Six
Her Destiny
Sin
Liv closed those beautiful thighs, turned around, and leaned her forearms on the back of the couch.
Her gorgeous eyes looked up at me while her cleavage spilled out of her top.
Holy fucking Jesus, she was a sight, but I wanted her to be unholy—to do extremely dirty things to my cock while I watched her and enjoyed the show.
I grabbed her flimsy shirt and ripped it right down the middle. Her breasts jerked when she gasped in surprise and tried to push off the couch, but I stopped her. I gripped her cheeks, puckered her lips together like a damn fish, and kissed the tip of her nose.
“Thin!” Liv exclaimed as she tried to speak my name.
“Sh…” I held a finger up to her compressed lips. “Don’t worry. I’ll buy you a new shirt. Hell, I’ll buy you hundreds more.”
I let go of Liv’s face and raked my hand through her hair. My fingers interlock with strands until my nails graze her scalp. I yanked a fistful of her hair to show her who’d be in charge.
“But—”
“Nothing.” I interrupted by pulling her hair. Hard. “I want to see those tits bounce while I fuck your face. Got it?”
Liv swallowed hard. Her pulse quickened against her neck, and she licked her lips before grazing her teeth over the bottom one. I placed a finger, then another, on her partially parted mouth.
“Good.” I pushed away from her face and peered down at her. “Open up for me.”
Liv did as instructed, and I inserted two fingers into her mouth.
“Arch your back for me, darling,” Saint commanded.
Liv stuck her butt out while I pushed my fingers further in. She didn’t fight me, never tried to bite me, and let saliva drool out of the corners of her mouth. Her eyes were wide but grew bigger when I went too far, to her limit, making her gag.
Hot damn. I loved it when Liv’s gag reflex kicked in. Her eyes watered, mascara ran, and she made the sweetest sounds. She was ready for me. Stretched, wet, and intoxicating.
“My gosh, you’re so damn pretty.” I pulled back and peered down at her body. “Isn’t Liv as gorgeous as the day we first laid eyes on her?”
“Damn straight,” Saint responded and squeezed her butt cheeks. “I’d remember this tight ass anywhere. Especially now. It’s all mine.”
Saint slapped Liv’s ass. She moaned with my fingers still in her mouth, and her skin rippled with the aftershock.
I pushed further into her mouth.
Liv gagged once, twice, and a third time. “This is mine too.”
My nostrils flared as I watched Liv grip the back of the couch. Her gag reflex was in overdrive while I held my fingers there and roughly caressed my thumb underneath her chin, but she never broke eye contact with me. Liv was my good fucking girl, willing to do bad things for me.
“Oh, shit, darling, you got me so hard. Fuck. I wanna get back inside of you,” Saint hissed impatiently and ran his hands down her backside. “I want to come.”
My best friend gripped Liv’s hips, ready to take the plunge. I positioned myself in front of her mouth. My fingers were still busy, pushing in and out to make her salivate more, preparing Liv to take my dick whole.
“Who’s got first dibs?” I asked, but my gaze didn’t waver from Liv. “You’ve already had her, so—”
“So what?” Saint interrupted. “You get first prize?”
I pulled my fingers out of Liv’s mouth and ran a hand through my hair. “No. I should have a turn.”
“You always get a turn. When have we not shared her?” Saint was tense, his jaw rigid as he shrugged. “Sometimes you want to watch.”
“And you figured this was the time?” I sighed in frustration. “My dick is right near her mouth with fucking cum dripping out.”
I glanced down at Liv and mouthed, “I’m sorry.” And turned my attention back to my best friend.
Jesus Christ! What a fucking great time to have a disagreement?
Liv shook her head and rolled her eyes. “Can you two quit arguing and fuck me already?”
“Well, I can’t if Sin is upset,” Saint expressed with raised hands.
Goddamn guy was far too fucking sensitive sometimes.
“Oh, Christ! I’m fine.” I ran both hands through my hair. “I only wanted to know who was gonna fuck you first.”
“I think Saint should go first,” Liv answered my question.
Such a sweet fucking girl.
“Why?” I asked, crossing my arms in front of my chest and tilting my head.
“Because you’ll get to watch my eyes roll into the back of my head, my body shuddering in response to each thrust, and my mouth wide so you can fill me up,” Liv replied with a devilish smirk as she roamed her eyes down my body and landed on my dick bobbing in front of her. “How does that sound to you?”
How the hell could I disagree with a plan as fucking hot as that? I’d be a goddamn idiot to argue with any idea our girl offered us. She even settled any hesitation when she fondled my nutsack. Fuck. Her long fingernails felt so good. My eyes practically rolled out of my head.
“Like a damn dream come true.” Saint gripped her hipbones as if they were handles and hoisted Liv into position. “Say the word, man, I’ll have her screaming in no time.”
I cupped Liv’s chin in my hand and ran a thumb over her bottom lip. I wanted her staring me straight in the eyes when my best friend dove into her tight pussy and made her writhe with pleasure, opening her for me to watch in delight until I had her.
“Fuck.” I bit my lower lip and released it. “Her.”
I slapped my dick against her cheek.
Liv gasped.
“Hard,” I groaned.
Saint took the plunge. His dick swooped in deep, and Liv gasped again. Her pussy tightened around my best friend while he plunged into the hilt, and an animalistic sound escaped her.
I cupped her face while she stared up at me, and her eyes blazed with lust. “Oh, fuck.”
Liv bit her lip, but I forced the plump flesh back out with a stroke of my thumb. “Look at you. So fucking beautiful. Such a slut.”
“Fuck, she’s gushing too,” Saint voiced hoarsely.
My best friend thrusted faster and grunted with each pound. The sound of wet flesh smacking together filled the room. Music to our ears.
Her tits bounced. Nipples danced. I ran my hand down her face and popped a finger briefly into her mouth. She playfully bit me, teased me, and I pulled the limb back out. I softly chuckled at her feistiness. I wanted more.
Liv’s mouth was open, sighs of lust escaped her, but I wanted to hear her make more sounds.
“Stick out your tongue,” I ordered.
“Why?” Liv questioned me, asking each word with every pound. “Do. I. Have. To?”
“Yes,” I hissed and let go of her face.
“Oh, God…” Liv moaned, but stuck out her tongue.
I spit. My saliva dripped onto her skilled muscle, and she took my offering without hesitation.
“Good”—Liv surprised me and devoured my cock—“Girl.”
I grinned with satisfaction.
Liv beat me to the fucking chase with her lips wrapped around my dick. The vibrations of her moans made me push in deeper and grab a handful of hair, face-fucking my sinfully wicked bride-to-be.
“Yeah, darling,” Saint groaned and slapped Liv on the ass cheek. “Take his cock. Let us fill you full.”
“Mm—” Liv’s moan turned into a gag.
Two more gags.
I yanked Liv’s hair and pulled her closer to me.
Her eyes watered like fucking crazy while she choked on my cock, but the pleasure radiating through her made her carry on.
She enjoyed being rammed full of cock. She was made for us.
Two goddamn crazy men who were mad about her and so fucking in love we couldn’t see straight.
All we saw was her, all we wanted was her, and all we needed was her.
Right here. Right fucking now. Full of our cum seeping out of the holes we had consumed and ignited undeniable pleasure she’d never tire of because we were together.
Forever and always. Beyond this life and into the afterlife.
Excitement took over me in this passionate moment, and for all the future would bring us. I couldn’t hold back. My climax hit me with full force.
“Yes,” I hissed out in an elongated sigh of gratification.
Liv struggled. She choked on the load I shot off deep inside her warm throat, and my jizz worked its way out of the corners of her mouth.
She couldn’t contain the mess, and she drooled all over the cushions.
Sure to leave white stains, but I didn’t give a damn.
I’d look at the mark and remember this moment. The exact time she came.
Liv’s eyes rolled. She moaned with her lips clenched around my dick as tight as a vise straight from heaven.
She fucking exploded so hard her pussy must’ve clamped down on Saint because he shuddered right after her.
He half-filled her up but pulled out to stroke his dick and ejaculate the rest onto her back.
Liv was a fucking work of art. A true goddamn masterpiece, if you asked me. We’d given the Mona Lisa a run for her money.
I pulled out, bent down, and licked my cum off her cheek. “Kiss me.”
Liv did. Fuck. I loved her. So goddamn much.
I couldn’t wait to see Liv walk down the aisle toward us in a nice wedding gown—a perfect dress she’d go shopping for tomorrow. She was going to have a girl’s day with her mom and Raven, but she wouldn’t know that we’d be close by too.