28. Kai #3
Now it’s even better. Because it’s going to be covered in her cum, sweat, tears, and saliva.
Sliding my hand up her spine, I fist a handful of her hair, cocking her head back. Tightening her throat around Kaleb’s cock. He hisses, fucking her face brutally.
It sounds so fucking salacious and dirty. So wet and messy.
Drool strings down his balls, and they smack against her chin with a wet thumping sound.
“Fuck,” I hiss, bringing a hand down against her cheek again.
Taking my pent-up feelings out on her soft flesh.
She cries out, the muscles in her back rippling. Tattoos crinkle with each movement. She looks like a dream spread across my Harley.
Like she was meant for this.
Like there is such a thing as fate.
I’m not stupid enough to think that’s true, but I’ll throw every penny I find into every ridiculous water fountain and cross my scarred fingers if I get to keep her.
“Do you want to come, Roxy?” I grit, leaning over her body.
She wails, her throat making wet sounds. Kaleb uses her mouth roughly. Every time he pulls away, thick strands of saliva stretch between them before running down her chin and onto my shiny bike.
Her hair flies around her face as she jerks her head up and down.
“What’s that?” I murmur next to her ear, using my grip on her hair to shove her further onto the dick in her mouth. “I didn’t quite catch that?”
It’s earth-shattering, the way she tries to scream yes with her jaw strained open.
“Yes?”
She’s gagging and sputtering, tears streaming down her face and snot dripping past her lips.
Her body swallows me, sucking my cock deeper and deeper with each thrust. Taking me so damn well.
Every gag makes her back hole clench around me, my cock threatening to empty its load before I’m ready.
“Blink once for yes,” I tease, and I feel a grin pulling at my lips.
Her eyes are already clenched shut, and they fly open, dazed eyes blinking hard.
“I didn’t quite get that,” Kaleb grits out. “Did you brother?”
Keeping my eyes on her, I give a soft shake of my head. Taunting her.
A needy scream echoes from her open mouth.
“I’ll make you come, sweetheart,” I press a soft kiss against her ear. My voice is taking on a strained edge, fighting the vicious hunger scorching through me. “As long as you remember that this body is ours. Your orgasms are ours. You’re ours.”
I don’t know where the words come from, but they are truer than any word I’ve ever said.
The way she shivers is answer enough. I reach around her body and find her clit, circling the engorged bundle of nerves. Her back arches instinctively, and Kaleb uses the opportunity to shove deeper into her throat.
“I’m going to come,” he hisses, his hips quickening. “Shit.”
Her body starts to convulse, and she tightens around me painfully. So tight I can barely draw back enough to drive deep into her. My balls draw up and my eyes threaten to roll into the back of my head.
Ecstasy. Pure fucking ecstasy.
Unloading my cum in her ass, I groan. She’s screaming. Garbled cries around the thick cock that is spraying white ropes onto her tongue. It leaks out with the strands of spit, cum making her stretched lips glossy.
Milking my cock until it’s empty, I remain seated deep in her ass until I catch my breath. She’s a mess of cum, sweat and spit. And she’s mine.
Time seems to slow down and speed up all at once when we slowly clean up our girl. Slowly bring her back to the present and back into her body.
Eventually the distant look leaves her eyes, replaced with something even I don’t want to decipher. Kaleb gently removes the gag and smooths out her hair while she stretches her sore jaw.
By then, we have her back in her oversized hoodie and pants; the thing swallowing her whole. She looks tiny between us.
She looks beautiful.
Unwilling to let her go, I carry her down to the cracked boat ramp towards the small cove. The tide is low, lazily lapping against the rocks, the dark water catching strays of golden sun just beginning to rise.
I lower us onto the concrete ledge, while Kaleb settles next to us. With a yawn, she rests her head on his shoulder while nestling into my warmth. Without thinking, she reaches for Kaleb’s hand, sliding her fingers through his, before reaching for mine and doing the same.
Just the three of us. In this grimy excuse for a beach. Neither of us is willing to let go.
We don’t speak. The silence settling deep between us. Full of everything we don’t know how to say.
The sun slowly appears, casting soft colours over the water and the clouds. The amber rays catch in Roxy’s hair, warming the dark locks until they are glowing.
Her sleepy eyes watch the waves roll in. I watch her. And Kaleb watches both of us.
We don’t move. The squawk of a seagull cry sounds above us, and I can faintly hear the city starting to wake up. The rumble of a truck and the beep of a horn. It’s all so distant.
I’ve never been one to be scared.
But, fuck, if I’m not terrified that the second this moment ends, everything changes. We are in the middle of a war. One with no rules.
And for the first time, I have something to lose.