Page 90 of The Burnt Heart

“My perfect, pretty love. I enjoy seeing you cry over my cock.” Briar jerked his hips forward, forcing more of his hard flesh into my mouth. His lips tilted with a cruel, dark promise. His thumb brushed against my cheek, catching the desperate tears that had broken free of my lash line.

“Jesus,” Jesse whistled, drawing out the word in ecstasy. I locked eyes with Logan, throat convulsing with the intrusion that wouldn’t relent. His fist flew over his cock, and he choked on gasping pants. I was under Briar’s control, but he was under mine. It was a beautiful, twisted circle. Jesse just lapped up every angle with another moan. Briar caught my face in his hands and slammed until tears streamed down my face.

“Keep those eyes on me, I said. Show me how well you can take orders.”

I rolled my tongue around his head when he pulled back, hollowing my cheeks. Taking all of him was impossible, but I lifted my hands and twisted them around his thick base. The haughty dominance cracked for a moment, and he let out asatisfying groan before knocking my hands away. He pulled his cock from my mouth, and I whined, working my sore jaw.

“I see we are determined to be a bad girl today. I want your filthy mouth only. Jesse? Do you think you can help me teach our girl a lesson?” My heart fluttered in my chest as they urged me onto all fours, facing Logan in his chair. Jesse settled behind me, his hands devouring my ass cheeks.

“I’m going to eat the fuck out of your pussy, princess.” His eager breath panted against my tender, aroused skin. Jesse’s tongue was exuberant as it explored, drawing out noises of pleasure with each swipe of his tongue. It dipped into my hot channel, wet and probing but not the hardness like I was craving. Briar stood in front of me, his hand jerking himself with control. His expression was stern as he inched forward, angling his cock toward my mouth.

“Let’s try this again. Choke on my cock like a good girl and I’ll let you come.”

I opened my mouth, sticking out my tongue. It was bratty, but he let it slide. I trembled between two polarizing sensations. Hard, unrelenting thickness immobilized my mouth, while Jesse’s soft, wet tongue ran over every quivering inch of skin. This time I didn’t move. I let Briar control my body, nudging more tears from my eyes. My throat and jaw ached, but there was something freeing about it. Being in the hands of someone else. I kept my gaze locked on my owner. His quiet grunts my reward for being so malleable. Jesse kneaded my fat ass, rolling the plump flesh in his hands as he muttered incoherent praise against my pussy. Each lick of his tongue added to the building tension in my body. My thighs quivered with unlocked energy, tingling right to my toes. I let my moans vibrate over Briar’s monster cock, unable to stop myself. He was rocking steadily now, hands tangled in the light strands of my hair.

“So cock hungry, aren’t you, Adelaide? Yeah-h-h just like that,” Briar stuttered a little. My skull ached as he twisted my hair in his fist. Jesse groaned against me, fingers wrapping around my thighs so he could get closer. How he was even breathing I didn’t know, but if he stopped right now, I would riot. His tongue flattened on my clit, and I gave a muffled cry. I slammed my eyes shut as they swept me over the cliff of a sharp orgasm. It exploded through my body, and I heard Logan cry out with me. Briar eased his hard cock from my mouth, grasping my chin as I sagged onto the bed. Jesse was grinding against me now.

“Fuck, you’ve got me all worked up.” His voice was guttural. I tossed a coy look over my shoulder.

“Hold that thought.” I needed to deal with Logan first. His legs were splayed wide, glistening with ropes of milky cum. I swayed my hips as I approached, gratified by the way his eyes dropped to my heavy tits. He was breathing hard, his hand frozen around his softening cock.

“I thought you wanted to come?” I sneered in his ear, wrapping my hand around his fist and forcing him to move it up and down his hard length.

“Yes, I did, master.”

“Then you’ll keep touching yourself while I fuck my other men. Don’t stop, do you understand? I want you covered in cum.”

He gulped. “Yes.”

I collected some of his cum and smeared it over my tongue before leaning over him.

“Be a good boy for me and swallow.’’ Logan’s pupils dilated as I leaned in and kissed him. His taste between our tongues felt illicit. A secret that only he and I shared. For a moment, it was only us, indulging in our bottomless hunger. He gave, and I took. Greedy and domineering. I nipped his lip, pulling back with a smile. “You are so fucking handsome right now.”

A light dusting of red filled his cheeks, and I swung my juicy ass as I crawled back on the bed. Jesse had stripped out of his clothes and was strangling his cock with a firm grip.

“God, you’re sexy, princess,” he whispered as I pressed my tits together and spread my knees wide. My body was still tingling from the orgasm he gave me. Briar slouched into the other armchair, waving a hand at me. He wanted a show. His hands traveled down his cock in direct opposite to Logan’s desperate jerks. It was sensual and controlled.

“Let’s give them something to get excited about,” Jesse whispered in my ear, launching up to scrape his teeth over my shoulder. I shuddered, leaning back as his hands captured my tits, massaging and tugging. He lay back down and quirked an eyebrow. I shared a wide smile with him. He was my sunshine, my joy. I backed myself between his legs, facing away from him, before notching his straining length at my hot opening. I hooked my legs under his, sinking down with a sigh. Jesse had the perfect view of my ass, and I propelled it back, making it jiggle. His cock arched inside of me, and my voracious pussy clutched onto him. I leaned forward, my breasts jostling with the movement. My body has curves, all over. There was nowhere that didn’t move when I was being fucked. It hypnotized my men, Logan scrunching his eyes closed as he came again, spurting a smaller amount of fresh cum for his collection.

“Keep going,” I urged him, and Logan obliged, wincing through the hypersensitivity. Jesse’s fingers clutched at my upper thighs, digging into the skin.

“You’re fucking me so good. Perfect ass, perfect – uhhh.” Jesse’s stream of compliments cut off when I ground down on him. Briar was stroking himself faster now, cum beading at the tip of his head. He quirked an eyebrow.

“Do you want this cum inside you? Or should I paint myself into an artwork like Logan?”

My walls clenched around Jesse, and he let out a bellowing groan.

“Oh fuck, I felt that. She wants it bad.” He couldn’t take my teasing bounces anymore, leveraging his hips up to snap against me. Burying himself to the hilt inside of me over and over. Heat rolled over and through me as his cock grazed against the perfect spot inside of me.

“Keep going -uh- right there,” I cried out as his powerful thrusts made me melt. I grabbed my breasts to stop them from jostling.

“Don’t,” came Briar’s sharp hiss and I let them go, let him and Logan drink me in. I dropped my head down, each pound of Jesse’s hips pushing me closer to another release. My pussy was fluttering around him, encouraging his brutal movements.

“Give it to me,” I groaned. His fingers slipped on my thighs, sweat making us glisten. Pushed to the limit as we searched for ecstasy together. His body and mine entwined and gloried under the jealous eyes of Briar and Logan. Jesse’s hips stuttered on a roar and his cum spurted inside me, warm and welcome. He didn’t stop moving, though, faltering once before stroking fiercely again.

“Come for me, princess. I want to feel you,” he begged, and it was so beautiful. So honest. His raw tone took me there, my pussy clutching around him like he wanted. I rocked my hips through the tiny shudders that cascaded out, chest heaving. Jesse eased himself out from underneath me, arms pulling me onto his glistening chest. We burned together; our lips meeting was sumptuous. I panted into his mouth, giddy. Jesse brushed my damp hair away from my face.

“I love you,” he whispered, dropping a kiss on my nose. A tender footnote. My heart warmed in my chest.

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