Page 45 of Crucible

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Page 45 of Crucible

While her mouth pleasures Khalil, she reaches back with one hand and wraps it around Seth, twisting and pumping his dick until he groans and fucks her fist.

Clearly, the two of them had no qualms teaching her what they like.

I walk deeper into the den and set the items on the metal footlocker we use as a coffee table before collapsing onto the couch to watch.

Unlike when she blew me, Aurelia’s eyes are squeezed tightly closed, so she can’t see the terrifying possession with which Khalil is watching her—like she’s his already. He’s got her pinned down, not just with his dick but with his fucking suffocating intensity.

He doesn’t even moan or make a sound because he’s so into watchingher,but I know he’s close.

It’s in the tenseness of his jaw and furrow in his brow. He’s wound tight, and just like any bomb, it’ll be nothing less than devastating when he erupts.

Khalil doesn’t stop watching her even when she releases him to take Seth. He watches her as if she’ll disappear if he takes his eyes off her for even a second. Something tells me she can feel it, though, and looking away is her way of running from it.

Because she still thinks there’s a chance she can escape.

I’m not aware of reaching inside my sweats and pulling my dick free. I absently stroke it with one hand and cup my balls with the other as I watch the three of them.

Aurelia is a natural cock pleaser whether she wants to accept it or not.

She doesn’t give either of them a chance to get jealous or angry when her attention lingers for too long. She’s already picking up on their cues and alternates between them like she’s been mastering our cocks for years.

Khalil likes his head enthusiastic but unhurried. He gets off on having his cock worshipped like it’s magic while he looks on like some sort of god.

Seth is an incurable face fucker, just like Zeke. The latter was always about chasing the high and getting off sooner rather than later, which is why Seth comes first.

“Fuck, I knew it,” he babbles as he roughly fucks her mouth. “I knew you were it. You’re the one, aren’t you, Sunshine?”

Aurelia’s brows dip in confusion, but she doesn’t have time to wonder for long what he means. Seth shoves his cock to the hilt and comes. Aurelia gags but takes it, swallowing his cum like I told her to.

The moment his long cock slips free of her lips, he’s smiling down at her like they’re old friends.

She doesn’t return the gesture.

Aurelia just turns to finish off Khalil, but he has other plans.

For a moment, her mask drops, and shock erases the haunted look in her eyes at the first drop of my Khalil’s cum landing on her cheek. The only sound he makes as he comes is a single strangled groan while his entire body tenses like a tightly strung cord from the effort it takes to hold back the rest.

“Oh,fuck,” I curse, my hips rising from the cushion as I join him. My dick gushes cum, watching Khalil vengefully pump his length—his cock as angry looking as his face—as he loses himself on her.

Of course, he does.

Khalil will want to stake his claim his own way.

I glance down at the mess I made of my hands, sweats, and the couch—irrefutable proof that once won’t nearly be enough to slake my lust.

The basement is eerily quiet once we catch our breath.

Aurelia doesn’t run off like I expected, and I’m impressed. She’s frozen in place, staring at nothing with cum on her cheek, nose, and tits, and the taste of Seth and me no doubt lingering as well. I cringe a little at the sight, and because I’m not completely apathetic to her plight, I force myself to rise and head for the bathroom. Feeling my cum already drying on my skin, I make quick work cleaning up and then grab a fresh cloth and wet it with warm water.

I carry it back into the den in time to see that Aurelia’s been moved to the couch, and Seth is draping a blanket around her shoulders as if that will erase the violation.

Nothing will.

Crouching in front of Aurelia, I reach out with the cloth to clean her face, but she flinches away. Dismissing her reaction as fear, I try again. This time, it’s her hand that moves, and I don’t try to block the blow I see coming a mile away.

Aurelia slaps the ever-loving shit out of me.

In hindsight, I should have expected it. I did just hurt her.


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