Chapter 44 #2
A cry shreds my throat, and I try to escape the painful intrusion, but Myles has me locked firmly in place.
Zane growls, shifting forward a step, as if the sight of me being ripped open is a physical torment he can’t stand to watch… or to resist. I’m not sure.
Sobs wrack my body as tears stream down my face. No matter how I writhe, Myles’s hold doesn’t falter.
“I know, baby,” Phoenix soothes, kissing the trails of tears on my face tenderly as he sinks in inch by inch. “I know. It’s going to hurt at first… I’m sorry.”
It hurts. It burns.
But there’s something far more potent underneath the pain. Something dark and depraved and full of bliss. Hopelessly restricted while both of them are inside me at once, taking me with a primal hunger that they can’t stop or fight.
It’s like gasoline to the fire already building inside me.
A shadow falls over us before Zane’s hand fists in my hair, tugging just enough to make me lift my head. “Don’t waste those pretty tears on them, sweetheart,” he rasps.
I can’t stop the sobs as Phoenix slowly works his way into me alongside Myles. Zane groans a raw sound, his face blurred by my tears.
Phoenix buries his face in my neck as he stretches me, like seeing me in pain is too much for him, even though he’s the one causing it.
Once he’s fully inside, he pauses, panting. “I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry,” he whispers, voice strained.
“No,” I whisper. “It feels… good. It hurts but… I like it.”
They groan simultaneously, and Phoenix studies my face, his expression changing as he reads the pleasure on my features.
“Holy fuck…” Zane hisses. “Look at that perfect pussy. Stuffed full, with two cocks.”
They begin to move, one thrusting in as the other is pulling out. The rhythm is gentle at first, a slow, careful grind of cock against cock, buried deep inside me.
I can feel everything—the stretch, the pressure, the unbearable fullness that makes my vision blur.
“That’s our girl,” Myles breathes, fingers twitching around my pinned legs. “Taking both our cocks like a fucking dream.”
“She’s doing well,” Phoenix pants. “Little slut loves being used. So greedy for us. She’s perfect. But I think she can handle more…”
I can’t think. Every thrust sparks through me, clit throbbing with unbearable pressure.
“Zane, climb up here. Let her feel that big cock on her tongue,” Phoenix orders.
Myles groans, already pulling me tighter to his chest, making room as the couch dips beside me and Zane swings one leg over the top of me.
The next second, Zane is straddling my face, towering over me like a god. His thick cock is inches from my lips as he fists it slowly, gaze locked on mine.
“Open wide, sweetheart,” Zane murmurs above me, his voice dripping with a darkness I’ve never seen in him. “You gonna let me fuck that pretty mouth while they split you in half? Huh?”
I can only moan, nodding desperately, as I obey. Zane smirks like a devil and drags the head of his cock across my slick lips before pressing in.
Saliva spills from the corners of my mouth, but the sounds they all make—their groans, their curses—send molten heat straight to my core. My eyes fall closed, surrendering to them completely.
Zane’s hand curls into my hair and tightens until pinpricks scatter across my skull. “Look at me, sweetheart. Don’t close those pretty eyes. I want you seeing exactly who’s ruining you,” he rasps.
Phoenix growls behind Zane, snapping his hips harder into me, stretching me brutally as his hand finds my clit. “Goddamn, that’s a sight. Our filthy little slut, worshipping all our cocks at once. You love it, don’t you, Ivy?”
I moan, the sound vibrating around Zane’s cock as tears stream down my face. Zane growls, hips grinding as he fucks my mouth with slow, devastating thrusts.
Myles and Phoenix’s rhythm builds. Harder. Faster. Zane pushes deeper, shoving further into my throat while I’m speared on the other two.
My body shakes apart between them, my pussy clenching down as my head swirls in the sensations.
Phoenix groans. “Jesus. She’s getting tighter. I can feel your fucking piercings rubbing against me, Myles… I—I can’t…” he pants, pulling out of me suddenly.
I whimper around Zane’s cock at the loss, still trembling but Myles plunges into me harder, filling me deeper and relieving that ache.
Phoenix shifts in front of me, grabbing the base of his cock and lining up between Myles’s thighs. Without warning, he presses into him steadily.
“Fuuuuck—” Myles chokes, thrusts stuttering and his grip tightening enough to bruise. “Oh—fuck, Phoenix—”
“Let me in, little maniac… mmh. Good boy,” he hums.
Watching them, hearing their moans, it sparks something wild inside me.
I wish I could crane my neck to see Phoenix buried in him, but Zane’s cock pins my head to Myles’s shoulder. I’ve never seen two men together before and I’ve never seen Myles melt in this way.
Myles’s hands massage my breasts possessively, greedily grabbing handfuls and pinching my nipples, moaning in my ear.
Phoenix’s hands fall to my hips again and he tugs me down harder onto Myles’s cock, picking up speed as he bounces me on his friend, drawing more groans from Myles.
Zane’s hands grip firmly in my hair as he fucks my mouth until warmth fills my throat and I’m forced to swallow it down.
I’m rendered completely immobile by them. All I can do is be used and allow the ecstasy to wash over me.
As Zane climbs off, cock still hard, his hand finds my clit, circling with skilled fingers. With everything happening, it tips me over the edge almost immediately. My entire body tenses, back bowing against Myles as my orgasm nears the peak.
My body convulses and I cry out, eyes rolling into the back of my head. They don’t let up as the climax rips through me, violent and endless.
Myles whimpers, hips jerking. “Fuck—Ivy—Phoenix… she’s clamping down… I can’t hold it.”
Zane’s fingers pause on my clit. “Don’t come inside—” Zane starts.
Phoenix growls, slamming deep. “Fill her up,” he orders, voice taut.
With a groan and a shudder, Myles’s cock pulses as hot come fills me. The sensation makes my walls flutter uncontrollably as it drips and starts leaking out around him.
Phoenix growls menacingly. “Don’t make me come, maniac. You’re clenching now too. Oh goddamn… your come is dripping out of her, onto my cock.”
His thrusts quicken as he fucks Myles’s come into his own ass, eyes fixed on the stacked bodies in front of him.
“Too much come for your tight pussy, huh little stray?” Phoenix pants as he runs his fingers through the come dripping from me before lifting them to his mouth and tasting the combination of us.
He groans around his fingers, hips stuttering, buried deep as he comes inside Myles with a guttural sound.
We collapse into a heap of tangled limbs, heaving chests and sweaty muscles. I float in the aftermath as the heat of our bodies melt us into one.
Myles kisses my temple, my neck, anywhere he can reach. “You did so good, little doe. Such a good girl for us.”
Phoenix’s hands are soft now, soothing over my aching hips. “Ours,” he grunts.
“Ours,” Myles agrees.
Zane wipes my tears tenderly, whispering praises as they hold me between them, both caged and guarded by their bodies.
I let my eyes fall shut, utterly exhausted by that filthy display of ownership and submission.
For the first time in my life, I feel completely safe. Wrapped in the arms of men who worship me, even when they ruin me. And I never want this feeling to end.
Zane leans in, lips brushing my ear, breath hot. “You don’t know what you’ve started, do you, sweetheart? We’re far from finished with you.”