Page 41 of The Stolen Throne
The tears I held back from almost gagging spill over as I scream. He thrusts into me again, hitting the same spot, and the orgasm that washes over me is sudden and forceful. My whole body tightens as I cry out.
Asher licks my tears, groaning. “Your fucking tears are as delicious as your cunt.” He grunts as his hips stutter, and I can feel his cum fill me. He gives my cheeks one last lick before whispering, “Change your mind, Snow Bunny?”
My brain is fuzzy, but I manage to mumble, “No.”
He laughs and pulls out. “Wouldn't want you to give up too quickly.”
I whimper when Alair moves in to take Ash’s place. He hovers over me as he massages my chest. “I love your breasts.”
I arch into him as he sucks a nipple into his mouth, then lets it go with a pop. He hovers over the other breast and says, “You are causing trouble, Little Fox.”
“I thought you loved trouble,” I reply breathlessly.
He snickers and sucks my other nipple into his mouth while slipping a finger into my cunt. He slides his finger in and out slowly before he releases my nipple with another pop. “I should make sure you’re ready for Mir. He can be a bit greedy.”
I’m about to ask what he means but gasp when his soaked finger caresses my ass. “Alair?” I groan.
“Flip her!” he orders. Before I know what’s happening, I’m flipped over onto my stomach. My wrists are once again restrained, but my ass is now lifted in the air. I look over my shoulder to find that Ash and Mir are each holding one of my ankles.
Mir smacks my ass, making me squeal. “Such a plump ass. Her skin is pale and perfect for reddening.”
My moan vibrates the table as Alair teases my cunt with his cock. He circles my entrance as he runs his hands down my spine and back up. Slowly, he slides into me with a groan. “Shit, Little Fox. How are you still so tight?”
His thumb circles my ass, and I keen as I push back onto his thumb. With another groan, he pulls out, then slams back in. “So needy.”
“I’m so close,” I whine. I’m on the edge of another orgasm, and I want it so badly. His pace slows and I whimper, “Alair…”
“Mhm… I love the way you say my name, Little Fox. Beg for me.”
I shake my head in refusal, and he stops thrusting completely, his thumb continuing to tease my ass. I feel the edges of my orgasm disappear, and I cry, “Alair!”
He chuckles and continues to thumb my ass, his cock not moving an inch. “Beg for it.”
I tighten around his cock, hoping that will change his mind, but it doesn’t. I scream in frustration, “Fuck me!”
He tsks. “Now, now. That sounds like a demand. Try again.”
I whimper and push back, trying to force his cock deeper. “Fuck me, please.”
He hums but just continues massaging the entrance to my ass. “That was better but still a demand. Polite demand but a demand nonetheless.”
Tears of frustration burn my eyes as a desperate sob bubbles out of me. “Alair… make me come. Please make me come!”
He growls and pulls out. “Much better.” He thrusts into me as he slips his thumb into my ass. I scream when stars explode behind my eyes. “Such a good Little Fox. Squeezing my cock so deliciously.”
I feel him slip free, and I cry out into the sheets. A hand slides over my ass, then gives it a soft pat. Mir growls, “I never imagined how arousing it would be to see my brothers’ cum sliding down your legs. Dripping out of your needy cunt.”
I mewl as I feel two fingers slip into me. He pumps a few times before making a scooping motion. I feel him slip his fingers between my cheeks and push the fluid into my ass. “Have to make sure you’re ready for me, Darling.”
He slowly slips his cock into my pussy with a groan. “Fuck… I’m not sure what I want to do more, fuck this warm, tight cunt or your sexy, tight ass.”
He slaps my butt hard, and I come on command. I'm still sensitive from Alair. Mir squeezes my ass cheeks as I tighten around his cock, and he forces himself though my taut channel before slipping free.
His soaked cock circles my ass before he begins sliding in. I bite down on a scream, and tears stream down my face. I don’t tell him to stop, though. Fuck, I don’t tell him to stop because it feels too good. His piercings caress my inner walls in a completely new way.
Once he’s buried to the hilt, he freezes. He rubs my ass before dragging his hands up and down my back. “Such a good job, Darling. You’re doing so good. Taking my cock so beautifully.”
I cry out into the sheets as I push back onto him. I need more. I need so much more. He chuckles. “Very well, Darling.” He slides out again before slowly pushing back in, picking up his pace when I don’t tell him to stop. He’s panting, and he continues to massage my ass cheeks.