Chapter Fifty
RIVER
Elliot squeezes the globe of Lily’s arse, his brown eyes practically black as he penetrates her from behind. I move close, my dick level with her mouth, and swipe my pre-cum over her lips.
Her tongue darts out as she licks away the moisture, followed by a wanton moan.
“Are you ready, Vixen?”
“Y-yes,” she pants as Elliot pulls her hips back against his dick.
Her eyes go wide as he begins to really fuck her, and her breasts jiggle under his thrust.
“Open up,” I say.
I fill her mouth slowly, weaving my fingers through her hair and tugging her closer. Her nostrils flare as I begin to move, and she peers up at me through her long lashes.
And then, without me even having to ask, she takes me deeper, and I can’t stop my groan of pleasure.
Every time Elliot thrusts harder, it causes me to hit the back of her throat, but I don’t want to hurt her. I ease her off me, and she pants, her face confused.
But as Elliot begins to fuck her with abandon, the look dissipates as her eyes roll into the back of her head. Elliot is solely focused on their pleasure.
His eyes open to find me watching him. His arm wraps around Lily’s stomach, and he pulls her back so she’s sitting on her knees, her back flush against his chest.
“Fuck, Vixen, you look so damn good stuffed with his cock. One day, you’ll be double stuffed, so full of us you won’t be able to walk for a week.
“Oh God, River,” she says, tears streaming down her face.
“Touch her clit,” Elliot says through clenched teeth.
I crawl forward on my knees and press my thumb over her clit.
“River,” she says, grabbing my shoulder with a hand. “It’s too much.”
“No, it’s not. You’re doing so well.” I reach for her other hand and move closer until my dick is touching her stomach. “Touch me, Lily.”
I guide her fist over my steel-hard length and set a rhythm. She’s such a quick study. It’s not long before she’s doing it, even with the punishing thrusts coming from Elliot. But from the sounds spilling from her mouth and the look on her face, she’s loving it.
Her head falls forward, resting on my shoulder, but all it does is change the angle, causing Elliot to hit somewhere deeper, somewhere more profound.
I thought Elliot had lost himself to her, that is, until his hand wraps around hers on my dick, guiding her movements.
“It’s one of the things I love about you, El,” I say with a moan.
“What?” he asks, panting.
“Your ability to multitask.”
He laughs low and deep, causing Lily to whimper, her mouth clamping down over my skin .
If the way her fist is strangling my cock is anything to go by, I’d say she is about to come any second.
Just like me, it would seem. Elliot does this thing with his thumb, brushing over the piercing on the head of my cock, causing my balls to tighten and my spine to tingle.
“Come for me!”
I don’t know who he’s talking to, but it doesn’t matter. Lily’s teeth sink into my skin, and she begins to convulse.
As I erupt all over our hands, I angle my cock, and spurts of my cum cover her clit as she continues to squirm and cry out.
“Fuck, yes,” Elliot hisses, tensing as he fills her with his seed.
We’re a panting mess of limbs as we begin to float back into reality, and Elliot slips out of her, the sound purely erotic.
“My turn,” Jax says as he struts over to the bed, naked, and although there’s nothing sexual between us, I can’t help but appreciate his body. He drops something beside him as Lily rolls onto her back, her breasts jiggling with each rise and fall of her chest. He pulls her by her ankles until she’s at the foot of the bed and spreads her legs on either side of his hips. She looks sexy as hell, still wearing her heels and stockings.
I watch as he brings the head of his cock to her entrance, her arse hanging off the bed, and then he thrusts home. A scream catches in her throat as his hand shoots out, and he wraps his fingers around her neck.
The action causes the air to get stuck in my lungs. Fuck me, that was hot.
And then he’s fucking her—hard.
“Oh, Jack-son,” she gasps. “I can feel your… oh shit. Y-your piercings—” Her voice breaks off, and he releases her throat as he keeps her spread eagle as he continues his punishing thrusts.
Fuck me!
I can’t look away.
And then he presses down on her clit, and her mouth opens, ready to scream, but Jax stuffs something into her mouth, and I realise it’s her knickers.
Kinky bastard.
Her entire body is covered in a sheen of sweat as her whole body coils tight. She arches into his thrusts, her fingers strangling the cover beneath her as she lets out a muffled scream through the lace material.
And then she sprays his chest as she convulses. Fuck me, our girl just squirted.
The sound of each thrust into her soaking wet pussy is now so much more pronounced.
“Ours, Duchess. You’re all fucking ours,” he says as he throws his head back and follows her into a state of oblivion.
And I know that he’s right.
That life will never be the same again because she’s it for us, and she’s all fucking ours.