Page 59 of Out for Blood
Too much pleasure. Too much release.
Like letting go of everything I hadn’t realized I’d been carrying all at once.
When the orgasm was over I collapsed onto Jagger’s chest as I gasped for breath.
“What thefuck?”
Jagged wrapped his arms around me. “The fuck is exactly it, mouse. This is what it’s supposed to be like.”
“I’ve never come twice in a row so fast before. I don’t know if I can come again.”
Hawk grabbed my hips and lifted them up and off Jagger’s body. “You can and will come again. You’re going to take us all.”
The words lit a spark between my thighs and I gasped as Jagger positioned his cock at the entrance of my pussy at the same time as Hawk’s dick pressed against my asshole.
Hawk was right. Iwasgoing to come again.
Vigo touched his cock to my lips and I looked up at him, his blond hair wild, green eyes burning with hunger.
“I’ve been patient,” he said. “Now you’re going to suck my dick, mouse.”
The words sent a rush of hot need through my body and I opened for him, let him sink to the back of my throat at the same time Jagger drove up into me with a grunt of satisfaction.
“Fuck…” he said. “Fuck.”
“My thoughts exactly,” Vigo said, holding onto his shaft to stabilize his dick in my mouth. “I forgot how fucking hot your mouth is, mouse.”
I expected Hawk to ease inside my ass like he’d done in the past.
But there was no easing this time. He drove into my ass hard and fast, and I yelped around Vigo’s dick with both surprise and pleasure.
They were all buried in me now: Vigo in my mouth, Jagger in my cunt, Hawk in my ass.
I was full of them. Complete.
I almost didn’t want them to move. Didn’t want this moment to end, this moment when they were as much a part of me as they could ever be.
But then Hawk dragged himself out of my ass. Jagger started moving in my pussy, and I knew that even when I thought it was as good as it could get, it could always get better.
I let go of the headboard to wrap one hand around Vigo’s shaft while I sucked, using my other hand as leverage to push down on Jagger’s cock when he thrust up into me, to push back on Hawk when he drove into my ass.
Jagger’s stomach rubbed on my clit, creating the perfect friction, and my third orgasm of the night roared to life at my core.
“She’s close to coming again,” Jagger grunted, his face a mask of tortured pleasure. “So… fucking… wet.”
“Good,” Hawk grunted. “Because her ass is so fucking hot I’m ready to blow.”
“Count me in,” Vigo said, thrusting into my mouth. “I want to come in our mouse’s mouth.”
“You’re so fucking good taking everything we have to give,” Hawk said, slamming into my ass again and again. “There’s nothing you won’t take from us, isn’t that right?”
“Mmm-hmm,” I said around Vigo’s dick.
Because it was true. I’d take it all.
I was made to take it all.
“That’s our good girl,” Vigo said, holding my head, pushing himself to the very back of my throat. “That’s our good fucking girl.”
