Page 112 of Haunted Hearts

“Take what you want, brother,” Kwil whispers over Willow’s shoulder before he trails kisses over it.

I don’t need any more of a green light. Those sharp jerks of my hips become long, more deliberate strokes. Kwil’s hand lands on Willow’s hips to hold her in place while the two of us take turns surging in and out of her body. Her lips pull away from my mouth as she bites her bottom lip.

“That’s right, naughty girl, take it all,” I growl, keeping my voice down. “You didn’t want to sleep, so now you have to deal with the consequences.”

“More… consequences,” she begs with a strained giggle.

“Did my queen just say she wanted more?” Theo’s voice snakes through the room.

“Look what the naughty girl did, she woke the others up,” Kwil snarls in her ear as he slows down his thrusting.

“If the goddess of the realm wants more, we should probably give it to her,” Brock’s voice answers.

There’s another chuckle, then the last one to wake, says, “Let’s make it happen.”

“Oh shit…” Understanding dawns on Willow’s face before limbs, bodies, and sheets are resituated.

There is a sound of fabric tearing before Willow’s pajama shorts are no longer part of the equation. Her shirt is gone just as quickly. We’re all moving around so quickly that I don’t know who’s doing what. I pull out of her body only so that Kwil can stay planted firmly inside her ass while she’s moved. In just seconds, I’m lying beneath Willow as she ends up on all fours over top of me. Kwil is straddling my legs behind her, and Jonah has found his way to the top of the mattress where his massive, monstrous dick weeps just in front of her mouth.

“I think I bit off more than I can chew,” Willow wheezes as Kwil guides her back down onto my dick.

I choke as her body gushes around me. The wet sound her body makes as she lifts her hips and finds a rhythm with Kwil thrusting up inside of her is musical.

“You asked for more, so go ahead, my queen. Reap the consequences that you sowed.” Theo waves his hand towards Jonah who leans his hips forward in Willow’s face.

Without breaking stride, Willow’s tongue licks up Jonah’s precum before working him into her mouth.

“Holy, fucking, ah! Shit. Willow!” Jonah’s shouting breaks the unspoken truce to stay quiet. As his hips jerk forward into her mouth, causing Willow to choke, her body bears down on me and Kwil. Is she growing wetter? How? Shouldn’t she be overwhelmed?

She’s loving this. Willow is loving every single minute of this, despite the stretching and sting she must feel. Watching her try to master the three of us, causes tension to gather between my legs. I’m not going to last. My hands grab her hips to use as anchors as I slide deeper into her body. Her breasts dangle into my face. A tempting treat. One that I don’t pass up on. I lean forward and clamp down around a nipple. My tongue flicks and teases the small bud.

A sharp, swift zing of pleasure shoots up my spine as my orgasm erupts. It’s abrupt, dramatically explosive, and it steals the breath from me. My cry of ecstasy is loud and fills the room. Willow keeps thrusting, with help from Kwil, and continues to blow Jonah even as my orgasm subsides.

“Switch,” Theo orders firmly.

“Wait, no, I’m so close!” Willow squeaks.

“You’re a naughty minx, you don’t get to call the shots,” Kwil snaps.

I’m floating on my pre-orgasm high as Willow is lifted up off me. There’s another flurry of movement. In some unspoken arrangement, Jonah has taken my place beneath Willow a foot away from me. I turn and watch as Willow sits up and her body is coaxed down onto that thick cock. The expression on Jonah, Kwil, and Willow’s face is twisted with both pain and pleasure. Willow starts to shake her head, her body only wrapped around half of Jonah.

“I can’t, I can’t!” She whimpers.

“I’m going to split you open like this.” Jonah doesn’t sound overly concerned, despite the look on his face as he stares between them at where they are connected.

Kwil stills. One of his hands linger on her hips while the other comes up and snakes around to grab the front of her throat.

“You can and you will. Breathe, Little Minx. Show us that there’s a good girl inside of you after all.”

My mouth falls open in amazement as Willow’s body begins to visibly relax. My cum, mixed with her arousal, drops down Jonah’s shaft. Her whimpers and groans are echoed by both men inside of her. Kwil’s frame is violently trembling as he bares his teeth through the squeeze.

“It’s a miracle…” Brock whispers, scooting past me to take the place where Jonah had been, at the top of the bed. He gets to his knees and fists his dick in front of her.“Think you got room for me, baby girl?”

Willow falls forward with a pant as her body accepts all of Jonah inside of her. Her head lifts and I watch her look up into Brock’s eyes.

“There’s always room for you.”

Brock’s groan chokes off as Willow sucks the head of his cock. Then, she takes him into the back of her throat. His hand fists her hair and helps guide her up and down the length of him. Behind her, Kwil pulls out of her body halfway then drives back home. She cries out around Brock’s dick, but it’s cut short as Jonah grabs her hips and starts to move her up and down on him.

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