Page 67 of Dollhouse

A light sheen of sweat covers both of our bodies, my next climax quickly building with every thrust against my G-spot. His right hand disappears between us to rub my clit viciously.

I clench around him in a desperate attempt to delay my orgasm.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful.” His lips crush against mine, my nails raking down his back and my toes curling. “You gave yourself to me, and now, I’ll never be able to let you go. You’re mine forever. All of ours.”

“Yes! Yes! I’m yours!” I can’t hold back; he’s fucking me so deep and hitting the right spot with each push that delaying my orgasm is no longer possible. With my body shaking, I scream my release as I come all over his fat cock for the first time.

Eli stills, looking at me with another of his infamous smug smirks. Bastard. “Now I need to fuck you hard, okay, baby?” I nod my response. He pulls out of me long enough to flip me onto all fours, and with his hands on my hips, he snatches me back and impales me onto his cock that’s glistening with my release.

“Oh fuck,” I cry. My pussy is sensitive, but I want more of him.

I need him.

Like an addict needs their next high, I need him.

I’m addicted.

At this point he’s my lifeline, and I need every inch of him that he was willing to give me.

His thrusts knock the air from my lungs.

I lower my head to look between my spread legs to watch his cock disappear inside of my body. Every push and pull is enough to make me feel lightheaded and shake with the promise of another release.

My lower stomach aches with my building release, and with his next thrust, I am screaming through yet another climax.

I’ve lost count of how many orgasms I went through; he’s too damn good.

He holds my hips firmly keeping me pulled back against him to meet every thrust. One hand controls my hips, the other plays with my clit until I am becoming dizzy from my climax.

I’d have bruises on my hips from his grip, and I welcomed it. I wanted to be marked in all ways possible by each of them.

I was already scarred from both King and Rowen, and now it’s Eli’s turn.

With a grunt, Eli stills, and his cock twitches inside of me as he jerks his release.

He rolls his head back and roars, his warm seed filling my pussy.

Eli removes himself from my body, my core contracting with the loss of him. I could feel his cum seep out of my pussy, but that’s not what surprises me.

What surprises me is the feel of his tongue licking me from clit to ass and ass to clit.

He covers my throbbing pussy with his mouth and sucks.

Hard.

Gasping, I am sure how to feel. He’d just come inside me, and now he’s sucking his jizz out of my hole. I clench, pushing more of his cum and my cream out of me for him to swallow.

With a mouthful of his own cum, Eli shifts me from my hands and knees and lays me down on my back, his chocolate eyes raking over my sweaty flushed body like a predator.

His lips and chin glistens with cum, both of our releases, and once again, I clench my pussy at the sight of him holding his own cum inside of his mouth. He hovers over me, lowering his mouth to me and on instinct my lips part for him.

He spits the cum into my mouth and I swallow instantly, our lips attacking each other and our tongues tangling.

I lick over every inch of his mouth that I can get, trying to get more of the taste of him. I want to savor the sweetness of my cream and the saltiness of his cum.

I want more, but I am not confident enough yet to try taking his cock inside my mouth. He’s much too large. My lips will probably crack and split trying to fit him inside.

The slight taste of cooper hits my tongue; I know I was right about bleeding. Looking down at his cock, I see his creamy coated cock with hints of red. It isn’t much blood, but I did bleed a small amount during the several toe-curling orgasms he gave me.

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