Page 118 of Sinful Desires

Leaning back on his knees, he tugged me against his chest so that I was now sitting in his lap facing the opposite direction. One arm snaked around my waist while the other moved to my hip. I was sure there were bruises around my waist now, but it was the least of my problems. He started pounding upwards, hitting that sweet fucking spot every time.

My gaze slid to Foster, his expression giving nothing away as usual. Glancing beside him, Hunter was watching us hungrily, eagerly waiting for his turn. A shudder rumbled through me, not wanting him anywhere near me. Swallowing, I looked over at Collin. Despite the hungry look in his eye, he shifted uncomfortably, like he also thought this situation was fucked up.

Myles moved his hand to the front of my throat and squeezed, cutting off my air supply. My nails bit into his arm as I attempted to get him to loosen his grip at least a fraction, but it was no use.

Panic burrowed through me as I fought for air and I opened my mouth on a silent plea, my eyes watering once more. Is this how he planned to kill me? Fuck me while strangling me.

My chest squeezed painfully as my lungs tried and failed to get air back into them. Darkness danced around the corners of my vision before finally, it won, and blackness consumed me.

When everything came rushing back and my eyes fluttered open, I realized I was on my stomach. My pussy ached as someone continued to feel me, not only that, but my ass burned too.

Looking down, my breathing hollowed out as my gaze clashed with Hunter’s.

“Welcome back.” He smirked, before it faded, and his eyes rolled back from pleasure. His breath came out in short grunts ant pants as he thrusted inside my pussy.

My legs started shaking from the overstimulation, my fingernails digging into Hunter’s shoulders. Rising slightly, I looked over my shoulder, my eyes settling on Collin.

“Please,” I said groggily, my head feeling too heavy for my body.

My muscles ached from the exerted energy, and I found it difficult to hold myself upright. Luckily, I didn’t need to right now. I just wanted this to end.

Collin slowed his movements and leaned forward, deepening himself inside me with the motion. A whimper flew past my lips as he took both of my arms and held them behind my back, giving Hunter the perfect view from below me.

“Fuck yes,” Hunter said appreciatively, moving his fingers over my nipples.

Collin started driving into me again as I sat on his cock, both boys filling me deeply. “Her ass feels just as good as her pussy,” he grunted, increasing his pace. With his free hand, he used it to shove me downwards onto his best friend’s dick, stars erupting behind my eyelids.

My head fell back against Collin’s shoulder as exhaustion and euphoria riddled my body. I shouldn’t like this. Shouldn’t want this. Electricity rippled through me, making my core tighten and my hips started moving in tune with them of their own accord.

“Holy shit,” Collin breathed out, his warm breath sending chills down my spine. “That’s it. Fuck us, baby.”

I obliged, my body craving what they could give me. I moved my hips in a circular motion, their hisses of approval only turning me on more. I shouldn’t give a shit about making them feel good, but right now, I couldn’t help it.

Collin released my arms, allowing me more freedom. Planting my hands back on Hunter’s chest, I started grinding against them both. They slid in and out of me in synchronization, making my walls flutter around Hunter. Having them both filling me this way was indescribable. I’d never felt pleasure like this.

Hunter stared up at me with hooded eyes, the peaks of his brown pupils boring through me. Reaching up, he cupped the back of my neck with his hand and tugged gently on a silent command. Reluctantly, I accepted his request and lowered my mouth to his. This gave Collin more leeway, which he greedily took, pounding into me again and again with brutality. A strangled moan left me as our tongues tangled together, the kiss desperate, and needy.

When Collin increased his movements, fucking me hard and ruthlessly, screams and moans flew from my mouth, flying right into Hunter’s. My thighs quaked as my orgasm built, my fingernails biting into Hunter’s skin, causing him to hiss. Slamming into me one last time, Collin stilled, buried to the hilt in my ass. A low groan rumbled from his chest as his warm seed filled me, my lips parting as the feeling became too much.

Collin withdrew, the cold air settling over my backside.

Hunter wasn’t done though. His mouth never left mine as he thrusted into me from below, his balls slapping my sensitive skin as he chased his own release. Within seconds, he was stilling inside me too, my own orgasm growing stronger and stronger as he hit that sweet spot one last time, sending me over the edge. A moan ripped its way from my throat as Hunter groaned, the warm liquid of his orgasm shooting inside me.

Neither one of us bothered moving as we worked to catch our breath, both of us panting heavily. After I came down from the high of my orgasm, guilt and shame washed over me, making my shoulders slump in defeat.

Upon seeing my change in demeanor, a twisted smile captured his lips and in one movement, he was shoving me off him, tearing himself out of me. I landed in a puddle of blood, my throat constricting.

We looked like savages. Fucking in the blood of a dead person right beside us. My chest tightened and I shook my head, unwilling to accept any of this.

They started dressing, leaving me to sulk. My clothes were torn to shreds. “What now?” I rasped.

“No more questions,” Foster hissed, snarling down at me. Next, he turned to the rest of his crew. “The pond.”

They guys all exchanged looks before nodding in unison. What the hell was the pond? Did he mean that in the literal sense?

“Come on, cum dumpster.” Hunter smirked, offering me his hand. I shot him a scathing glare and pulled myself to my feet on my own.

“I’ll be right back,” Foster said. “Keep an eye on her.”

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