Page 125 of Queen of Anarchy (Dirty Broken Savages 2)

She moans at the force of my intrusion, clenching around me, and I dig my fingers into her hips, helping her ride my cock while she straddles me.

Her tits bounce as she moves, and I dip my head to drag my tongue between them, tasting the salt of the sweat that’s starting to bead on her skin.

Her breath catches, and she moves in another of those slow waves, making sure I feel all of her when she sinks back down.

“That’s another thing I like about you,” I pant, digging my fingers in harder to her flesh. I want to leave fingerprints behind, so she’ll see them the next time she’s naked and remember who put them there. “You fuck like a champion.”

She laughs breathlessly, leaning up to kiss me. It’s messy and punctuated with harsh moans and muttered curses as we move together.

“I’m getting a lot of practice,” she manages to shoot back, and I laugh with her.

At this point, she’s probably been fucked in every room of the house, and knowing that just makes it feel like she belongs here even more.

We’re both wrapped up in each other, but not so much that we don’t hear it when someone else comes walking into the library.

It’s Ash. He leans in the doorway, eyes intent as he watches us. River catches me looking over her shoulder and turns her head to see him there, but she doesn’t stop bouncing on my cock.

“I guess—fuck—I guess nobody is sleeping tonight,” she says, moaning halfway through her sentence when I thrust up into her harder.

“It seems like the real party is down here anyway.” Ash grins broadly at her. “Don’t stop on my account.”

“Oh, we weren’t going to,” River fires back.

Ash gives her a heated look, and it’s clear he likes what he sees. He’s shirtless, his glasses off, wearing just a pair of low slung pajama pants. When his cock starts to jut out against the thin fabric, he reaches down and starts palming at his dick, never taking his eyes off us.

River clenches around my cock again, and I feel a surge of wetness as she turns back to face me. Ash showing up turned her on, and I remember the dirty talk from the last time we were all together and fucking around.

How we teased her about using her holes and fucking her all together, and it got her off again and again.

I look over her shoulder at Ash, and then thrust up into River a couple more times. Then I let go of her hips and slap her ass hard enough that the sound rings out in the room and she moans just as loudly.

I lift her up and off me, and my cock bobs as it pops free, shiny with her arousal in the dim light. River looks confused, like she wonders if I’m stopping because I don’t want Ash watching.

I just smirk at her. Before she can say anything, I spin her around so her back is to my front and she’s facing out into the room. Facing Ash.

Then I pull her right back down onto my dick again.

“Oh, fuck,” she gasps.

Like this, Ash can see everything. The way her legs are spread over my lap, her pussy impaled on my cock and the way it sinks into her over and over again as I fuck her. Her tits bouncing, the silver rings in them catching the light every time she moves.

Judging by the way her pussy clenches hard around me, she likes that. A lot.

Ash seems like he likes it too. He moves closer, closing the distance between him and the chair we’re fucking in. There’s a heated look on his face, and he tips River’s face up so he can kiss her.

She moans into it, sounding desperate and needy. Ash practically swallows the sounds she’s making, kissing her hard and deep. His hands roam over her body, groping her tits and playing with her nipples until she’s a mess, shaking and rocking between us, so turned on.

When he steps back to give her a second to breathe, I can tell from the smirk on his face that he has something planned. He goes for his pants, shoving them down enough that his cock can spring free, jutting up and aimed right for River.

He doesn’t even have to coax her down or anything. She practically lunges for him, bent forward on my lap so she can wrap one hand around Ash’s cock and take it in her mouth.

“Shit,” Ash curses. He puts a hand in her hair, like he needs it to steady himself, and River goes to town, sucking him down, bobbing her head as she takes more and more of him in her mouth.

She’s lost in it, and between her moans and the sounds of her enthusiastic sucking, it’s clear she’s enjoying herself. I like the little noises she makes, how obviously turned on she is by blowing Ash while I’m fucking her. She’s split open on both our cocks, full at both ends and taking it so well, driving us both a little bit crazy, but in the best way.

I grip her throat from behind and use that hold to control her movements, taking over. She moans deeply at that, and I grin, forcing her to arch her back as I slap her ass with my free hand and bob her up and down on Ash’s dick.

I push her down, making her take him deeper and then even deeper, until I can feel his cock hit her throat through her skin.

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