Page 47 of Reclaim (Deadly Hearts 3)

Gasping softly at the sting, I make no other sound. Not even when he whips me again. David continues to tease my clit, keeping his hands steady on my hips as my Daddy whips me for being a naughty little girl who murders people.

“Have you had enough?” Daddy asks after the fourth lash.

“No,” I cry out, knowing a climax is just within my reach. I just need to feel that bite of pain to bring it forward.

He grunts and whips me again.

As soon as the leather tails hit my back, I climax, flooding David’s mouth with cum while he holds me up. My knees shake and buckle with the intensity of the orgasm, I’m dripping wet, needing more.

“Daddy wants to watch you railed in the arse and the pussy at the same time, Princess. He wants to see you be a filthy whore and enjoy every second of it. Do you want that?”

I practically sob. “Yes.”

David stands up and leads me over to the bed and bends me over. I press my cheek into the silk covers as rough fingers lube up my ass from the tube in the box. Inserting, stretching, thrusting, preparing me to receive a cock in the tight hole, I pant with anticipation. I want it so bad. I need it.

Scrunching my eyes closed behind the blindfold, I beg, “Please.”

“You aren’t ready to receive Layton’s cock,” Daddy says.

I whimper. Layton’s cock is enormous. He is going to tear me, split me in half. It’s going to hurt before the pleasure of it takes over. I tremble, silently urging them to hurry up so that I can have two cocks buried inside me, riding me like a dirty whore.

A few moments later, I’m straightened up and Layton’s arms go around my waist from behind. He settles himself on the bed with me on top of him, scooting back to make room for whomever is going to impale me from the front. The not knowing is working my arousal to a point of sheer gratification. Layton lifts me up and positions his cock at the rear hole. He thrusts gently upwards at the same time as he lowers me, his hands on my hips guiding me onto the enormous shaft.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan, throwing my head back and opening my legs wider. Layton settles, not moving, allowing me to get used to his size. His cock is a monster, and it fills my ass in an invasion that is beyond satisfying. My shoulders are aching from my arms being bound, but I don’t care. Layton falls back to the bed, bringing me with him, keeping his grip firmly on my upper arms so I don’t topple over. Movement in front of me signifies that I’m about to get my pussy stuffed and I open my mouth in a soft pant. Lips are pressed to mine, a tongue probing me to open up further. He deepens the kiss and I breathe, “Cillian,” against his lips.

“You know my kisses, love,” he says with a soft laugh.

“I do.”

Without another word, he guides his cock inside me, thrusting deeply.

I gasp as the invasion of two cocks thrills me. Another cock is pressed to my lips.

Ramsey.

I know his size. I know all of my lovers and that knowledge settles over me like a warm cozy blanket as I’m fucked in each hole just like the dirty girl that my Daddy wants me to be.

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