Page 45 of Knotting Autumn

Twisting, I managed to whine, “I’m completely naked and you’re both dressed.”

Sawyer gripped my jaw, turning my face back toward him. “You’re not the one in charge here, love. You’re the one who wanted both of us, so you’ll be grateful for what we give you.”

Eyes blazing, he used his hold on my face to guide me back to his cock. Panting, I opened my mouth and flattened my tongue so his length could slide into my mouth a few inches.

“Autumn, you feel so good,” he said, pushing forward in a tentative, gentle thrust.

“Open your legs for me,” Thorne commanded, and I eagerly complied, dying for someone to touch me. His fingers skimmed over my wet pussy, parting me, before he notched the head of his cock at my entrance.

Desperate, I arched my back and tried to push back onto him. His palm smacked into my ass, and I jerked forward, shoving Sawyer to the back of my throat. Eyes tearing up, I reveled in the sting and the rush of arousal that followed it, paired with the feeling of overwhelm of taking Sawyer so deep.

I’d never had sex like this, desperate and mindless while my partner teased me and used me. I wanted to scream.

“Relax, baby. We’ll take care of you,” Thorne said, smoothing a hand down my back.

He lined himself up at my entrance again, and I held perfectly still, my mouth full of cock, waiting for him to fill my pussy. The slide in was achingly slow, and I let out a muffled moan around Sawyer’s cock.

Thorne exhaled roughly as he bottomed out. “Fucking perfect. You’re so tight, I’m not going to last long. Now let Sawyer fuck your mouth.”

My pussy squeezed, anticipating the feeling of him moving inside of me, but Thorne stayed still, his hands on my hips holding me steady as Sawyer wrapped his hand into my hair, taking control.

Four hands gripped my body as I took two cocks, and I could barely stay on my hands and knees, my body wanting to melt into the floor.

Sawyer pulled back and thrust in harder, his breathing turned ragged. I whimpered as his hold on my hair tightened, tugging at the roots. Needing some relief, I arched my back and rolled my hips, working myself on Thorne’s dick.

Again his hand slapped me across the ass, and the vibrations lit up my nerves. Needing more, I pushed back against him, reveling when he spanked me again.

“Do you like that, baby?” Thorne asked, his voice full of dark humor.

I couldn’t answer as Sawyer pounded into me, choking me. He pulled back long enough that I could catch my breath. Tears slid over my cheekbones, and a little bit of drool dribbled from the corner of my mouth.

“You’re so fucking beautiful all messy like this,” Sawyer praised, rubbing a thumb over my chin to smear my saliva. “If it’s too much, pinch my leg.”

My nod was stunted, but he understood. The next second, he was wrapping my hair around his fist and using me. I couldn’t take all of his length, which was just as well because there was no way I could fit his knot into my mouth.

My core pulsed as Thorne rubbed my ass where he’d spanked me. I wanted more. I wanted everything.

Hollowing my cheeks, I sucked on Sawyer’s cock as he drew back, and his hips gave a stuttering jerk. “Fuck, Autumn, I’m going to come if you do that.”

My pussy squeezed Thorne’s cock, and that was the final straw for him. His tightly reined control snapped. Cursing, he slammed into me, pushing me onto Sawyer until his dick was choking me.

Sawyer slowed his pace, matching the way Thorne fucked me, slow and deep. My pussy had gotten used to his size, and now it was pure ecstasy as he worked me.

“Shit, I can’t hold on,” Sawyer muttered, his nails scraping my scalp as his fist clenched.

Sawyer jolted, and I peered up to see Thorne gripping Sawyer’s throat. “Don’t you dare come before she does,” he growled.

A muffled groan ripped out of Sawyer’s throat, and my body convulsed. His head was tipped back, offering his throat to Thorne. The display had me squeezing his cock so I felt every drag as he slowly slid in and out of me.

Thorne was determined to break me. His hand moved between my legs, finding my clit and swirling wetness over it. Euphoria rushed through me at his touch, and my muscles tensed.

His next thrust was harder, and his finger slid over my clit in tandem. More tears fell, and I sobbed around Sawyer’s dick.

Too much.

“You can take it,” Thorne said firmly. “Stop fighting it.”

At his command, my muscles relaxed, and I let the intense pleasure fill up my entire being until I was floating.