Page 44 of The Hallows Boys

Whoever is fucking me speeds up their hips, smacking into me harder with every thrust and sending me closer and closer to my next orgasm. Moans slip from my mouth freely and mindlessly, some of them unrecognizable as I’m taken away by euphoria.

The vibrator slides against my clit at the same time someone’s thumb presses against the plug in my ass, then Beckham brings the knife to my skin and starts cutting. On the opposite shoulder to his friends initial, he carves his own.

My climax rocks through me as I feel the blood trickle down my skin, the thin knife sharp and blistering as Beckham makes his perfect B.

I scream his name, my head rolling back and forth on the bed as I tumble through another orgasm. The three boys pull so much pleasure from my body, all creating different sensations to wash over me.

The vibrator slips from my clit, and whoever’s cock I just came all over pulls from my pussy at the same time the plug is removed from my ass.

I groan from the loss, never having felt so empty as I do now. Beckham slides down my body again, hopefully pleased with the wound he left on my skin.

My chest heaves, my body feeling like it’s finally at its breaking point. I’m exhausted, completely spent, and overwhelmed with sensation. “No more,” I mumble, turning my head to the side so I can try to catch a glimpse of them.

No one answers me; they just watch me as my chest heaves and my body trembles. My head spins, and then the whole room goes silent. My eyes slowly drop closed, darkness returning and sweeping me under.

* * *

“Wake up, Little Rabbit…” Vinny’s deep and husky tone pulls me from sleep, the ache in my bones protesting the use of my muscles. “The game isn’t over yet.”

I open my eyes a centimeter, finding him lying next to me on the bed, his chiseled and flawless face a half inch from mine. My arms and legs feel loose, free from the restraints, so I stretch them a little. I’m on my side, facing Vinny, and his deep green eyes are staring into my soul like he’s ready to consume me in my entirety.

His lips spread into a devious smile, but it makes me feel warm. I cut the distance between us and press my lips to his, making him groan in the back of his throat as his pillowy mouth connects with mine. He wraps his big hands around my waist, pulling my body flush against his as he slips his tongue into my mouth. I find myself getting lost in the intimacy of the kiss, almost like I’m kissing a long-lost love or boyfriend. This isn’t something I’d expect with Vinny. He’s generally cold and distanced, severe and impenetrable, rough around the edges. His exterior screams violence and strength, and I don’t think anyone can ever read what he’s really feeling on the inside, almost like he’s made of stone.

He pulls back, his breath fanning against my mouth as his fingers dig painfully into my sides. He flexes his hips, pressing his erection into me and setting my bones on fire. “You ready for more, Little Rabbit?”

My face heats, and when I move my gaze back to his, I find his pupils blown out and burning with desire. The realization that none of them have come yet sinks in, making me realize even if I wasn’t ready… we aren’t done here.

A hunger takes root inside of me, all hints of exhaustion moving to the back burner as I feel moisture between my legs. I moan through my closed lips, sliding a leg up and over Vinny’s hip and pushing on his chest to get him to roll onto his back.

I reach between us, gripping his thick length over his boxer briefs and rubbing my hand against the bulge. He groans, thrusting his hips up into my hand, so I grab the waistband and pull it down until he’s exposed. Grabbing his bare cock, I stroke him a few times before I lift my hips and position him at my entrance.

“Fuck,” he moans, biting onto his bottom lip as he watches me slide down until his cock disappears inside of me. My hands press on his chest as I arch my back. I feel so fucking full of him once I start rocking my hips, thrusting and grinding to create a delicious friction. His hands slide up my thighs, squeezing my flesh hard enough to bruise me as he helps me ride him.

My hair hangs loose, and when I drop my head forward a little through the pleasure, it brushes his chest on every thrust of my hips. The pressure builds inside of me, the head of his cock rubbing that sweet spot on every plunge of my hips.

Even though it feels impossible, I start to feel my orgasm blossom in my core once again. I moan from my dropped open lips, my throat scratching and aching from screaming all night. My nails press into Vinny’s flesh as pleasure washes over me, my cunt squeezing him as he continuously hits me deep.

He sits up, bringing his face to mine and wrapping his arms around my lower back. “Your cunt is fucking exquisite, Sage. Keep fucking riding me like that.”

His words have me grinding and thrusting faster, desperate and hungry for his cum. He groans into my mouth, his tongue slipping in to taste my own as he bucks upwards to meet my thrusts.

He falls down onto the bed, keeping his arms wrapped tightly around me so I go with him until my chest is pressed to his. I feel someone come up behind me, hands stroking my skin before they thread on top of where Vinny’s own hands are gripping my back. My eyes close with a satisfied sigh, knowing the loving caresses on both me and Vinny are probably from Beckham.

Beckham glides his hands down until he’s grabbing my ass, then slips a finger between my cheeks and ghosts over my asshole. He keeps moving through, rubbing two digits against where Vinny and I are connecting, creating another overwhelming sensation as Vinny continues to fuck up into me.

Beckham gathers the wetness from Vinny’s cock, sliding his fingers back to my asshole and rubbing it around in circles. His mouth presses against my ear, his lips kissing my skin before his voice echoes around in my head with a desperate whisper. “You got room for me, Savage?”

I open my eyes to look at Vinny, and he grins at me as he nods his head reassuringly. I mirror the motion, nodding my head at Beckham wordlessly as I moan.

Beckham pulls his face from my ear, his lips trailing down my spine as he positions the head of his cock between my ass cheeks. I feel myself clench, making Vinny grunt deep in his throat.

“You gotta relax, baby,” Beckham groans, pressing forward to slip the head of his cock into my ass. I cry out, tightening harder at the intrusion. Even though my ass has been stretched all night, and it’s still slippery from my juices and all the lube they’ve used tonight, I still feel a pinch as he pushes deeper inside of me.

“Breathe.” Vinny speaks against my ear as I drop my head into his neck, so full from both of them that I can hardly get a satisfying breath in. I try again, taking a deep breath as instructed, making his mouth turn up in a pleased smile against my skin. “Good girl. Again.”

I breathe in the smell of him, and it calms me enough that blood flow returns to my muscles and gives Beckham the opportunity to push inside of me until he’s fully seated.

“Oh, God,” I moan against Vinny’s neck, my entire body humming with pleasure. Even after everything we’ve done tonight, there’s nothing like having both boys inside of me at the same time – there’s a pressure building in my core that feels like an atomic bomb, ready to go off.

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