
Riot moves in long, unhurried strokes, dragging out every second, making my head spin. I’m whimpering, half-crazed, begging under my breath.
