38. The Sinner
“Iforgive you, Zeke. As much as my heart can. Don’t walk away from me, from us.” The minute the words leave my lips, it’s as if a switch is flipped, and Zeke comes storming across the room like a cyclone, to pull me almost violently into his arms. A thrill races through me at his actions, and the need written all over his face. I’ve missed him, this intensity that is all him. The one that has always called to me, and I could never forget or move past it.
For a brief moment, I worry that Abe won’t release me, or allow Zeke back into our arms. That he will continue to hold a grudge against him for almost taking my life, despite the fact that he saved his. I’m enthusiastically surprised when he doesn’t make an attempt to stop him and instead, his hands go to my waist and tighten. Even as Zeke consumes me like an animal does his prey, hungrily, viciously, and without remorse. Growls and moans sound in the air as Abe leans forward and licks my neck, biting that soft spot that makes me melt, where my neck and shoulder meet. Fuck.
Zeke breaks the kiss, his lips glistening from mine, and meets Abe’s mouth over my shoulder as the two of them press me between their rigid bodies, and kiss with hungry groans. Holy fuck, hot, so fucking hot. If there is anything sexier than these two men enjoying each other, and making noises that have my core clenching tightly, I haven’t been lucky enough to experience it yet.
I can feel Zeke’s hard erection pressing into my stomach and Abe’s into my lower back, and I have never been so grateful to be the filling between them. Even as the thought enters my mind, a chuckle escapes me, and both men break apart and stare down at me with curiosity.
“What’s so funny, Atasi?” Abe questions, his voice raspy and filled with lust, as his amber eyes glow with an internal light, and he thrusts into my backside. His grip on my waist tightens, until I know I will have bruises in the exact shape of each of his digits tomorrow. The thought only makes the lust between us grow stronger.
“I… I was just thinking... I’m the cream filling in a cookie sandwich.” A hint of embarrassment races through me at their stunned looks, before Zeke breaks out with a hearty laugh, the little lines on the side of his mouth and eyes crinkling with enjoyment. It brings warmth to my chest to see some of the shadows that have plagued him leave his face.
“I can definitely fill you with some cream, baby.” Abe leans forward and takes my lips with a growl.
“Fuck, yeah. I would love to see that cream drip right out of you.” Zeke’s husky voice near the shell of my ear has tinges erupting all over my body. “All of your holes, baby, dripping with our cum.”
I almost say yes. I almost demand that both of them take me right here on the floor, and fill me up to the brink with their cocks and their cum, except there is something that I want so much more. Something I am not sure if I have the courage to ask for. It’s almost incomprehensible that I will kill and torture men with no remorse, but get shy and embarrassed when I have to vocalize my wants and needs.
The memory of the last time we were all together tries to rise, and with it comes the memory of Sammy, and how much I miss him. How he, too, would have enjoyed being here with us. Even though he tried to fight his reaction to them and sharing me. He’s never out of my thoughts, and the pain of being away from him is my constant companion. They must see the sadness overtake me on my features, and can guess the direction of my thoughts. I don’t want to ruin this right now. I just can’t seem to help it; he is never gone from my mind or my heart, and my soul misses a part of itself. My Sammy is with me with every breath I take, and he being gone, taken from us, feels like something is missing inside of me, something dying a slow and painful death.
“What can we do, Atasi? How can we make it better right now?” Abe questions while wrapping his thick arms around the two of us and crushing me between them, peppering the crown of my hair with kisses. It’s a sweet and gentle gesture, so like the big, fierce teddy bear that he is. The Abe he was, before all of this started, and my life almost became forfeit.
Zeke rubs his nose along mine, kissing the tip, then my cheek, the corner of my mouth, and finally my lips, before pulling back and staring into my eyes, as if he can read what is down deep inside of my soul. All my wants, needs, and desires are an open book for him to unlock.
“I just want to forget for a few hours the horrible world that we live in. I want, no, I need to shut my brain off, just for a bit, and not think about the fucking Brotherhood, David, or that Sammy and my nephew are still out there, and how essentially all my family is gone but that child. Just make me forget. Please.”
“We are your family, Atasi. You are never alone,” Abe mumbles into my hair, the vibration soothing, and almost causing the tears I’m restraining to cascade from my eyes.
“What do you need, Snow? Use your words, baby, so there are no misunderstandings here.” Zeke’s hands come to cradle my face as my eyes meet his, emerald green clashing with blue, his so alive and heated that they make my core clench, and my panties dampen further. Those eyes, and the expression of need on his face, give me the courage to speak my wanton desires.
I bite down hard on my lip, their eyes following the action. “I want to watch. Both of you. Together.”
Silence fills the room as they both freeze in their tracks. At first, I think I’ve made a colossal mistake by uttering the words. Fuck, do they think I’m a depraved mess? Are they turned off by my request? Then Abe’s large hand circles my neck, pulling me back into his formidable body, and I feel his cock straining at the confinement of his pants, as he thrusts against my asscheeks, and my eyes want to cross at the sensation.
”My good girl wants to watch as I fill Zeke’s mouth with my cock, before I take his ass?” Jesus, fuck, the seductive way he says that makes my knees shake and almost buckle. If I wasn’t pressed between both of them at the moment, I have no doubt that I’d be a damn puddle of goo on the floor right now.
“Maybe she wants to watch how you spread your asscheeks wide and take me balls deep inside of you, and then you suck the taste of your ass off my cock?“ Zeke questions with a groan, and I have to clench my thighs together at the image that he paints.
I’m going to combust just at their words, and I won’t get to see shit. “Lock the door, and both of you get naked. I want to see both of your hard cocks.” My words and demands are brazen, but Abe immediately releases me and goes to the door, closing it firmly and engaging the lock, while Zeke pulls all of the old curtains shut, sealing us inside and keeping prying eyes out. A few rebels are still stationed here at the house with us, and we don’t need them to see what happens between us. Not that I care about their opinions, but why add more fuel to the fire? A relationship like ours is not the norm in our society.
Abe moves back towards us as I sit in the chair again, preparing myself to watch them together. He rips off his pale gray shirt, throwing it on the floor at my feet, and then removes his shoes and pants until he’s all golden skin, covered in healed scars and masterpieces of colorful artwork. His hand tightens around his long, hard cock, the engorged tip leaking beads of precum, as he works himself roughly. My mouth waters with the desire to lick all of those beads up, even as I tighten my thighs and try to swallow a moan that wants to escape. He’s ridiculously stunning, an alpha male in all his glory just waiting to mate, to devour what is his.
The rustling of clothes being removed has me tearing my eyes away from the movement of Abe’s hand, and dragging my vision to Zeke, who’s already getting naked. His long hard cock bobs in front of him, the thick veins prominent and the piercing at his tip glinting in the light, as cum slips down his length in thick rivulets, trailing over his heavy testicles that tighten as they watch Abe work his cock. Fuck! If Abe is stunning, Zeke is breathtaking in all his virile masculinity. He’s sex on legs, and he knows it. A temptation straight from the devil to corrupt my soul. I would willingly commit almost any sin to have him.
His movement forward breaks me out of my lustful thoughts. “Get naked, Snow. You want a show, and so do we. You’re going to play with yourself, my little slut, while I fuck his ass deep and hard until he screams both our names.”
Well, fuck. That’s an invitation I won’t be declining. I don’t waste another moment slipping my clothes off, my core drenched and soaking the apex of my thighs, as Abe gets to his knees in front of Zeke and licks a line up his thick, muscular, tattooed thigh, working his way towards his cock that is standing at attention. A groan leaves Zeke’s mouth as one of his hands makes its way into Abe’s hair, pulling at the strands before fisting them.
“Drape your legs over the arms of the chair, Dinah, and spread your pussy lips so I can see how wet you are. Show me how sexy you are, Snow.”
A moan leaves my throat as I run my hands down the soft flesh of my chest, cupping one of my full breasts in my hand and squeezing, before continuing down past my stomach until I reach my throbbing clit and I rub circles on it, adding pressure and making myself gasp, as more wetness leaks from inside of me.
A manly, throaty groan reverberates in the air. My eyes are brought back up from my drenched core just in time to watch Abe take Zeke’s cock deep inside of his mouth, where he begins a rhythm of bobbing his head and gagging on his length, as Zeke grabs onto the back of his neck roughly, and his other hand tugs on Abe’s short, dark strands and forces Abe to take more of him down his throat.
“That’s it, my cockwhore, suck me deep, Abe. Show me how much you’ve missed me, missed my cock choking you.” Gagging and choking sounds greet Zeke’s words, and almost have me orgasming on the spot. I slide my fingers between my slit, trailing them back and forth through my wetness, as Zeke watches me with his bottom lip trapped between his teeth, while he fucks Abe’s throat without mercy. My eyes flutter and threaten to close with how turned on I am, the pleasure of observing them, and touching myself, propelling me closer to the edge.
“Snow, slip those pretty fingers inside of your cunt and fuck yourself nice and deep. I want to see how many you can take, our perfect slut.”
I slip one finger in, and then a second and a third until I’m panting hard, and my core is clenching down on my digits. My neck moves restlessly as all the emotions and sensations fill my senses.
“Baby, you can take one more. Show me how much of a slut you are for us. Fill that pretty pussy up, stretch it so you can take our cocks,” Zeke demands with a groan.
I slip another finger inside of my needy cunt, and the feeling of fullness almost makes me detonate, as I thrust my four fingers over and over inside of my drenched pussy. My thumb strokes against my throbbing clit, as moan after continuous moan leaves my lips, the sound ragged and depraved, and my eyes threaten to roll back in my head.
“Fuck, so good, so fucking good.” The moans slip from my lips as the waves of electricity begin to soar through my limbs, pushing me quickly towards that precipice that I want to throw myself off. Heat races along my legs, back, and chest, making every hair on my arms stand at attention and every nerve-ending sizzle. My body burns, and feels like it may catch on fire, with all the pleasurable emotions moving within me.
My other hand pulls on one of my nipples, squeezing and twisting until the bite of pain is all I need, and I explode in a million shards of light as my core tightens and clenches almost painfully, and I seek my euphoria. “FUCK!” I release a scream that takes my breath away, as I ride the waves of bliss until my whole body is shaking, and I can’t feel my spread legs anymore.
“Holy fuck, that was hot, Atasi. Baby, I need to lick your fingers and clean you up,” Abe moans as he crawls across the floor towards me, and I watch him from half-lowered, satisfied eyes. I was so lost in my own pleasure that I didn’t realize he had stopped giving Zeke head.
Zeke stands behind him a few steps away, stroking himself. Abe’s saliva is still wet on his cock, as he moves his emerald eyes back and forth between my pussy, with my fingers still deep inside of me, and Abe’s swaying cock, as he makes his way to me.
Abe’s face lowers to my pussy, licking around my digits and moaning, before sucking deep and hard on my clit, making my whole body jump on the seat. “So fucking good, baby.” His jumbled words and moans purr against my sensitive flesh. “You taste like sin, Atasi. This pussy was made to be used by us. Look at how she stretches around your fingers, baby, you still have room to take more.”
He pulls my hand away, lifting my four fingers to his mouth where his tongue licks at each digit like a cat eating cream, before he widens his mouth and slips them inside two at a time, and sucks them clean. It’s erotic, sinful, and so overwhelmingly hot, that I could forget my own name just watching him lick me up, and groan at my taste.
Zeke moves forward, gripping Abe’s ass and pushing it into the air, until Abe’s forced to drop my fingers and brace himself on his knees and elbows, with his face on my pussy, leisurely licking me. Zeke slips two of his fingers between Abe’s lips, and then between my pussy lips, gathering my wetness and Abe’s saliva, and drags it back, running his digits between Abe’s clenching asscheeks as he coats his puckered hole.
“I’m going to fuck you, Abe, with Snow’s cum as your only lube. Are you ready for me, my cockslut?” Abe’s deep moans, as he licks and sucks me into another orgasm, are Zeke’s answer. I watch, entranced, as Zeke pushes that pierced tip inside of Abe’s ass, not even giving him a moment to adjust to his long, thick length before slamming home and bottoming out inside of him. It’s rough, mean, and sexy as fuck, the way he gives him no quarter and takes what he wants from him.
“FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!” Abe pants with his lips pressed against my tight hole. “So good, fuck, Zeke, I missed your cock in my ass. Fuck me hard, baby, please.”
Thrust after powerful thrust, Zeke slams into Abe’s ass and pushes him forward and into my folds, until I’m so turned on that I’m soaking the fabric of the chair below me, as Abe tries to catch every drop. “Look at what a good slut you are, dripping for him while I fuck his ass. You love it that he’s clenched around my cock, don’t you, baby? You can’t wait to see my cum dripping out of his puckered hole, isn’t that right, Snow?”
“Yeesss,” I moan, so close to another orgasm that my jaw and teeth hurt, with how tightly I have them clenched, to stop the screams from leaving my lips. Zeke picks up his pace, until the sound of skin slapping harshly against skin overrides the sounds of all our pants, groans, and moans.
With one last thrust, he releases a rough growl that has my toes curling as he presses his body flush against Abe’s ass and cums inside of him, while bending forward and finding my lips.
I cum hard as Abe thrusts his tongue inside of my core. At the same time, Zeke thrusts inside of my mouth with his tongue, and the two of them consume me until I don’t think I can even move, and my breath is loud in my ears. Can a person die from the euphoria of an orgasm? I think I might be close to that happening.
Abe pulls back at the same time as Zeke does, his mouth glistening with my release, and Zeke bends down and takes his lips, his tongue coming out to lick away my wetness and groaning deeply in his throat. “Delicious, the taste of you two together is my new favorite flavor.”
OH. MY. GOD. My body can’t take anymore, but I also can’t look away as I watch them suck on each other’s lips, licking and biting, before Zeke pulls out of Abe’s ass. His cock is still half hard as he grabs a fistful of Abe’s hair, and makes him clean his ass and cum off his cock. “That’s it, dirty whore, make sure you lick every drop off my cock.”
My empty core spasms again as Abe takes him deep in his throat, tears and saliva sliding down his face as he chokes and gags, before pulling off and leaning over to reach my lips. “Open, Atasi, I have a present for you.” I open my mouth wide, and he spits inside of it. The combination of his saliva, his ass, and Zeke’s cum all mix with my own, and I swallow it all down and open my mouth wide, so he can see that nothing remains.
“That’s my good girl. Daddy likes it when you swallow, baby.“ Abe yanks my legs off the arms of the chair and places them on his shoulders. “I’m going to fuck you hard and fast, baby, and when I cum inside of your tight pussy, Zeke is going to clean you up.”
He doesn’t wait for my acknowledgment or permission, even as his cock lines up with my entrance. With one powerful thrust, he seats himself inside, stilling for a moment so my body can adjust to his thick girth. He starts a punishing rhythm inside of me that has my head shaking on my neck and my teeth rattling. “OhmyGod, ohmyGod, ohmyGod,” leaves my lips repeatedly.
“God’s not here, baby, just your demons,” Zeke takes my lips in a blistering kiss, and the pressure mounts inside of me again, ready to blow. Zeke’s fingers find my clit, and he strokes tight circles on the overstimulated bundle of nerves. His other hand makes its way to my right breast, where he twists my nipple without mercy. I draw back from his lips with a deep, mewling moan. “I can’t, not again.”
“You will, baby. This body was made to cum for us, as many times as we want.” Everything inside of me tightens, until my eyes roll into the back of my head, and darkness threatens to take me. Tears escape my eyes and roll down my face, at how amazing it feels to let go. Pain mixes with pleasure, as the orgasm completely rolls me under its depths, and sweeps me away like a wave crashing against the sand, and wiping it clean.
Abe roars his release, filling me with his cum before draping his large sweaty body against mine while Zeke continues to softly kiss me. He pulls back and stares at me, eyes filled with emotions, some of it sadness, and some of it joy. He’s so handsome, my prince charming.
“I love you, Snow.” His eyes move away from mine, and he lifts Abe’s chin until his mouth can reach his, giving him a small kiss. “I love you too, Abe. Always have and always will. You are both mine forever.”
My heart tightens painfully at the sincerity and hope in his words. I know, just like he does, that forever might not be for much longer, but for now, we have to enjoy every minute that we can, and pray that Sammy will be back with us soon. I love you, Sammy, wherever you are right now.