36. Venetia #2
His hands move from my hips, sliding down to cup my arse, squeezing firmly before trailing down to the backs of my thighs.
He lifts my leg slightly, opening me up to his touch.
His fingers trace the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, making my muscles quiver.
He kneels behind me and kisses the back of my knee.
His hands slide up, gripping my arse cheeks and spreading them apart.
I feel so exposed, so vulnerable, yet so fucking turned on.
Blake’s tongue traces a line up the inside of my thigh, and I shiver, my breath fogging up the window even more.
I know anyone could look up and see us, but the thrill of being watched, of being dominated by my men in full view of anyone below, only heightens the sensation.
The anticipation of Blake’s tongue reaching my pussy is excruciating.
He doesn’t rush; he takes his time, building the tension until I’m practically panting against the window.
He holds me firmly in place. I try to push back against him, desperate for more contact, but Viper and Rafferty keep my wrists pinned, their grips unyielding.
Blake’s fingers slide over my pussy, and I moan, needing more. My clit twitches as he glides lightly over it. “So wet,” he purrs and plunges two fingers deep inside me.
“Fuck,” I cry out as he twists them, and my knees buckle.
He rises, pulling his fingers out and bringing his hand around to the front, where he presses down on my clit with just enough pressure to make my blood spike with an impending orgasm.
With his other hand, he releases his cock and guides it inside me from behind.
Raff and Viper hold me in place as he thrusts inside me.
Blake’s fingers don’t move on my clit. They stay there with that maddening pressure that makes me cry out in frustration.
“Do you want to come?” he murmurs, withdrawing completely before he drives his length into me, balls deep.
“Please,” I beg, but it comes out like an order instead of a plea. “Fuck you,” I pant when Blake doesn’t move.
“Oh, I am fucking you,” he murmurs, “but we can stop if you want to.”
“I’ll fucking kill you if you do.” He chuckles, and it rumbles through me, making my pussy clench around him.
I glance down over the courtyard just as one or two of the students look up. Whether they can see me or not, I don’t know, but that doesn’t stop the thrill.
“She likes being watched,” Viper comments darkly. “Our little queen is a fucking exhibitionist.”
Blake’s hand presses down on my clit. I whimper. He pulls out and slams into me again, his cock hitting that sweet spot inside me that makes my breath hitch.
I moan as he starts a punishing rhythm, driving into me with a force that makes the window rattle under my pinned hands.
“Let them hear you scream, wildcat,” Viper whispers in my ear, his grip on my wrist tightening.
I gasp, the friction of Blake’s cock driving me to the edge. My eyes roll as I come undone.
My scream echoes through the room, a raw, primal sound that shatters the air. The orgasm rips through me like a shockwave, every nerve ending alive with electric pleasure. My body trembles, my knees almost buckling, but Viper and Rafferty hold me upright.
Blake’s movements become more urgent, faster, and more erratic. I can feel his cock throbbing inside me. “Fuck, Venetia,” he groans. “I need to fucking feel you coming all over my dick.”
He pinches my clit and twists it. I gush all over his cock with a loud moan as my pussy clamps down on his cock, hard enough to snap it.
“Fuck!” He roars and shoots his hot load deep inside me, his body convulsing wildly as he fucks me harder through his orgasm. He stills. His hands are tight on my hips, and his breathing is erratic when he pulls out of me. “Fuck, Venetia. You are fucking magnificent.”
I smile lazily, still held up by Viper and Rafferty. “Put her on the bed,” Blake says. Viper and Raff let me go, and I slump against the window, hoping everyone saw me come. Viper scoops me up in his arms and practically throws me on the bed, where I land with a squeal of surprise. “Hey!”
He undresses quickly, and so does Rafferty, eager to catch up.
Viper crawls over me, his hard body a cage I want to break.
Placing my hands on his chest, I shove him back roughly and crawl onto his lap, gripping his cock in my hand.
Before he can protest, I’m sliding my cum-filled pussy over him, and he forgets whatever he wanted to do to me.
He grunts loudly and grips my hips, steadying me as I ride him roughly.
My tits bounce in his face as I clasp my hands around the back of his neck.
My gaze drops to the cut I gave him again, and I lean down, placing my mouth directly over it.
Flicking my tongue harshly over it, I reopen the fresh wound and lick the droplet of blood that wells up.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he growls and shoots his load inside me suddenly.
My breath hitches as I continue to ride him, his cock still hard inside me despite his orgasm.
I lick over the cut on his neck again, tasting his blood, feeling the power it brings me.
He’s mine in this moment, completely at my mercy.
I lift my eyes to meet his stormy gaze, and then I do something I’ve never done before.
I bare my teeth and bite him viciously. Hard enough to feel flesh give way under my teeth.
His cock jerks inside me as his blood hits my tongue, and he roars. “Fuck, Venetia!”
I keep riding him, my movements becoming more forceful as the violence turns me on even more. My pussy clenches around his dick, feeling him still jerking inside me.
“Move,” he growls, and before I can blink, he has my wrists in his hands, and I’m pinned to the bed. “Raff, get over here.”
Rafferty climbs on the bed, and I feel the mattress dip under his weight. I look up at him, knowing what’s coming, accepting what’s coming. Viper moves out of the way, but keeps me pinned to the bed, his eyes flashing dangerously.
“Fuck her until she weeps,” Viper growls.
Raff doesn’t hesitate. He climbs between my legs, his hard cock already in his hand.
He doesn’t give me a second to prepare before he slams into me, his hips moving in a relentless rhythm that steals my breath away.
I gasp, the sound of pleasure and pain as he fucks me hard, his cock driving deep inside me with every thrust.
Viper’s grip on my wrists tightens. “You’re ours, Venetia,” he growls, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that sends shivers down my spine. “You belong to us, and we’re going to make sure you never forget it.”
Raff’s movements become faster, more brutal. My body responds, the pressure building deep inside me. “You’re so fucking perfect, trouble. You were made for us.”
I moan, the sound torn from my throat as Raff hits a spot deep inside me that makes my vision go blurry. Viper’s grip on my wrists is almost painful, but it only adds to the sensation, the feeling of being completely overwhelmed, completely dominated by these men.
Blake moves to the side of the bed. He’s already hard again, his cock thick and ready as he tugs gently on himself as he watches me getting utterly wrecked by Raff’s relentless pounding.
My body is slick with sweat, my breath coming in ragged gasps.
Raff’s hips slam against mine, his cock driving so deep it feels like he’s trying to split me in two.
Viper’s grip on my wrists is bruising, his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that’s both terrifying and exhilarating.
“Harder,” I choke out in a raspy whisper.
Raff’s response is immediate; his thrusts become relentless, each one sends waves of pleasure and pain crashing through me. I can feel the orgasm building, a storm on the horizon ready to tear through me.
“Come for us, Venetia,” Blake murmurs, his voice a low, commanding growl. “Let us see you shatter.”
His words are the final push. The orgasm rips through me like a wildfire, consuming everything in its path.
My body convulses, my back arches off the bed as I scream, a feral sound that echoes through the room.
Raff groans, his body tensing as he lets himself climax, his cock pulsing inside me, spurting out cum to mix with Blake’s and Viper’s.
Viper releases my wrists, and I immediately reach for Blake, pulling him down to me. His mouth crashes onto mine with a fierce, bruising kiss.
Raff pulls out of me, and Blake straddles me, his lips leaving mine with a savage smile. He lines his cock up between my breasts and then pushes them together around his length.
I gaze up at Blake, his cock trapped between my tits as he rides them, causing them to bounce around his shaft. I groan, my body still trembling from the orgasms that have ripped through me. His hips move faster, his cock sliding between my breasts with a slick, frictional heat that makes me moan.
Viper pushes my legs apart and pinches my clit lightly. I tremble under the touch, ready to explode into a thousand pieces.
Blake titty fucks me faster. I open my mouth and stick my tongue out to catch the tip of his cock as he thrusts upwards.
His breath is ragged as Viper’s tongue flicks my clit, circling it before sucking it into his mouth.
I cry out as his fingers enter me, pumping two in and out rapidly, twisting, rubbing against my G-spot.
He adds a third finger and then a fourth.
I shatter as my climax rips through me, a thousand tiny explosions of pleasure that leave me breathless and boneless.
Blake groans, his hips bucking as he shoots his load all over my tits and neck, his release a hot, sticky torrent against my skin.
Viper pulls back with a satisfied growl, his mouth slick with my juices.
They all collapse around me, a tangle of limbs and sweat-slick skin.
I lie there, pinned beneath their combined weight, utterly spent and blissfully empty.
My body is a roadmap of their possession.
Bruises bloom on my skin from their tight grips, their cum drips from my cunt and is smeared across my chest.
Blake brushes a damp strand of hair from my forehead, his touch surprisingly gentle after the brutal passion we just shared. “Ours,” he murmurs, his green eyes dark with a possessive satisfaction.
“Yours,” I whisper when my eyes close, heavy with contentment, and I allow myself to enjoy this moment for however long it lasts.