28. Kai #2
Kaleb growls, sticking four fingers against her tongue. She gags at the intrusion, spilling more drool down her chin. Her body jolts with every movement.
“Fuck,” he grits out.
She whimpers as he pulls his hand out, the thing coming out shiny with strands of spit trailing between them.
When I turn the key and the motor dies, vibrations still fill the air from the toy lodged deep in her ass. That makes my brother’s eyes flare.
“Naughty little Black Cat,” he rumbles.
Her eyes flick between us. A shudder rolls through her, and Kaleb takes one look around to confirm that we are alone before ripping her hoodie off.
“Let’s take off this monstrosity,” he murmurs, throwing the thing over his own bike.
She shivers against the cold; the breeze from the water carries a harsh bite.
Nipples drawn tight, Kaleb skates his hands up and down her body.
Only for a second, though. Because I’m on the other side of the bike, yanking her off, and bending her over the leather seat.
My fingers wrap around the waistband of her pants and yank them down, revealing the vibrating toy.
Goddamn, her ass is magnificent. So round and full. My hand lands against the soft flesh with a loud crack, and she jolts forward with a scream. My handprint blooms red across her skin in an instant. I do it again, harder this time.
She sobs, the sound muffled by her stretched jaw.
My fingers wrap around the end of the toy, giving it a testing tug. It’s snug in her ass, nervousness making her tense around it. Pulling it firmer this time, half of it slips out.
Her body heaves with another gag, and I glance at my brother who has his cock out and is sliding it through the ring.
The wet noises of him slipping in and out has my own cock rock hard. For a moment, I fuck her tight hole with the toy. Pulling it almost all the way out before shoving it deep inside her. She takes it so well.
Continuing to fuck her tiny hole, I crouch behind her. I’ve never seen a pussy look so sweet. Soft lips, shiny with her arousal. A landing strip that begs me to rip at it and make her scream.
Just like I knew she’d be, she’s dripping from the ride over here. Perfect.
My tongue runs along her slit, her taste blooming over my tongue. The buzzing is right next to my ear as I begin to devour her cunt, but I can still hear her moan around Kaleb’s cock. My lips wrap around her clit, sucking hard until she starts bucking over the bike.
Standing, I lick my lips, twisting the toy in and out of her ass.
When I pull it out, her ass clenches against the emptiness. It won’t be empty for long, my slutty, needy girl. I spit on the slutty, needy hole. Then I pull out my cock, spitting on the tip as well. It’s all she’ll get. It might hurt, but she’ll get used to it.
The shiny tip of my cock rubs between her cheeks, prodding at the hole.
I’m not sure if her noises are protests or pleads for it.
I’m not sure if her noises are protests or pleasure.
Hard to tell. All those desperate slobbery moans as Kaleb fucks her throat.
Probably pleasure. My depraved little slut.
With the way the ring is designed, he won’t get much friction. What he will get, however, is a gaping wet mouth held open for him to fuck. Which is very much what he is doing.
His fingers have slid through her dark hair, holding her head in place is he bucks into her.
“This mouth,” he murmurs, voice sounding untethered. “I love being so deep in your throat, Black Cat.”
My hand fists around my dick and rub the head in her damp arousal. She tries to fall back onto it, and I almost let her. But my hand grips her waist, and holds her back, moving the tip of my cock to her ass.
With a firm shove, I guide my cock into her hole. The tight ring barely gives, and she tries to buck away from me. All it does is impale her throat deeper into my brother’s cock and make her cough and choke around it.
My hands wrap around her hips and pull her back to me. Silly girl. She can’t run from me. Doesn’t she know this already?
One hand stays on her hips, gripping her soft curves in a bruising hold. The other fists the base of my cock, while I lean over and spit into her hole again.
“Breathe in,” Kaleb demands, pulling his cock out just enough to rest against her tongue. Her chest expands as she listens. “Now, breathe out.”
Just as her chest finishes deflating, I thrust into her, forcing my way past her tight muscle.
Hissing through my teeth, I squeeze my cock painfully to stop from coming.
Tight. So fucking tight.
Kaleb huffs a breath, resuming his slow thrusts against her tongue. “You should see my brother, Roxy. Your ass is about to make him blow like a horny teenager.”
I glare at him, but he’s not wrong. My balls draw up tight, and I’m dangerously close to filling her up before I’m even all the way in. I drag in a slow breath before inching my way in, eyes laser-focused on the way her cheeks spread around me.
A low, raspy groan falls from her stretched mouth. It’s enough to spur me on, sliding halfway out, before bottoming out, my hips smacking against her ass.
Hands gripping her hips, I start driving in and out. Her body wraps around me like a silky, soft fist. So hot and tight and mind-melting.
The bike below her rocks with each movement. Shadow is my pride and joy. This bike has been with me since the moment Ash’s dad pulled us off the streets and honed us into perfect killing machines.