Twenty-Seven
Their Obsession
Liv
P anic took over me as I lashed out and clawed at the air. Desperately, I tried to gain back control while Sin wound my hair around his hand and freed his cock from its restriction. I fought with all I had until my eyes landed on his enormous shaft as his jeans hit the floor. He stepped out of them and kicked them to the side, but I couldn’t believe the size of him.
His cock was giant! He wouldn’t fit anywhere in me!
Next, the sound of Saint’s zipper caught my attention, and Sin stroked his cock in his hand. Sin grunted with pleasure as he watched me react, and his sounds had my pussy drenched all over again. Damn him.
Disgust ran through me as Saint’s dick sprang free, and my revulsion turned to admiration. Bewildered by the sight of his dick, which was as big as Sin’s. They must own a dick pump or had penis enlargement surgery. There was no way I had two crazed stalkers with giant dicks the size of ten-inch eggplants! I bet their flaccid cocks were the size of a typical man’s erect cock.
I snorted. “This can’t be natural.”
I had a stupid fucking mouth on me. I was as bad as Sin. Unable to shut up.
“All natural, Liv,” Sin answered as he yanked on my hair and inched my face closer to his mushroom head dick. “I told you we’d show you madness.”
My mouth went dry at the sight of his tip. The width of the mushroom shape was huge, and the ridge curved smoothly over, connecting to his veiny shaft. The perfect hump to elevate a climax but bring pain with the ungodly size of him.
“Keep that fucking thing away from me.” I glared, pressing my hands against his thighs and trying to push away from him.
Fuck! Sin could poke an eye out with that thing! He could screw my eye socket if he’d even fit.
“Shut up!” Sin roared as he harshly slapped his cock off my cheek. “I’m through with watching you and fully intent on keeping you quiet.”
I yelped, but I bit my lip to conceal my surprise from his cruelty and blinked my eyes. As Sin laughed and slapped me a second time, I bit harder, causing a new spot to tear open on my lip, the taste salty and metallic. My pussy throbbed when it shouldn’t have, and I clenched my thighs together as I tried to stop the ache awakening inside. My cheeks heated with embarrassment or arousal—which one, I wasn’t sure anymore. They had a way of confusing me and making me hate myself even more.
“Let me go, ass—” my words departed as Sin pulled my hair toward him and cut me off.
My lips had nowhere to go but to ride up the long length of his girth. He rested my cheek against his torso and kept my hair tightly bound in his hand. I couldn’t move. I had nowhere to go and couldn’t open my mouth or else I’d bring him pleasure. The one thing he wanted from me, as my wide eyes watched as Saint stroked himself while watching us. His eyes hooded with lust as his chin tilted down and precum drizzled from the tip of his cock.
He was ready for me. They both were, and I had to make a split-second decision. I opened my mouth and bit down on Sin’s dick.
“Oh. Fuck,” Sin grunted out each word and let go of my hair as he grabbed the back of my neck. “Sweetheart. You can’t wait for a taste of Daddy. Can you?”
Bad choice.
The white impression from my teeth only lasted a second before they disappeared, and the head of his dick jumped. The sick bastard enjoyed the bite I’d meant to inflict pain. I was hopeful my teeth would draw blood, and then I could make a run for it, but I had no such luck.
My decision only made everything worse as Sin gripped the back of my neck and made me gaze up at him. His dark eyes were fused with heat and desire, with the scar wrinkled on his cheek from his evil curled grin. His white shirt was unbuttoned as he stared down at me, and his gaze held a promise—a threat—to make me regret my choice because it had only made him want me even more.
I glared. “You disgust me.”
“And you excite me,” Sin shot back and shook my head till my vision turned fuzzy. “Now. Open up.”
“No.”
“I said…” Sin hissed and rocked me with each word. “Open. Up.”
The bed creaked below me from the force, and my eyes crossed. My pressed lips loosened, and I opened them, giving in. I had little choice unless I wanted him to throw me around like a rag doll.
“Good girl. I want you all wet for me, Liv,” Sin breathed as a trail of saliva slipped from his mouth and fell down into mine.
Without warning, Sin pushed me more into the bed with little time to react as he followed me and pounced on top of me. My backside pressed further into the mattress as my arms worked beneath me as I tried to get out from underneath him. But it was no use when my head hit the headboard.
Sin laughed. “Our little obsession thinks she can escape her shadow daddies?”
Saint grabbed my ankles from underneath Sin and pulled my body downward. A half shriek escaped me, but Saint cut the noise short when he maneuvered my face to be below Sin’s dick that bobbed against my forehead, with his big balls dangling at my mouth. His crotch was inches from my face as he wasted no time and dipped his balls inside of my surprised mouth.
“No!” I squealed with my voice muffled by his giant nut sack.
The asshole tea bagged me!
Sin popped his tight balls out of my mouth right before I chomped down and bit him like a shark under attack. My jaws snapped at the air as Sin reacted fast and hopped over behind me while Saint flopped me over onto my stomach. The motion knocked the wind out of me, and I lost track of where my arms or legs were. But my phantoms knew and placed me in the position they desired: on my hands and knees, with Sin in front of me while Saint was at my ass, fully exposed to him as he had my legs spread apart and my pussy wide open. The hot smell of me wafted up into his face and made him groan.
I moved my hands and tried to shift my knees, but I couldn’t budge. All I accomplished was my hands pulling at the unmoving bedsheets under Sin’s weight. Saint held me trapped with his hands on my hips and his fingers dug into my skin. More bruises would form from the brutal force he inflicted as he backed my pussy further into him until I froze because the tip of his large mushroom head poked at my entrance.
“So, here’s the plan, sweetheart,” Sin said from above me as his wicked laugh filled my ears, and he continued to talk filthy to me. “We’re going to stuff you full. I’m going to fill your pretty mouth, and Saint’s going to get his dick wet in your tight slit.”
“No! You are too fucking big!” I panicked in a high whisper with widened eyes. “You both won’t fit!”
“Yes, we will, Liv. You were made for us.” Sin encouraged me as he stroked my head and wouldn’t listen to reason. “Your mouth and cunt will stretch to accommodate the shadows who worship you.”
“I can’t do it!”
“Don’t worry. You can take us because you are our girl.”
“No, please, I—”
“Sh…” Sin whispered as he forcefully yanked my chin, and I had to look up at him. “As much as I love to see you beg, I want to fill you full of our come even more.”
“Wait—!” I shrieked, cut short with a dick-slap to the face.
“Such a defiant little slut. I thought I told you no more begging.” Sin breathed heavily as he caressed his cock against my cheek and raised an eyebrow at me. “For now.”
I rolled my eyes. “I know, I know. I disobeyed you. Blah, blah, blah.”
“And now you’re mouthing off?” Sin smirked and slapped me again with his dick, his precum slick against my skin. “I fucking love you, Liv.”
“Me too,” Saint said from behind me and slapped my ass cheek.
I whimpered, and my plump skin recoiled from the hit. My backside bucked as my fingers clenched into the sheets, and I bit my lip. All over again, pleasure pierced through me when it shouldn’t. A shiver ran up my spine, and Sin met my eyes as he held my chin tighter until it hurt. Tears filled my eyes from the mix of anger, pain, and lust. A combination no one should have to feel, but here I was, stuck at their mercy while they were ready to stuff me like a turkey with no regards to my feelings or limitations.
“Once again, fuckers, this isn’t love. I hate you for holding me against my will and making me do things I’d never do,” I snapped at them with the heated reminder.
“But you are, Liv. You’re doing everything asked of you,” Sin said as he placed the tip of his dick on my lips. “Stick out your tongue and lick me.”
I shook my head with the tip of Sin grazing against me. My eyes squeezed tight as some tears escaped, and I hated myself for letting him see them. The beads of wetness fell to my mouth, pressed firmly together, and greeted his tip.
“Do it, darling,” Saint voiced from behind me as he slapped me again and squeezed my flesh.
A muffled whimper escaped me, and I shuddered from the havoc Saint rained down on me. My ass was surely red after the harsh slaps he had left, and the area was sensitive. He didn’t care as he grazed his fingers over the beaten skin and left me with his own bite mark.
“Mmm!” I cried out in pain as Saint claimed me, his teeth leaving a lasting impression.
Saint skirted his teeth over the blemish as more tears fell from my eyes, and I could see lighter movements behind my closed eyes. The sound of Sin’s hand stroking his dick in front of me filled my ears, and he grabbed a handful of my hair. He aimed and was ready to dive in as soon as I opened my big mouth to let him inside .
Asshole.
The tears wouldn’t stop falling as black mascara smeared and Saint bit me again. Repeatedly, he left impressions on my behind as I thrashed against him, and my ass jiggled in his hold. He loved to see me squirm as his dick pulsated against my slick slit and he growled with each chomp.
“Enough, Saint! You greedy fuck!” Sin ordered as he yanked my hair and pressed me further into his tip. “I want my fill too, man. Screw her so she’ll open wide for me, and we can share her.”
“In a minute, asshole,” Saint huffed as his teeth scratched down my swollen skin and his dick left my entrance.
I exhaled through my nostrils in relief as they flared with each heavy breath and silently thanked Saint for finding the light. He’d stop this madness and let me go. There was still some good left in this broken man, and he’d stand up to Sin. There might be a spot in heaven for Saint after all.
“What the hell are you doing, man?” Sin asked in pent up frustration.
“I’m seeing what paradise tastes like,” Saint replied as his breath fanned against my pussy, and he licked up the entirety of my slit. “Her desire is as close to heaven as I’m ever going to get. ”
Fuck. The asshole made me quiver deep down into my core. The feeling of his tongue giving me even an ounce of pleasure after he’d dealt me pain was a relief. But I hated to admit it.
“Goddamn it, Saint, would you fuck her brains out already?” Sin huffed.
Saint growled, and his stubble tickled my slit. “Fine, fuck.”
“Oh my God, no I—” my protest, equal parts fright and passion, was cut short as Saint nudged his cock inside of me, and my eyes flew open.