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There’s a slight pause, and then she shatters on my tongue, her legs shaking uncontrollably. I fuck her with my hand, hard andfast, curling my fingers until she squeezes them so tight, I think they might break. I pull them out, lifting my head with a gasp, rubbing her clit fast, watching as she squirts, covering me in her mess.
Dorian dives, dragging his tongue over his name marked on her thigh, capturing all the blood. He shivers, groaning, and I grasp him by the back of his neck, pulling his head to me, forcing the fingers that were just inside her into his mouth. He sucks them all the way to the back of his throat, running his tongue over every bit of skin. I grab his dick, squeezing it tight over his trousers, and smirk.
“Come for us, big brother.”
His eyes flash, but a second later, his lashes flutter, and he shudders in my grip, falling on the bed, his trousers damping as he comes. I let him go, chuckling, stripping out of my clothes and crawl up Octavia’s body.
“My turn, pretty girl.”
She smiles, wrapping her arms around my neck, and I easily slip into her warm pussy, bottoming out in one swift movement.
“Fuck,” I groan. “I want to live inside this pussy for the rest of my fucking life.”
I grip her ass, being careful to hold her on the side without any marks, but she hisses anyway as I apply pressure to one of her tattoos. Her cunt clamps around my dick as I rock my hips, slowly grinding against her.
I keep my movements slow, gazing at her as she lies on the bed, her blonde hair fanned around her head like a halo. Her eyes are hooded, dazed with lust, pupils blown, lips swollen. She takes my fucking breath away. Something this beautiful loves me. She sees all my darkness, all my demons, and still loves me for it. Knows all my wrongs and doesn’t care.
“I would die for you, Octavia. I would tear myself to shreds, condemning myself to the pits of hell, just to feel a minute of your love, to have you gaze at me the way you are just once.”
I kiss her softly, pouring everything I have into it, letting her see into my tarnished soul.
“I love you, pretty girl,” I whisper against her lips.
She runs her hands up my neck, digging them into my hair. “I love you, Bastian. I love all your faults, all your darkness. I don’t love you despite those things, I love you for everything you are. Everything I have to give is yours.”
I grab her face, pulling her against my lips as words get stuck in my throat. The moment is small and brief, as it shatters by my ass being invaded by something it didn’t fucking invite in.
“Holy fucking christ,” I grunt, snapping my head around.
Dorian kneels on the bed at our side, his clothes removed, stroking his cock as he holds what appears to be a knife, the handle penetrating my fucking ass with no warning or warm up. It fucking burns, but as I buck into Octavia, the burning only adds to my pleasure.
“Not nice when your moment is interrupted, is it?”
“Bastard,” I snap, but it turns into a groan when he moves the knife, the handle hitting something inside that makes my legs weak. “Oh, fuck.”
I dive down to capture Octavia’s lips again, riding out the pleasure they’re both giving me. Dorian fucks my ass, and Octavia grinds her hips, moving her pussy up and down on my dick, topping from the bottom. I’ve gone from being in charge to being the puppet at their mercy between them.
“Do you like that, big brother? Do you like him fucking your ass?” Octavia whispers against my lips, and I nod, unable to form any words. “Such a good boy. My good boy.”
Her praise has shivers running down my spine at the same time her hands do, caressing me, soothing me, and I comeundone. I roar against her shoulder, clamping my teeth down on her flesh, my hips stuttering as I come.
Didn’t know I was such a praise whore.
Dorian rips the knife from my ass, and I cry out. My cheeks are spread, and then I feel warmth hitting me in between them. I limply twist to see him coming on my ass. He groans, working over every drop, all of it landing on me. He keeps me spread, staring me dead in the eye—or Octavia, I’m not sure, as she’s raised her head to watch as well. He sticks his tongue out slowly, dragging it between my cheeks, licking his cum off.
My legs spasm when he circles it round my hole, I hiss out a breath and moan as Octavia’s pussy clamps around my softening dick. Dorian takes the knife he had inside me and digs it into my flesh on the back of my thigh, marking me as he cleans me up with his tongue.
“Oh fuck,” she whispers, trying to grind on me for some friction. I slip my hands between us, flicking and pinching her clit until she comes again, soaking me one more time.
I drop my head to her chest, resting there until Dorian is finished, and then place a soft kiss on her chest as he pats my ass. I roll off her, laying on my back in a fucking wonderful world of euphoria. Dorian starts to move up the bed, but Octavia sits up before I can even blink. She slaps him hard around the face; the sound ricocheting around the room. His head flies to the side, and he blinks rapidly, left dumbfounded for a moment, his left cheek sporting her handprint already.
I bolt up and move back slightly, giving her enough space to get a good swing so she doesn’t mess it up. She huffs a laugh as I do so, shaking her head ever so slightly, and then her hand connects with my cheek. My head rings and my jaw clicks. Fuck, she put some power behind that. I grip my chin, working my jaw for a second, shaking my head to get rid of the ringing.
She sits on her knees between us, pointing a finger into our chests. “Don’t you ever keep anything from me again that relates to me.”
Dorian opens his mouth, but the heated look she gives him has him closing it.
“I don’t want to hear your reasons for not telling me. I already bloody know them.”
