Page 24 of Room Twenty-Eight: Her Beautiful Surrender

Leaning over Asta’s body, I kiss her cheek before responding, “I fucking love it, kitten.” Withdrawing my fingers from her tightness, I nudge the head of my cock into the snug opening, and we both groan in unison. “I’m already addicted to this sweet ass of yours.” Slowly, I work myself inside her until my sack is resting against her soaked pussy.

“I never thought I’d like this,” she confesses, tightening herself around me as we grow used to this new position.

“Oh, I knewIwould.” Pressing my head into the back of her neck, I grip her shoulders in both hands and use her like an anchor, driving in deeper and harder until she’s screaming out an orgasm so intense, we don’t hear Colt and Diesel enter the room until they’re seated near her head, watching as I continue to fuck her.

“Would you look at that,” Diesel groans, brushing the hair from her face as he strokes his dick. “Taking dick in that ass like the pretty whore she is.” Her mouth opens when he traces her lips with a finger.

“I want another one, kitten, give me one more, and I’ll let loose so these two can take that pretty pussy of yours together.” Both men groan at the idea of double penetration in her tight cunt.

“Yes, Sir,” she whispers, and her body locks up around me.

“Did she just say, sir?” Colt murmurs, leaning down to kiss her, swallowing her scream as her body explodes. White lights flash behind my lids as I follow her over the edge, thrusting viciously until she’s flat on the bed and my cum is leaking out around my cock. Her body appears boneless as she convulses and settles into the soft mattress below.

Rolling over, I take her with me so she’s leaning against my chest. I spread her legs wide, showing off the way my seed leaks from her body.

“Fuck, she’s a beautiful cum slut, isn’t she?” Colt murmurs as he settles down by her pussy, rubbing a finger gently on her clit, ignoring the way her body twitches with sensitivity. Leaning forward, he sucks the hardened nub between his lips, and Asta goes off like a rocket. Her body quivers and quakes as a silent scream rends the air from her lungs.

Her hands reach back for me, needing to hold onto something because Colt doesn’t let up, not when she begs, not when she tries to push him off, and not when she releases heart-wrenching sobs. He continues to make one orgasm roll into another, and it is, hands down, the most beautiful thing ever.

When her body goes limp and her breathing evens out, he pulls back with little kisses around the raw bundle of nerves, moving slowly up her body to suckle on her nipples. “That was amazing.” He finally sits back, pleased with himself.

“How was it?” Diesel asks me, his eyes glued to where my cock head is still pressing to her back hole.

“Fucking amazing. She loved it.” Stroking her throat as she rests, I realize I’m in love with this woman.

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Diesel

Colt lays under her limp body, his hard dick nestled nice and tight in her slippery cunt. His forcing those orgasms out of her loosened her up enough that we won’t have any trouble taking her pussy together.

“How is she rippling around me like waves when she’s out cold?” Colt groans as we hear the shower running. Major is cleaning up, prepared to watch us take her together now.

“’Cause she likes the D, man. Wants it, craves it like a bitch in heat.” I chuckle when he groans, lifting his hips into her as I continue tying her hands behind her back. I have every intention of fucking her back to consciousness.

“She was made for cock,” he agrees, his hands fisting her hair on either side of her head.

I angle her hips up farther for my penetration, her body bound up in knots with the silk of our ties. Seeing her pink flesh stretching around Colt’s cock has my dick leaking and hardening because I know the pleasure we’re about to experience with her will be out of this world.

“How long do you figure until she’s knocked up?” I grunt as my cockhead pushes into the tight hole that brings us such euphoria.

“Sooner rather than later, I hope,” Colt mutters, the muscles in his arms straining as we fight not to lose control together. “So. Fucking. Tight,” he groans.

“Best. Feeling. Ever,” I pant as I sink deep inside her wet sheath, collapsing on top of her body just as she begins stirring.

“Ssshh, sweet girl, we’ve got you,” Colt reassures, pressing kisses all over her face. My fingers dig into her hips, forcing her to remain still.

“It hurts.” Her whine tears from her throat. “Please.” Her plea is brushed aside, though. We want this; she wants this. We know she does.

“Oh, but baby, we can make it feel oh so good,” I murmur in her ear.

“No, it hurts too much. It’s too much.” Asta’s words blend together, and her breathing grows heavier. Her cunt gets wetter the more we talk, the more she feels us inside of her together. “Please, stop.” She hiccups this time.

Glancing at Colt, I see we’re on the same page and know we’re not going to. She’s going to take us both; she’s going to enjoy it. And by god, she’s going to be knocked up before this night is over.

“But, baby, how are we going to plant our seed in your womb if we pull out?” I kiss along her shoulder, biting when she shivers.

“A baby?” She squirms.

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