Chapter 20 #3
Instead, he slowly set the mango and the knife in the windowsill and rolled up his sleeves.
“You two looked like you were having a lot of fun without me,” he said, stepping closer, “I don’t like being left out. Especially when I bring the ingredients.”
Instantly, my eyes darted to the mango.
If he shoves that thing up my ass, I’m out.
Benji must’ve read the look on my face, because he let out a breathy little laugh as he grabbed the dangerous fruit once more.
“This isn’t for you, Munequita,” he assured me.
I looked up at Skye to see the skepticism on his face, and that made me feel a little better.
Still, Benji pressed on, removing the top and bottom of the mango before pushing out the stone in the mango.
It hit the small space between the nest and the wall with a soft, wet thud, and Benji didn’t even glance at it.
He was too busy finger fucking the mango tunnel.
His large digits pressed in and out as the juice trailed down his arm in a lazy stream. Eventually he murmured something under his breath and looked at us once more.
“Skye, go on, be a man, fuck Violet. I know you want to.”
Skye’s eyes bounced between me and the mango, he grimaced for a beat and I wondered if the fruit would be some sort of punishment if he didn’t let Benji live out his voyeuristic dream.
Skye had to be thinking the same thing, because he swallowed hard and hooked his fingers into the waistband of his boxers before slipping them down.
And there it was.
Skye’s cock was thick, flushed dark at the tip, already leaking with a bead of precum, but what made my thighs clench was the piercing.
A barbell ran through the excess skin just below the head. The silver glinted in the low light, and I gasped, both because he had a pretty penis and because I knew how good that piercing felt from the inside.
My mouth went dry and my cunt pulsed hard enough to make me squirm.
Benji let out a low, appreciative hum.
“See something you like, Munequita?” he murmured, still playing with that fucking mango.
I nodded.
Skye caught the look on my face and his lips twitched into a self-satisfied grin.
“Wanna feel it?” he asked, stroking slowly down the length of his cock, thumb brushing the barbell. He shivered. “It’s even better when you clench around it.”
Without hesitation, I parted my thighs and lifted my hips and Skye drove into me.
One thrust was all it took to steal the air from my lungs. Skye’s piercing dragged along my inner walls, and my back arched on instinct, fingers clawing at the sheets.
“F-fuck,”
I frantically nodded as I gnawed on my lower lip. Thinking straight was impossible right now.
My knees shook as my pussy gripped Skye, causing him to groan. It looked like it took everything to prevent him from coming right there, and then Benji moved, gripping Skye's jaw with his free hand.
“Open up, omega,” Benji purred.
Skye obeyed, his mouth opening in a stuttered breath.
Benji leaned in, his thumb brushing Skye’s lower lip. “Good boy.”
That praise hit both of us. I felt it low in my stomach, a pulse of want so sharp it made me gasp. Skye’s hips rocked, and the angle made my vision blur.
Benji watched for a moment longer before guiding the head of his cock to Skye’s lips. Slowly, he thrusted in, one hand on the back of Skye's head, the other still stroking himself with the fruit.
I couldn’t look away.
My body was a livewire, every nerve tuned to them. To the way Skye’s jaw flexed as he obeyed. To the low, hungry sound Benji made when he slid his hand into Skye’s curls.
My pulse spiked as Skye regained his senses and pistoned into me while his mouth worked Benji's cock.
Benji’s eyes cut to me .
“You look like you’re starving, omega,” he mused. “Do you like watching me fuck Skye’s pretty mouth?”
I bit my lip and nodded once.
Benji’s smile turned wicked. “Then keep watching, when I finish I have a treat for you.”
Skye pistoned into me and my toes curled as I watched the fruit fall apart while Benji fucked it. Warm chunks of orange fruit fell off, nearly landing on my face.
Part of me wished it would have hit me.
The nest filled with the sound of our breathing and the smell of our sin. My toes started to curl as Skye hit just the right spot to make my back arch off the mattress.
Stars floated across my vision as the liquid fire in my veins all poured into my cunt. I groaned into my orgasm, shivering as each wave dragged me under before allowing me just a second to breathe.
When I came down from my high, and my vision returned, the first thing I noticed was Skye covered in Benji's cum.
It was in his hair, spattered across his cheek, dripping down his chest. That alone lit something in me I never knew existed. But, while I was busy admiring a messy Skye, Benji had other plans.
“Open up, omega,” he purred.
My lips parted in surprise and I turned to find him, but, before I could, he surprised me from behind.
Part of the mango dragged along my teeth, filling my mouth with fruit and cum.
It was disgusting.
It was demeaning.
And it was the sexiest thing anyone had ever done to me.