Page 70 of Born to Scar

“We can give you what you want,” he murmurs into my skin, kissing down my stomach before pulling my jeans and panties off. “Tie her ankles, Cam.” Jay throws the ties to him. He crawls back up my body. “We’re going to make you feel so fucking good tonight, Indy.” He sucks the skin at my collarbone. “We’re going to make you forget your name. Do you want that?”

“Yes,” I moan, dropping my head back.

Between Jay kissing the top half of my body and Cam kissing the bottom, I can hardly think at all. I need them more than I have ever needed them. I’m hanging on by a thread right now. “Yes, please,” I moan again when Cam’s tongue flicks over my clit and slides in. He grips my ass, pulling my hips up to his face, and hums before sucking me into his mouth. “Fuck,” I breathe.

My back arches as far as it can go when Jay’s teeth nip my nipples. I don’t know what’s building my orgasm faster; they both feel so fucking good. I whimper, my body searching for release.

“Every time she comes, we switch,” Jay murmurs into my tits. Cam hums before Jay is finished speaking, ripping the orgasm from my body. The bass of their voices rumbling on my skin undoes me.

Cam climbs up the mattress, sucking my nipples, and Jay slides down, flicking his tongue over my clit before pressing his tongue in. “Yes,” I whisper, trembling under them.

It only takes a few minutes before a moan tears through my throat, and I’m coming again. They switch. Jay kisses my mouth before going back to my nipples. Cam sucks my clit, and I already feel my next orgasm coming.

“I’m going to come again,” I groan into my next one. They switch again, but I’m shivering. “I can’t…I can’t go again,” I huff breathlessly.

Cam chuckles darkly, and Jay’s eyebrow arches. “You will,” Jay taunts. “You’ve done it before.” His tongue slides back in. “Fuck, sweet girl, I’ll never get enough of this,” he groans into my pussy.

Cam’s lips wrap around my nipple, and his hand wraps around my neck, squeezing. He holds until my eyes roll back and I gasp. He loosens his grip and does it again, and I explode all over Jay. “Fuck, yes. Drown me.” He sucks my clit and slides his fingers in, finding my G-spot. So sensitive already, I come again, soaking him. Or maybe it was part of the same orgasm. I don’t know.

“Good fucking girl,” Cam groans, his hand still firmly wrapped around my throat, making everything so much more intense. My body is a live wire, and everything they do sends shots of pleasure through my veins.

“Fuck guys, I can’t.” They switch again, ignoring my protest. “You skipped a switch,” I whisper. Both men chuckle on my skin.

“You didn’t give us enough time,” Jay murmurs on my tit. Every nerve in my body is firing off. Jay rolls my nipples in his fingers while kissing up my neck, with Cam’s tongue buried deep in me. I whimper—my body is so overstimulated, it doesn’t know where to go.

CHAPTER 30

JARED

Indy groans and soaks Cam’s face. I move down her body, kissing her sides. Cam slides up the other side, doing the same.

“Fuck me,” she pants.

“Are you ready to ride these cocks now, little whore?”

“Yes, please,” she whines. Her entire body is flushed. Her chest still heaving from her last orgasm.

“You are being so polite tonight. Is our pretty boy rubbing off on you, Indy?” I tease. A laugh slips through Cam’s lips, still on her skin.

She nods. “Yeah.”

“Untie her arms,” I tell Cam, while I work on her ankles. “Damn man, you were really making sure she didn’t get out of these, huh?”

He belts out a laugh. “I learned how to tie knots in Boy Scouts. I was the best in my troop.”

Indy and I laugh. “Of course you were, pretty boy,” she says.

While I’m down here fucking with Cam’s knots, he’s getting a handy—not fair. “That’s fucked,” I mutter, glaring at him. He laughs, presses his lips to Indy’s temple, and crawls down here to help get these knots from hell undone.

Finally free from the silk, I pull her up, so she’s kneeling, and kiss her. She hums into the kiss, pressing her body close to mine. Cam presses in close behind her, peppering open kisses over her shoulders. He leans over and grabs the lube and a condom. Condoms are helpful so we can change positions without having to stop and get cleaned up.

He rolls it on and lubes Indy’s ass and himself, pressing his fingers in her. She groans. I finger her clit while he works her ass. He presses in, and she pushes back against him. He drops his head back with a groan.

When I push into her cunt, my moans overpower theirs.

“Mhmm, I fucking love it,” she purrs. She does. It’s the only thing she has ever asked for from us, our voice.

This position isn’t comfortable. Instead, I pick her up and hold her around my waist.