Page 136 of Scavenger's Oath
Then I feel Phoenix’s fingers at my entrance again, sliding in beside Myles’s cock and opening me wider.
The stretch is unbelievable, the pressure blinding. I cry out again, legs shaking violently before Phoenix’s heavy hands hold them still.
“Ph-Phoenix…” I whimper.
“Breathe, babygirl,” Phoenix says as he soothes the burn with his thumb on my clit. “You can take it.”
His fingers work in me slowly until my muscles begin to loosen again and adjust.
Pleasure ripples through my body and my eyelids flutter shut as my hips start rocking into their movements, no longer fighting them.
“Hold her down,” Phoenix commands.
“What?!” I yelp, eyes flashing open again.
But it’s too late. Mylesis fast.
In one swift motion, he hooks both his arms under my knees and pulls them to my shoulders, trapping my arms underneath as he pulls me tight against his chest.
Fear ripples through my body and I instinctually push back against Myles’s hold, whimpering wordless pleas.
Zane’s jaw flexes like he’s grinding stone to keep from stepping in. His voice slices through my haze, rumbling with warning. “Phoenix, if you hurt her, I swear—”
“She’s wet enough to take all three of us. A little pain never killed anyone,” Phoenix growls without looking up from me, his cock now out and probing where Myles is already impaling me.
Clarity crashes down on me. “Wait—no,” I gasp, fighting harder against Myles’s iron grip but not gaining any movement.
Then Phoenix pushes inside.
A cry shreds my throat, and I try to escape the painful intrusion, but Myles has me locked firmly in place.
Zane growls, shifting forward a step, as if the sight of me being ripped open is a physical torment he can’t stand to watch… or to resist. I’m not sure.
Sobs wrack my body as tears stream down my face. No matter how I writhe, Myles’s hold doesn’t falter.
“I know, baby,” Phoenix soothes, kissing the trails of tears on my face tenderly as he sinks in inch by inch. “I know. It’s going to hurt at first… I’m sorry.”
It hurts. It burns.
But there’s something far more potent underneath the pain. Something dark and depraved and full of bliss. Hopelessly restricted while both of them are inside me at once, taking me with a primal hunger that they can’t stop or fight.
It’s like gasoline to the fire already building inside me.
A shadow falls over us before Zane’s hand fists in my hair, tugging just enough to make me lift my head. “Don’t waste thosepretty tears on them, sweetheart,” he rasps.
I can’t stop the sobs as Phoenix slowly works his way into me alongside Myles. Zane groans a raw sound, his face blurred by my tears.
Phoenix buries his face in my neck as he stretches me, like seeing me in pain is too much for him, even though he’s the one causing it.
Once he’s fully inside, he pauses, panting. “I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry,” he whispers, voice strained.
“No,” I whisper. “It feels… good. It hurts but… I like it.”
They groan simultaneously, and Phoenix studies my face, his expression changing as he reads the pleasure on my features.
“Holy fuck…” Zane hisses. “Look at that perfect pussy. Stuffed full, with two cocks.”
They begin to move, one thrusting in as the other is pulling out. The rhythm is gentle at first, a slow, careful grind of cock against cock, buried deep inside me.
