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His dick was hard beneath me, and I couldn’t help but rub myself against the ladder of piercings that lined the underside of his shaft.
‘Fuck, baby,’ he groaned into my mouth.
‘It feels so good.’ I panted as his fingers tightened all the more. Hands slid over my nipples from behind, and Damien began kissing my neck.
‘Look at you, such a good girl spreading your thighs for Bash. Rubbing your wet little cunt against him.’
He pinched my nipples, making me jolt against Sebastian. It was dirty and raw, so wrong to be grinding against my ex-boyfriend’s dad, but they were making me feel with an intensity I had never had before. Making me feel desired. I didn’t want it to end.
EIGHT
‘I want to taste her,’Damien said, before biting my shoulder.
He laid on the floor at the foot of the chair and pulled me down onto his face. I moved to hover over him. ‘Sit your ass down, Poppet.’
He laid a hard slap on my ass cheek.
Lowering my weight down on him, I choked on a breath when his tongue slid over me. Tremors shot through me and I dug my nails into Sebastian’s thighs.
‘Oh my god,’ I moaned as I rocked my hips, trying to get more and more of Damien’s tongue. Adam hadn’t enjoyed giving head, and I’d never realised just how much I’d been being short changed.
Sebastian threaded his fingers into my hair and forced me to look up at him as Damien worked me with his tongue.
‘Are you enjoying that, Princess? That’s it, you keep riding his face like a good little slut.’
He used one hand to stroke his hard dick, still glistening from my wetness, making me watch.
‘Please, can I taste you?’ I begged, leaving any shred of dignity far behind. I was a ball of need, and the world could get fucked. It was time for me to finally get what I’d been missing out on.
‘You want it?’ he said, pushing his tip along my lips, dragging his pre-cum across them.
‘God, yes.’
‘Open wide, Princess,’ he said as he threaded fingers through my hair and pulled me onto his metal clad dick. The piercings felt alien against my tongue as I worked his dick, but in the most sinful way. I moaned as he held my hair tight, using my mouth as he hissed through his teeth.
My thighs trembled as Damien thrust his tongue inside me, before gripping my hips and forcing me to ride his face, his tongue slipping from my clit right to my asshole and back again. It was like fire, and within a few strokes, I couldn’t hold back anymore.
Sebastian took full advantage of my crying out and slid his cock deep into my mouth, watching me with dark eyes as I came, spluttering and choking around his dick.
‘Fuck, yes, Princess. Your throat feels fucking amazing. That’s it, lass, you can take it all.’
I thought Damien would let up between my thighs when I crumpled against him, but he held me firm while nipping and licking at my clit, making me squirm and whimper.
‘You’ll take whatever we give you, won’t you?’ Sebastian said as he started fucking my throat, not giving a shit when I coughed up a load of saliva onto his lap. ‘Yes, get your throat nice and wet for me. I’m going to feed you my cum, Princess.’
The sensations were overwhelming. Tears fell as they continued to wind me back up toward another orgasm. Damien slid his arms around my hips and held me firm, using his mouth to make me whimper, while Sebastian’s piercings slid against my tongue again and again as he picked up speed.
‘Yes, that’s it sweetie, cry for my dick. You want it inside that pretty cunt, don’t you?’ I nodded as he continued to fuck my throat. It burned as he thrust hard and held me there whilst my body fought against the invasion.
‘That’s it baby, fight it all you like. It’s time to eat up.’
Damien slipped his fingers inside me right as Sebastian unloaded ropes of thick cum into my throat, pulling back after the initial wave to spread the rest over my tongue. His groans tipped me over the edge, making me cum hard against Damien’s face, while Sebastian coated my lips.
Before I could take a breath, Sebastian pulled me up into his arms and kissed me, tasting his cum on my tongue. He kissed me until there wasn’t any of it left between us. It was filthy and delicious. I stayed wrapped up in him, feeling lighter than air and a million miles away from myself. Vaguely aware of Damien moving around the cottage, back and forth, I snuggled myself into Sebastian’s arms.
‘Come, Poppet,’ Damien said, scooping me into his arms and onto the mattress he’d pulled into the room. “We’ll sleep in here where the fire is.’
He laid me against the soft pillows and pulled a duvet up around me.
