Page 21 of Hunting Her
His cocky smirk grows, and he winds a hand through my hair. “Open your pretty mouth.”
I do as he orders, and he presses the head of his cock past my lips. When I don’t immediately bite down, he groans. “Youarebeing good.”
I told you I would, and I’m not a liar.It’s impossible to say the words out loud with my mouth full.
Lorcan shifts his hips to push his cock deeper, until it reaches the back of my throat. He tries to go further and I gag, leaning back against Izoran to get some distance.
Iz groans behind me, his fingers pinching my nipple. He hauls me back against him until my head is resting on his chest, and I’m pinned between the twins.
There’s no way for me to back up as Lorcan presses deeper, trying to breach my throat.
I’m completely at their mercy.
Tears stream down my cheeks from the intrusion. I can barely breathe for the second time since being caught, this time for a completely different reason. I whine around his length, fighting against the handcuffs in my desperation to push him away.
He backs off on his own, and I gasp when my mouth is free. Saliva drips down my chin and lands on my bare thighs, and I sniffle. He wipes a thumb across my cheek to gather some of the tears, then sucks it into his mouth.
“Iz, make her come,” he says. “When she’s moaning through her orgasm, I think I’ll be able to get into her tight throat.”
Izoran’s hand slides from my breasts down my stomach to my core. He whistles softly when he feels how wet I am. “Like having your mouth fucked, Fire?” he asks.
I make a vain attempt to elbow him in the chest. “That’s from when you made me come.”
“Sure it is.”
Lorcan presses himself against my lips again, and I open for him with a glare. His cock glides slowly in and out of my mouth while he waits, his posture tense.
I want to stifle every single moan and whine, but it’s impossible. Iz’s fingers glide through my wetness, finding the little bud of pleasure that he’s already abused. I’m oversensitive and his every touch sends a jolt through me, the intensity so much that I try to get away again.
My punishment is the head of Lorcan’s cock trying to press into my throat. He gets further before my body rejects him this time. He pulls his cock out, lifting it and moving so his balls rest on my lips. “Tongue out, little human,” he orders.
I contemplate denying him, but I’m already so deep into this. I can’t give him a reason to take away my reward—I’ve got to be his good girl the way I promised to be.
It doesn’t help that Izoran’s hand between my legs is sending my good sense scattering into the autumn wind. He’s already figured out the best ways to push my buttons and then push them again, and again, and again.
Sticking my tongue out, I lick and suck at Lorcan’s balls as he groans above me. He’s making me into an absolute mess, and I feel like I need to show him some kind of defiance. Something small, innocent, but pointed.
I glance up at him through my lashes as I graze my teeth across his sac, then lick up the length of his cock to swirl my tongue around the head. His fiery gaze meets mine, and when I scrape my teeth against him once more, he growls.
The sound makes my pussy tighten, and Izoran feels it. He chuckles, his chest moving beneath me. “She likes when you growl at her.”
My rebuttal dies before it has a chance to leave my mouth. They know, so why deny it? My body is telling on me, and maybe if they think I’m obsessed with their dicks they’ll go easier on me in this stupid game.
“She likes tempting fate too,” Lorcan says.
I feign a bite to the head of his cock, my teeth barely touching him, and he pulls away, holding me off his length by my hair. Letting my mouth fall open, I stick my tongue out and peer up at him through my lashes. I know what the punishment is for playing with fire.
When his cock slides all the way into my mouth and rams against my throat again, I start to wonder if maybe I like it. Tempting fate, getting punished—all of it.
Or maybe it’s just Izoran’s fingers clouding my judgment.
He’s figured out how to push all my buttons, and he’s playing me like an instrument beneath his hands. I thought the three orgasms he gave me before would wear me out for hours, but it doesn’t seem to matter with him how wrung out I am.
Izoran knows how to make me tremble and scream.
I let out a long, low moan around Lorcan’s cock when the release hits me again, making my vision white and hazy.
As my entire body convulses from the force of the orgasm, Lorcan does what he promised. He holds me still so I can’t jerk away and shoves his cock down my throat.
