Page 111 of Boys Who Hunt
He doesn’t even wait until she’s opened up her mouth fully before thrusting in completely, and the utter surrender in her eyes causes a visceral reaction in my body as my dick pulses with more delicious shock waves.
Fucking hell, why do I love watching them fuck her so goddamn much that it hurts?
“Please …” I try to scoot closer.
“Stay,” Heath barks, and I sink back into my chair.
He positions himself behind her, gripping her thighs, and thrusts in.
But it’s the o-shape her mouth makes that really reminds me of my fucking place in this threesome.
And that there literally is nothing I wouldn’t do to be near her.
Even when it means my two friends are fucking the girl I want so desperately.
Ivy
When Heath impales me,it feels like the lights have all gone out again. He thrusts in so deep I can feel him everywhere, pulsing deep inside, his moans making my pussy throb without my permission.
“Does that feel good, little thief?” Heath groans, pulling out, only to thrust back in again. “It’ll feel even better after I’ve made you come on my cock alone.”
“What?” I gasp, pulling away from Silas.
But Silas grips my face with both hands. “Oh no. Eyes on me, slut.”
He drives into my throat, coating my tongue with his pre-cum.
Tears sting my eyes as I’m impaled on both ends, struggling to breathe, struggling to even think straight. Both of my ends are taken at the same time, my mouth plundered by a demon with no conscience, and my pussy being invaded by a devil obsessed with making me feel things I don’t want to feel.
They push and pull me around using the contraption above my head, like the balls on a pendulum, back and forth onto each pierced dick.
“This pussy is fucking divine,” Heath rasps, gripping my ass like they’re handles. “Is this why you fell so hard, Max? Did this fucking pussy make you succumb?”
Max’s Adam’s apple moves up and down as he begins to sweat in the chair mere feet away. I can’t even look at him without feeling guilt rush through my veins.
But I shouldn’t feel this way.
It’s because of his obsession that I’m now being used.
These boys are wielding my body as a tool to teach him a lesson.
Heath pulls out and swipes his shaft back and forth across my slit, causing rippling aches throughout my body. “See this, Max? See how fucking wet she is for me?”
“Yes, fuck yes,” Max moans.
“You want this too, don’t you?” Heath says.
“Please, I’d give anything,” Max says, the desperation in his voice making goose bumps scatter on my skin.
“Too fucking bad she’s all mine.” Heath thrusts back in with no remorse, and a loud moan escapes my mouth.
“None of you deserve me,” I growl.
“You hear him begging now,” Silas replies, “but when we’re finished with you, you will be beggingus.”
My body is dragged from side to side as I tiptoe around on the floor, trying to maintain balance. My wrists hurt from the twisted knot, but I can barely focus on it because of each thrust inside both my pussy and my mouth. Max gyrates in his seat, hisshaft still upright, still dripping, and he still groans with pent-up desire.
Silas hits the back of my throat while I forget to pay attention, and I cough and heave when he pulls out, making him laugh. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”