Page 60 of Better Run
He groans and slams into my mouth and down my throat. Jayden follows suit, and I gag while the sensation overwhelms me. They pick up a faster pace and slapping fills the air. I can’t breathe.
“Little slut just wants to be used for her holes?” Cole grunts. “Just wants us to work her body to get off?”
Pleasure shoots down my center, and I feel myself get wetter. Jayden’s fingers dig into my hips, both painful and pleasurable. “God. So wet,” his voice rumbles.
Cole pulls out for a quick second, enough for me to breathe, then tilts my head back to get better access to my throat. Jayden continues pounding, bouncing my whole body with his force. Cole gives me a wicked look before pushing back into my mouth. “She’s wet because I just came in her not even an hour ago.”
“Oh yeah?” Jayden’s fingers dig deeper, and I groan. “Once wasn’t enough for her, huh? She needs to be reminded over and over again about who she belongs to.”
The words fill me with forbidden pleasure. I feel fingers on my clit at the same time that Cole reaches down and flicks my nipple. I arch my back and moan around Cole’s dick. He moans back, stuttering a little in his thrusts.
“I wonder,” Jayden says. “Have you ever had anyone back here?” I feel fingers at my ass. They wiggle to my hole and play there.
I struggle against the foreign sensation and try to pull Cole out of my mouth.
“Nuh-uh.” He pushes in so deep I gag repeatedly. He lets me get two deep breaths, then goes back to sliding deeply in and out of my throat. The fingers at my ass continue. It feels odd, but it’s not bad.
“Who has filled you here before, kitten?”
Cole pulls out, and I heave in breaths. I look down at Jayden. He looks slightly angry.
“No one.” I lick my lips.
The look clears slightly. “No one, hmmm?” A finger presses against my entrance, and I stiffen. “Relax, kitten. Tensing makes it worse.”
“I don’t like anal.”
Cole leans down and starts sucking a nipple into his mouth and plays with my clit. Despite my tension, it feels good. Cole keeps at it until I relax slightly.
“How do you know you don’t like it unless you’ve tried it?” Jayden slowly pushes. I cry out and kick back, but he just follows, slowly pumping his dick. The fingers at my clit don’t let up. I feel Cole’s dick pulsing on my skin.
“Grab me, little one.”
I do. I grip him hard and rub my hand up and down his shaft in punishing strokes. I let my nails scratch him a little. I’m angry, but pleasure fills me as they continue to work me. The finger at my exit starts to feel good, adding pressure that I’m not used to feeling but also pulses of pleasure.
“Good girl. Take the whole thing.”
They work me higher and higher. I’m about to come when Jayden pulls out of me completely.
I groan. Cole takes his place and slips into me.
“Clean yourself off me.” Jayden takes his place by my head. I do, scraping my teeth slightly, just enough he thinks it’s an accident. Just as I start to feel tingles again, they switch again.
I know what they’re doing now. Jayden grins at me. They keep going, and I try to mask every time they drive me close, but it’s like I’m sending out obvious signals, and they switch at just the right time.
“I wanted to make this nice for your first time, but you decided against that, kitten. You only get to come if you ask nicely.”
I glare at him. Jayden laughs. Cole pulls out enough for me to growl, “Fuck you.” He shoves back in while Jayden is at my pussy again, lightly playing with it while stroking, not enough to get me off.
Cole pounds into my mouth and then yanks out, coming on my face and tits. Jayden also grunts and buries deep inside me. I feel him pulsing.
“Jesus, pull out.” I kick at him.
He gives me a dark look and stays where he is. His voice is full of quiet warning. “Who do you belong to?”
A fog of pleasure and frustration fill me. “No one.” I let my head drop back on the bed. They can take over my body, making it feel things I don’t want to feel. But they can’t have my mind.
“False,” Cole growls. He rubs his fingers through his cum and sticks them in my mouth. He shoves them down my throat. “Us. You’re ours. You wear our mark and our cum.” I gag. He doesn’t let up until he feels my tongue on his fingers, trying to push him out but also cleaning him off.
