Page 39 of Hell’s Flame

Hazen pulls my lips to his, trying to help. Our lips lock and his hand caresses my face. I sigh into his mouth. I love when he touches me like that. It’s so soft and caring.

Ledger pushes himself in and out, inching deeper with each thrust.

My jaw tightens.

By the time he’s fully in me, I feel like an overfilled cup about to spill. I’m so full, my toes are going numb from the sensation.

“Are you okay, princess?” Ledger whispers, planting kisses along my neck and shoulder.

“Mhm,” I lie.

My hellhounds aren’t small. I don’t think any hound is. They are at least ten to twelve inches each and so thick that I can’t get my hand wrapped around their cocks when I rub them.

Ledger pulls out of me and pushes back in, filling me again.

My eyes close, and I take deep breaths, trying to calm my pounding heartbeat.

“Can you even handle us?” he teases.

I scoff. “Yes, asshole.”

He chuckles, abs flexing against my back. “You look so small and helpless. Doesn’t she, Hazen?”

When Hazen doesn’t answer, my eyes open. Hazen is biting away a smile.

“Assholes. I can handle this. Now come on and try to give me an orgasm.”

Ledger scoffs. “You don’t think we can?”

I shake my head even though I know they can. I’m on the brink of an exploding orgasm, but I doubt Ledger can tell that. Rolling my eyes, I lean forward, running my tongue up the side of Hazen’s neck.

Hazen visibly shakes underneath me.

“Fuck me already. I’m tired of waiting,” I order.

Both listen and begin fucking me. I grip the edge of the tub, eyes widening. They feel huge. Each thrust brings me closer to the edge. My toes tingle and grow numb with the pressure. I drop my head forward, crying out.

“You like that, baby?” Ledger growls behind me. His stomach rubs against my back with each hard thrust. His hand wraps around my throat, tightening.

Blood rushes through my head, and I pull on Hazen’s hair. All the moaning and groaning melt together.

Hazen’s finger slips between us, and his index finger rubs my clit.

I tremble, gasping as lights flash behind my closed lids. He doesn’t stop, swirling and swirling until my thighs are shaking.

I feel it worse than ever before. My fingertips dig into Hazen’s shoulders as if I haven’t been clawing up his whole entire back for weeks.

“Don’t—” I gasp. “Don’t stop. I’m—”

“Aw. Are you ready to come?” Ledger growls. “Go ahead.” I moan, head dropping back.

“I-I can’t—”

“Yes, you can. Take it, baby. Take our cocks and come on us.”

His words shove me over the edge. My chest heaves with air that I can’t seem to take in, and my head spins. I bury my face into Hazen’s neck, crying out as I explode all over him.

“Fucking hell,” Ledger growls, grabbing my waist and bouncing me harder and faster.

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