Page 110 of Deadmen's Queen
Nate gripped my throat harder, pushing my head back to look at him.
“Such a greedy girl,” he rasped, his eyes dark with lust. “You want it this hard?”
“Y-yes,” I stammered out as he pulled out only to thrust back in again, harder than before.
“Good.” Nate's smile was dark and wicked as he let go of my hair only to grip my hip with one hand, using it for leverage as he began to thrust in tandem with Tristan.
Every stroke was hard enough to make me gasp, their cocks moving together inside me like a perfectly orchestrated dance designed for maximum pleasure and pain. They moved as one, driving in and out of my body relentlessly, their muscles rippling with the effort. Every thrust pushed me closer and closer to the edge, their groans and whispered words of praise pushing me ever higher. Bast grunted, his thrusts growing more erratic as he neared release.
“Fuck...Paige...” Nate moaned out my name like a prayer, his grip on my throat tightening just a fraction more. I was pinned between them, my body writhing in pleasure.
“Wasn't she the shy little thing when we first found her?” Tristan chuckled, his voice husky with lust. “Look how well she takes us now.”
“Shut up and fuck her,” Bast growled from behind me, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise as he slammed into me from behind. “I want to hear her scream.”
Nate’s hand tightened around my throat as he pounded into me mercilessly. It felt like a revelation, each thrust making me see stars. His dark eyes never left my face, watching each and every reaction that passed over it.
I began to meet their thrusts with my own, my body arching back against Bast as Tristan and Nate pushed even deeper within me. They were in a rhythm now, their bodies moving in sync as they brought me closer and closer to the edge.
“Please..."”I gasped out, my nails digging into Bast's arm. He tightened his grip on my hip even more.
“Talk to us, princess,” Bast demanded, his voice rough with need. “Tell us how you want it.”
In my delirium, I blurted out words I never thought I would say. “Harder... I need... more...”
Bast laughed, a dark sound. “That's it,” he hissed. “Such a dirty little girl.”
Another thrust, harder this time and I cried out. The pain was real but so was the pleasure. The two sensations merged into one maddening cocktail of sensation.
“Like this?” Tristan's voice was a low growl as he pushed back in, filling me to the brim. “Do you like it when we fuck you hard?”
I could barely find the words. “Yes! Yes...”
“God, she's so fucking tight,” Nate groaned. “Don't hold back now, baby.”
“Do you want to come again, slut?” gritted out Bast.
“Yes!” I screamed out, my back arching as the pleasure inside me built to a crescendo. “Please... I... I...”
“Beg for it,” he said, gasping. “I want to hear you beg like the whore you are.”
“Please,” I cried out, tears now running down my face. “Bast, please let me come.”
He laughed with a harshness tinged with pleasure. “Look at you, begging to come on our cocks,” he sneered, his thrusts becoming more forceful.
“Yes! I want...I need...” My words were broken off by a guttural moan as Bast slammed into me again.
“Then come,” ordered Bast. “Let’s see how loud we can make you scream.”
I fell apart at his command, the pleasure breaking me into a thousand pieces that they rebuilt with every stroke of their cocks and touch of their hands, screaming my release into the night as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. I exploded around them, my body convulsing in pleasure. My vision blurred and I could hardly breathe, the intensity of my release overwhelming. Every nerve ending in my body exploded with pleasure, raw and pure and their names tumbled from my lips as they rode out my orgasm with hard, brutal thrusts.
“Fuck! That's it baby,” Bast grunted as he came, his body going rigid behind me. He pulled me down hard onto him as his cock throbbed, emptying himself deep into my ass, and I whimpered, squirming against him, as he gasped for breath.
“Is this what you wanted?” Nate's voice was raw with lust, his grip tightening on my hip, making my skin sting in the best way possible.
“Yes!” I moaned, my body still shaking with the intense aftershocks.
“Paige!”' Tristan cried out my name as he stiffened, thrusting deep as he came, Nate following a moment later, shaking and jerking inside me, their cum combining in my pussy as they shuddered, and pulled out.