Page 45 of Freed By Wrath

“Yes, please,” I whimper.

“Oh, you beg so beautifully,” Slash murmurs, clearly pleased at my eager response.

Isaac slides two thick fingers deep into my pussy, curling them perfectly against my G-spot while Slash pours a generous amount of lube over his fingers. He begins circling my tight asshole with slow, teasing strokes. The dual sensation is overwhelming—Isaac’s fingers stroking inside me while Slash plays with my ass.

I moan shamelessly, hips rocking between them, chasing more.

“Oh God… it feels so good,” I whimper.

Isaac chuckles against my pussy, the vibration making me shiver. “Wanna feel even better, baby girl?”

“Yes, yes, please… don’t stop.”

“We won’t,” Slash says, his voice low and commanding. “Come for us, baby.”

He pushes one slick finger into my ass, slow and careful, while Isaac sucks hard on my clit and pumps his fingers faster. The combination is too much. Slash adds a second finger, scissoring gently, stretching me open as Isaac curls his fingers relentlessly against that perfect spot inside me.

My orgasm hits me hard and fast.

I cry out, back arching off the bed as I come, clenching around both of their fingers. My thighs tremble violently, and I soak Isaac’s hand and mouth. They keep working me through it, drawing out every last wave until I’m a shaking, whimpering mess.

Only then do they slowly withdraw their fingers.

“Such a good girl,” Fabien praises from beside the bed. He’s already naked, slowly stroking his beautiful, thick cock as he watches. “Look at how well you took their fingers. You’re going to feel incredible when I fuck that tight little ass.”

“Are you ready, baby?” Slash asks, and I just nod.

Slash picks me up, moving me around and whispering sweet nothings against my temples, while Isaac lies back against the pillows. In no time, I’m positioned on top of him.

I straddle his hips and sink onto his cock with a long, shaky moan, taking every inch deep into my pussy.

“Fuck you’re so big.”

He chuckles, and I start moving slowly, getting used to the girth of him.

In the meantime, Fabien surges behind me, kneeling between Isaac’s spread legs. I feel the blunt head of his cock press against my lubed asshole.

“Breathe, sweetheart,” He says softly, one hand stroking my back.

“Nope, no breathing, baby. Open that pretty mouth for me. Let me keep you busy.”

Oh fuck.

Slash is already in front of me, cock hard and near my lips, and as soon as Fabien starts pushing his tip forward slowly, I swallow Slash’s cock until it reaches my throat.

“Oh fuck. She’s perfect.” Isaac says below me, massaging my nipples tenderly and kissing me on different spots while he fucks me slowly.

“Indeed she is,” Slash adds, and my heart swells.

The stretch of Fabien’s cock is intense, a burning, full pressure as he works it into my ass inch by inch. When he finally bottoms out, both he and Isaac are buried deep inside me, I let out a broken moan at how overwhelmingly full I feel.

“Fuck…” Isaac groans beneath me, hands tightening on my waist. “She’s so tight like this.”

Fabien stays still for a moment, letting me adjust, then starts moving—slow, careful thrusts into my ass while Isaac rocks up into my pussy and Slash into my mouth. The sensation of all of them moving inside me is mind-melting.

Slash pulls his cock out of my mouth for a moment, letting me gasp for air. A string of saliva connects my swollen lips to the head of his cock.

“You okay, trouble?” he asks, voice rough but caring.