Page 209 of Hymns of the Broken
He licks again, making my thighs shake.
Jasper lifts his head, lips shining, voice pure sin. “Look how much she wants it, Riot. She’s trembling for us. You want to show Blake just how good we fuck you together, Little Sin? You want to show him how you take both of us like a good, filthy girl?”
I can barely think, brain melting from the pleasure. I want it—God, I want it so bad. My hips move on their own, desperate for more, for all of it.
“Yes—yes, please—I want both of you, want to show him I’m all yours,” I gasp, looking over my shoulder at them, wild and hungry.
Riot gives my ass a sharp smack, then dips his tongue back in, working me open, making me sob. “That’s my girl. You want to feel us everywhere, don’t you? Want to be stretched and filled while he watches us take both your holes?”
I never thought I’d want anybody inside of me there, but every part of me is begging for it.
“Tell us how much you want it, Little Sin,” Jasper murmurs, lips never leaving my skin.
“I want it—please, please, I need you both—need you to fuck me, to ruin every part of me, to show him I’ll never be his. Only yours.”
Jasper slides two fingers inside my soaked pussy, curling them, stretching me, holding me open while Riot keeps licking around my ass, teasing, coaxing, until I’m gasping his name. “Look at her, Blake,” Jasper spits, glancing over his shoulder at the man chained up and shaking. “Look at how she begs for us. You ever make her this fucking desperate?”
Blake doesn’t reply, but that’s okay, it was a rhetorical question.
Riot’s fingers slip into my ass with gentle pressure, stretching me and making me moan. “Fuck, your ass is so tight, Angel. Have you ever had anyone fill you like this before?”
I shake my head wildly. “Not by my choice,” I say, glaring at Blake. "Only want it from you. Both of you.”
Jasper groans, his cock throbbing in his hand as he watches Riot work me open, slicking me up. “Good. Let’s show him how much you can take.”
Riot helps me up, guiding me until I’m straddling Jasper’s lap right on the edge of the desk, my front to his chest, knees spread wide over his thighs. Jasper’s hands come to my hips, holding me steady, his cock nudging at my dripping entrance.
Riot moves behind me, fingers still in my ass, watching every twitch, every ragged breath. I look over and see Blake chained in his chair, helpless, eyes wide and fixed on the show. His eye’s are red like maybe he cried at some point during this and the thought is so satisfying.
Jasper kisses me, his tongue tangling with mine before he pulls away to look at me. “You ready, baby?”
I nod, wild with need. “Yes. Please. I want you both inside me. I need to feel you both.”
Jasper’s hand tangles in my hair, yanking my head down hard so I’m forced to watch between my legs. “Don’t look away, Sin. I want you to see exactly how we use you.”
Before Ican even process it, Riot leans in behind me, licking up my spine, his hands gripping my hips. Then he reaches between Jasper and me and wraps his fist around Jasper’s cock, lining him up at my entrance.
“Riot… what the fuck are you—” Jasper’s words cut off in a moan as Riot guides his cock, rubbing it slowly, dragging the swollen head up and down my entrance coating Jasper in the mess I’ve made for them.
Riot’s laugh is a satisfied sound in my ear. “Getting you ready to wreck her, Reign. Let her feel it. Let her see it.”
Jasper groans, “Fuck, Riot—”, the sound dark and needy, and Riot spits in his other hand, rubbing it over my ass, working two fingers back inside to open me up more.
Riot’s lips brush my ear again. “You like that, baby? You like the idea of me spreading you open, sliding him right into your dripping cunt?”
A strangled moan leaves me as clench down around nothing.
“You like seeing me spread her open, Reign?” Riot taunts. “You see how your cock’s gonna be right here—” He touches Jasper’s cock with his own, rubbing them together at my entrance, getting them soaked, ready, and I cry out, shuddering with the absolute filth of it.
Then Riot grips my hips and forces me down, hard, onto Jasper’s cock. We both cry out—me from the stretch and fullness, Jasper from the raw shock of it, his cock buried so deep inside me I can barely breathe.
Riot lowers himself to the floor, drops between Jasper’s spread legs, and buries his mouth between my cheeks, tongue slick and hot against my ass. Jasper grabs my hips and fucks up into me, relentless, every thrust forcing Riot deeper as he eats me out from behind, his tongue filthy, relentless, circling my rim and teasing everywhere I’m sensitive.
“Look at you, baby,” Jasper pants, his grip bruising. “Taking me so fucking deep while Riot’s eating you out. You feel how wild he is for you?”
I can feel Riot holding my ass open so he can lick, not caring how messy it gets. He pulls back just long enough to speak, his voice a rough growl. “You like knowing I was just stroking his cock, baby? Would you like seeing me between his knees while he tongue fucks you?”
I squeeze down around Jasper, body clenching with every filthy image burning through me—Riot on his knees, mouth slick, watching Jasper’s cock disappear inside me, tongue working my ass while I lose all control.
