Page 30 of Forgive My Sin


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I would never have dreamed that being intimate with a man, let alone three, could be so intoxicating. I’m floating on cloud nine, and every time they touch me, whisper something sweet or sexy in my ear, I’m carried higher and higher into the heavens, and I never want to come down. I wish to remain free and weightless forever.

I nearly came undone when they mentioned babies. I would have run if they hadn’t been holding on to me, grounding me in a moment when I didn’t know I would need it the most.

“Up.” Zak slaps my ass; a sharp sting sets my skin on fire. It simmers as he rubs his hand in circles, making me wish for more of the delightful touch.

Levan’s hands gravitate towards my thighs, gripping and massaging the muscles as I kneel above him. It’s not until I peer down that I realize either Val or Zak has taken Levan in one of their fists to poise him at my entrance, tenderly guiding me down onto his impressive length.

“Fuck,” Levan grunts. “Stop.” I pause, breath freezing in my lungs as his eyes close tightly. “Squeeze it at the base.”

My mouth waters at his command because I know he isn’t talking to me. He’s telling that to whoever is touching him while the head of his cock is in my core. I want to know what they’re doing with him. How they’re touching him. “I want to see,” I sigh out loud.

Sitting up straighter, I glance over my shoulder to find Zak’s long fingers wrapped around the base of Levan’s length, squeezing so hard his fist is white. My gaze moves up to meet Zak’s, and he winks at me before his arm moves, and I feel the top of his fist hit my lips where Levan and I are connected.

He’s jerking Levan off, and all I want to do is climb off and watch. See the magic as it happens and help clean up the mess afterwards. “Eyes on Daddy,” Val grunts, his own gaze riveted to where we’re connected.

“Now!” Levan’s hoarse voice booms around the room. A firm grip slams me down the length of his cock, and a scream rips from my lungs as I’m impaled.

Burning spreads through my sex, and I squirm to get off, but all three sets of hands secure me in place as Levan strains upwards. His entire body looks poised to fight. Muscles constrict, veins bulge and throb, and his grip on my thighs is bruising as his head throws back.

“Stop moving,sakhvarelo,” Zakar grunts in my ear, licking across my flesh and making me shiver while Valerian kisses across my shoulder, nibbling on the flesh as he does.

“It hurts,” I whine, biting my lip until I taste blood.

A thumb pulls the flesh from my mouth, wiping the copper taste away. “It’s about to hurt a whole lot more, and you’re going to love every fucking second of it,” Val groans as I feel a hand on my back, pushing me forward. I’m delirious with a mixture of pleasure and pain, too lost in my head to even ask what they’re going to do.

Levan’s hands release my thighs, and one tangles in my hair, dragging my head back so I stare up at him, while the other fastens on the back of my neck, ensuring I can’t move. He doesn’t hesitate to take my mouth in another vicious kiss, swallowing my moans of what I now recognize as desperation. He licks into me with a powerful hunger that I feel in my bones.

Hands on my backside, playing with the wetness now coating Levan’s length, has a purr erupting from my throat into Levan’s mouth. When we finally break for air, I notice sweat dripping from his temples and a pained expression contorting his face. “Does it hurt?” I ask, experiencing more pressure at my apex. “Oh God.” I want to look back. I’m afraid to.

“Yes,chemo sikharulo, it’s excruciating that I can’t fuck into your tight cunt until you’re screaming because I have to wait for these fuckers to get their dicks in gear and join me in the rapture that is your golden pussy.” His words have my body melting against him as I lay my head on his chest.

“Jesus, fuck, man, that did it. She’s liquid fucking dynamite now,” Zakar pronounces as I feel him enter me and join Levan in one forceful thrust. When they said they wanted to take me at once, I never dreamed they would. Surely it should be agonizing, but as I feel Valerian’s rigid length pushing to join his friends’, I’m convinced I already want to do this again.

“Perfect, precious girl.” Val leans forward as he thrusts all the way in, kissing along my spine. It hurts and burns, and there’s a pinching pain, and I’ll likely be walking funny for a week, but I love it.

Every aching second of it.

* * *

Levan

Bittersweet agony.

Never in my thirty years of life have I held onto my pleasure with such restraint before. When I want something, I take it. No questions asked. But tonight is all about her.

Abilene Bondar.

My little sister’s best friend.

A beautifully broken soul who deserves the world at her feet.

And I’m struggling not to let my load wash across her womb with such a force I don’t think I’ve ever felt.

“One of you start fucking her already,” I grit out, my body straining to hold on, to hold out for her pleasure so the three of us can come together. Coat her walls and body in our semen so there’s no mistaking whom she belongs to.

“Can’t. Too tight,” Zak moans and drops forward, his face pressing into her back.

Never did I think the three of us taking her together this first time would happen. We wanted it to, but she’s quite petite, so it made sense that her cunt would be too. But she isn’t. Which only confirms what we’d already suspected. She’s ours.

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