I flailed and squealed, body jumping in surprise at the first spank. It hadn’t hurt exactly, but the shock of it left me reeling. Jaeson’s hand stayed where it was against the skin of my upper thigh, smoothing the sting with a loving caress. I slowly relaxed.
Smack
I squealed again, a high pitched sound in the back of my throat. I clenched my fists, fingernails digging into my palms.
Smack, smack, smack
On and on it went, my backside on fire with every slap of his palm against my reddening skin. Each spank sent a thrill of pleasure straight through me, the ache inside growing stronger with every moment. I could feel the hard line of Jaeson’s cock against my stomach and I knew he was just as turned on as I was.
“Are you sorry for being a bad girl?” Jaeson asked.
“Yes,” I moaned, shuddering.
His hand slipped between my thighs, feeling the sticky wetness there. He dipped his fingers into my folds and stroked back and forth. I let out a choked whimper, gyrating my hips back and forth.
“Do you think our girl’s punishment has been adequate?” Jaeson asked the other two.
“I think she’s had enough,” Luka said. “Haven’t you, princess?”
“I don’t know,” I whimpered in response to Luka’s question. I wanted more, so much more.
“You’ve been a good girl,” Jaeson said approvingly, running a hand up and down my back. “I think it’s time for your reward.”
Luka took my hand to lead me to the bed, but I was so overcome with sensation my legs were like jelly. Luka scooped me up and carried me over to the bed instead, laying me down gently in the middle. It was so unlike when Riot had picked me up and thrown me down like a wild animal during our first encounter, or when he lifted me high up on the card catalogue in the library.
Jaeson came over and flipped me onto my stomach, lifting my hips up, baring my pink cheeks to his sight. I heard the unzip of his pants and the crinkle of a foil wrapper. Then the blunt head of his cock nudged my folds, barely entering more than an inch. The throbbing inside me intensified. I was going to go crazy if I didn’t get something inside me soon.
“Do you want your reward for being a good girl?” Jaeson asked. I could hear the sly grin in his voice.
“Yes,” I cried wantonly. He ran a hand over my pink skin. I shivered, my nerve endings overwhelmed. “Please, fuck me,” I begged.
Jaeson gave me no warning before driving his entire shaft into me, burying himself to the hilt. I moaned, inner walls clenching around the thick, invading cock. The painful ache turned sweet and exquisite. I was finally getting what I needed. He moved in and out slowly, fingers clutching at my hips just tight enough to leave marks. Jaeson made little sounds of satisfaction with every push and pull. I was so wound up, I could feel myself approaching my peak already, but he was going too slow, was too deliberate with each motion. I needed more.
“Faster,” I pleaded.
“No,” Jaeson said with a slow, lazy thrust. “You’re going to take what I give you.”
I whined and bucked, trying to force myself back onto his cock. Jaeson slapped my ass with an open palm. I gasped and halted my squirming.
“Luka, why don’t you give our girl something to distract her?” It was an order, not a suggestion.
Luka knelt on the bed, his zipper already pulled down and his cock out. He raised me up with a hand on my chin. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and swallowed him down, enjoying the sensation of his stiff shaft only my tongue.
After long, agonizing minutes of deliciously slow torture, I felt Jaeson’s cock harden even further and his thrusts turn erratic.
“Fuck, you’ve got such a sweet pussy,” Jaeson grunted. His cock twitched and he thrust into me, once, twice, three times, the force of it slamming his abs against my sore ass, sensual flames licking at my nerve endings. I felt his muscles trembling, then Jaeson slumped over my back, breathing heavily. He placed a kiss on my neck and buried his face in my hair.
“You’ve been such a good girl for us,” he whispered in my ear, slowly sliding out of me. I shivered, the words bringing me a sort of pleasure that had nothing to do with sex.
I felt the mattress shift as Jaeson got off and Riot climbed on.
“You ready, baby?”
Luka pulled out of my mouth long enough for me to answer.
“Yes,” I moaned, hands clenching the sheets between my fingers. “I need you inside me, Riot.” That was all I could manage before my mouth was once again full of Luka’s hard cock.
Riot positioned himself behind me and thrust himself inside, spreading my legs wide open with his own. I gasped out loud around Luka’s shaft and he took the opportunity to push himself another few inches into my mouth. I resumed my sucking and licking, trying to pay him equal attention. Riot continued pumping into me, using every inch of his cock. I could feel wetness running down my thighs, covering his shaft. He speared me to my very depths, easing the throbbing ache that had been rising since Jaeson stopped fucking me. He rammed himself inside, over and over again, and I couldn’t stop the continuous stream of moans from leaving my mouth, as muffled as they were by Luka’s cock.
