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Chapter 19

Cherry

What does the horny toad say?

Rub it.

The soft clink of the buckle on the black leather collar has my sea anemone pulsating around Macon and Braylen’s mating rods.

Jacob looks so fucking turned on as Brad secures the collar around his tan neck and clips the black leather leash to match.

Brad wraps the leash around his hand and leads Jacob over to the bed.

“Drop your pants,” I order him, wanting to see the cage around his anaconda.

I won’t taste it tonight, but hopefully, I can make his peen weep with the need for me tonight so that I can get some tomorrow.

Jacob unbuttons his trousers, dropping them around his ankles, and steps out of them.

He kicks them to the side, and I can’t take my eyes off the metal cage that encases his wiener.

“Do you like it?” Jacob asks, blushing furiously.

He ducks his head, but I can’t miss the dark blush that covers his tanned face.

“I love it. I’ve never seen it before, but it looks like it hurts.” I reach out and stroke my finger over the cool metal.

“It doesn’t, but it’s uncomfortable, like I said before. I can’t get fully hard.” He cups my face gently, not caring about the two men who are stretching my meat flaps as wide as they can go around their pork swords. “Are you enjoying yourself, baby?”

“Mmhmm, but I want you to do something for me now,” I respond, taking the leather leash into my hand and tugging softly until he steps closer.

“What is it?” Jacob asks.

I tilt my head back to Brad, a silent demand for him to move forward.

“I want you to kneel on the bed.”

“Why?”

“Just do it, puppy, and you’ll get a treat,” I say, tugging his leash until he does as he’s told and climbs onto the bed.

The vibrator in Brad’s hand starts up, and the round head starts to shake as he turns up the intensity before pressing it to Jacob’s cage.

“Fuck!” Jacob exclaims, his hips bucking.

“Do you like that puppy?” I ask him just as Braylen hits my G spot.

I collapse forward onto Macon’s chest, sweat clinging to our skin, making us stick together.

“It seems like you forgot what you are tonight whore. Let Brad play with your puppy while we mate you until you can’t even remember your name,” Braylen growls in my ear.

“What are you a fucking extra in Zootopia?” I snark back.

“Whore’s don’t get opinions,” he snarls, his wide hand smacking my juicy globe. “Gonna make this puss so wide, it’ll be like throwing a Baby Ruth down an alleyway.”

I open my mouth to protest, even if I don’t really mean it, when my hair is grasped, and I’m yanked down to Macon, who seals his lips over mine.

His tongue invades my mouth, swirling around mine, and he consumes me like he’s a starving man.

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