Page 15 of Lords of Betrayal


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I know that I’ve seen that cock, tasted it, swallowed it and had it pump and ream and cleave me in every direction a hundred times but, every time is like the first time. When I see it coming close, I can’t ever believe that I’m going to be able to get that battering pole into whatever part of me it’s aimed at.

Inside me, need erupts like a yearning whirlwind, an urgent, clamoring emptiness that has be filled. Now. NOW.

The other hot, fleshy rod from behind parts my lips, making me vibrate as it rubs against my clit. Then, it draws back and pops into my entrance. I gasp as it locks in place, making me wait, knowing how it’s going to ream and slice me.

The man behind me hauls my hips back, driving his cock into me. Driving through my wings, splitting my walls, cleaving me apart.

As I he stretches me to my limit and way past it, he spears upward, pressing, probing, grazing, bruising all of my trigger spots. A dam bursts inside me. My pussy gushes over him. My eyes pop wide. Flashes like fireworks blast inside me.

At the same time, the bigger man’s cock flattens my tongue, invades my mouth, with his dark, smoky taste. Thin, sweet saliva floods my tongue and mouth as his shaft slides through my lips. The press against the back of my throat makes me convulse, but only a little. My gag reflex has been thoroughly trained now.

The dark aromas and flavors of hot flesh and cock mix with salty sweet taste of precum, thick and slippery, like an appetizer for the richer, stronger tangs to come.

All that I feel for both of these men stays bottled up inside me, while I squeeze my eyes shut and go full-on with the game of not knowing who they are. Even though I know it’s just make-believe, the thrill is dangerously hot, like a cable from an electric pylon, busted in a hurricane and bouncing, thrashing, snaking wildly, spilling and spitting huge sparks everywhere.

My poor, stretched pussy stings, sore and swollen, but groans rip in rapid fire from my core to my throat at the feelings of need and love and raw, lethal desire. I’m weeping from my eyes, as well as my pussy, and my moth.

Pushed by the fist that bunches my hair, yanking it tight, shoving me all the way into the hot, hard, musky abs in front of me, my face is buried deep into the darkness of his groin. His hot, thick rail of flesh slides across my tongue, shoves and scrapes against my tonsils, and sinks down, deep into the wet, gripping folds of my throat.

My pussy is hot, wet and raw, stretched more than ever and shuddering as the slippery walls flutter, trying to grip on the hard shaft that splits them wide.

Wave after wave of uncontrollable trembles quake and ripple through me. My heart hammers and my breath shakes.

I’m getting higher and tighter, like every part of me is stretched tight to the edge of my breaking point, like every muscle and joint in me is ready to snap apart.

Held, imprisoned, spiked through at both ends, I’m just meat for the need of their two huge, hard, merciless cocks.

CHAPTER TEN

Pulled, impaled, and penetrated in two directions, clenching shudders of tingling tension snap and rage through me. Flames lick through my insides. I’m exploding in a dozen directions, shouting, rocked with animal lust and need.

“Time for a double-bang,” the huge man in front of me snarls as his grip in my hair and hauls my face, gasping and slobbering off his cock.

He grins as he nods to the one behind.

“Let’s prove that two goes into one.”

“Oh, yes.” The hard chuckle from behind, “Double drilling for you, little girl.”

The one behind me lifts me by the backs of my thighs. Hikes me up and tips me back against his chest, still sliding deep into me with his cock.

He lifts me with my thighs spread filthy wide. I’m dripping and so hot, the smell of it makes me moan.

As he tips my hips, I catch on. I understand what they’re planning.

“No! Wait…”

The man in front grins as his eyes lift to mine.

“She’s getting the idea now.”

The man behind laughs and I’m buzzing as I feel the strength in his ams and hands. His chest rumbles against my back.

From the man in front, an expert caressing and teasing as he rubs his fingers around and over and beside my mount, circling my clit. Drawing me higher. Rubbing me wetter. Like an expert chef, he sniffs and then licks his fingers, before coming back for more, tugging this time higher, puling me tighter.

I know what’s coming.

The man behind laughs as he tilts his hips to saw higher and deeper into me.

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