Page 85 of Fatal Scheme

“You ready for this baby girl?” Tyson asks, my hips grinding against his throbbing cock, and I whimper in response, slipping into the desperate, needy mess that only these boys can bring out in me.

Within a second, I feel the head of Jasper’s cock pushing against my back hole, the pressure causing me to squirm on Tyson’s chest, but he grabs my chin, redirecting my focus.

“Keep your eyes on me, Carter. I want to watch you while he fucks your ass,” he whispers against my neck, his tongue teasing my pulse point, and I force my eyes into his, a gasp escaping my lips as Jasper pushes further.

The last ounce of resolve snaps, my rings of muscle breached, and for the first time, Jasper thrusts inside of me slowly, my vision blurred with stars as I’m catapulted into a brand new realm of pleasure.

Before I can even process these new sensations, a familiar one joins the party, and the second Tyson plunges all the way into my core, I scream so loud my voice cracks, ricocheting off the walls.

“Holy fucking shit. Jasper, Tyson. I’m …” My words trail off, my body taking over as I move my hips in tune with their thrusts, feeling each and every inch they have to offer.

“You’re what, Principessina?” Jasper asks, tangling his hands in my hair, pulling my back against his chest while his lips leave rough kisses along my neck.

“Full. So fucking full,” I whine, placing my hands on Tyson’s chest as I get accustomed to riding them both at the same time, my body craving more and more.

“You hear that, Ty? Our little slut is full of cock,” he grunts, picking up the pace as he descends further inside of me, drawing the screams from my lips with ease.

“She’s the perfect cock whore,” Tyson chimes in, gripping my hips as his thrusts become harder, and a second orgasm begins to build, my head foggy as the pleasure and pain mix like a cocktail I could easily become addicted to.

On one hand, it fucking burns, my body being stretched in ways I never knew it could, but the overwhelming ecstasy cascading through my bones is higher than I’ve ever felt, like I could walk on water or test the limits of gravity.

My limbs are numb, my body trembling as I’m reduced to nothing but two holes between two men, and yet, I’ve never felt more alive.

Every microsecond that the three of us have shared has led to this moment, where I become their third, solidifying us as a trio, from now until eternity.

I’ll never make a move without them, and in turn, they’ll keep me in mind while moving forward through this life.

Although it’s an unspoken vow, I have a feeling we’ll find a way to uphold it, to honor the filthy fucking things we’re doing, and I know for damn sure that I’d rather die than lose what we have.

In a split second, Tyson restores my presence in reality, snaking both hands around my throat and squeezing lightly, a warning of what's to come.

“You trust me, baby girl?” He asks, his voice dropping low as his dark eyes shimmer in the dim lighting, gazing up into mine with a playful, yet dominating look that captivates me instantly, pulling me from my thoughts.

“Yes, with my life.” I press a kiss to his cheek, grinding my hips into his while Jasper slows his thrusts to match Tyson’s, a slight moment of relief coming before what I can only assume will be my final reckoning.

“This isn’t going to hurt,” Tyson says, cutting off my air supply while Jasper grips my shoulders, the few seconds of nothingness quickly replaced with reckless, heart-thrashing thrusts that test every bit of strength I possess.

As hard as I try to speak, to cry out in pleasure, the words are trapped beneath Tyson’s hands, and I can’t let them know how fucking good they’re making me feel.

Instead, they’re forced to rely on my body for clues, and when I begin to tremble under their grasp, I think they’re clued in, both of them releasing guttural moans from their chests, the tension only growing as we chase simultaneous climaxes.

“She’s so fucking close,” Tyson mutters, his husky voice sending shockwaves from my head, all the way down to my toes, and I clench my thighs in response, earning deep sighs from the men buried deep in my holes.

“Jesus Christ, my little cock vessel. So. Fucking. Tight. I’m going to cum deep inside your ass, is that what you want? My fucking cum dripping from your asshole?” Jasper slaps my cheeks hard in succession, landing each and every one with purpose, the sting shooting me into another galaxy, but with Tyson’s monstrous hands around my throat, I can only moan in response.

“Say please, Carter,” Tyson commands, jerking my head until our eyes meet, and I swallow around his palms, the words barely audible as the sound of skin slapping against skin echoes around the room.

“Pl-please … ple-please, Jasper,” I choke out, saliva and tears falling down my face as I voice my deepest desire, and both boys groan around me, my words igniting the final inferno that will engulf us all in flames, in the best of fucking ways.

“Fuck!” Jasper finishes with a roar, his body tensing against my back as he collapses on top of me, and I attempt to grind into Tyson, riding out one man’s orgasm while actively drawing another from the other man perched below me.

“Claim me, Tyson. Fucking cum inside of me,” I challenge, nipping at his bottom lip while I grind my hips back and forth, my clit dragging deliciously along his pelvis as I chase another orgasm.

“Such a greedy girl, desperate to be filled with our cum,” he groans, accelerating my pace while keeping his hands around my throat, his grasp becoming harder with each passing second.

“Fall apart for me, baby girl,” he orders, and although I never thought I could force my body to orgasm on command, the second his lips hover above mine, my vision goes black, and I explode around him, my body convulsing on top of his.

“What a fucking sight,” Jasper moans, his hands roaming along my arms as I collapse onto Tyson’s chest, floating in and out of consciousness, feeling like I’ve reached the absolute edge of the universe tonight, my body spent from the uproar of pleasure.