“You feel so good,” Bellinor groaned, tangling a hand in Rul’s messy blonde hair and pressing their foreheads together.
“Better than her?” Rul asked with a wicked grin.
“Anything is better than a whore’s mouth.”
His words revolted her, made her want to please him in any way possible. She held her tongue out, lost to lust and desperate for attention.
“What about her cunt?” Rul grunted, thrusting his hips in time with Bellinor, clearly just as enamored with the sensation.
“I’mnotgiving her what she wants.”
The degradation delighted her as much as their moans, reminding her of just how worthless she was in the Goddess’ eyes. Rul’s cock continued to surprise her, stretching until it was translucent enough for her to see Bellinor’s length sliding in and out. He gripped it, the slick slime of her throat easing his way so he could pleasure them both at the same time.
Isabelle whimpered, her cunt clenching against nothing, eager for some sort of stimulation. No matter how she tried to move, the hook held her just off the bed so she couldn’t find any sense of friction.
“She’s so fucking desperate for us,” Rul grunted, his head lolling back with bliss.
“So desperate,” Bellinor agreed, glaring right at her with a look so hateful it made her want to cry.
He moaned as Rul continued stroking them, finally releasing a throaty grunt, his cock jerking inside the other’s and spilling his seed. Milky white filled Rul’s cock, evidently from both ends as he met his own release, smashing his lips to Bellinor’s in a ferocious kiss. When their moans subsided, Bellinor pulled out with a sigh, cum spilling to the floor and dripping from Rul’s used length.
“Did you like that, baby?” Rul asked, bringing his strange cock to her lips and letting her clean him off.
She eagerly lapped up the seed, eyes focused on Bellinor while he dressed, the mix of sweet cinnamon and bitter chocolate making her mouth water. Rul petted her hair sweetly before turning to see the other man heading for the door.
“Where are you going?” he asked, clearly confused by the swift exit.
“I have things to do,” Bellinor grumbled, waving over his shoulder. “I don’t have time to sit around and fuck all day.”
Rul rolled his eyes as the door slammed shut, turning his attention back to her.
“Do you need a release, sweet one?” he asked, and she nodded, desperate to turn off the complicated emotions whirling through her mind.
Bellinor had used her yet again, discarding her as soon as he’d finished. Rul had used her as well, but there was a difference in the tender way he caressed her cheek, the way he stayed instead of running.
“You did so well. Don’t worry, I’ll give you what you want.”
He stroked his hand over his cock, already hard again after the orgasm a moment ago. She must have shown her confusion, because he chuckled, patting her cheek.
“I’m a sex demon, baby. I could go all day if I wanted to.”
Rul gave her a wink before crawling onto the bed behind her, her cunt aching to be touched as she whimpered in anticipation. His fingers caressed down her back, forcing her to jerk when he yanked on the hook in her ass. A lightning bolt shot up her spine, a groan leaving her lips as she silently begged for him to fuck her.
“How does that feel?” he asked, shifting his weight behind her and tugging on the hook again.
“Good,” she grunted, though she tried to shirk his grasp, which only made him laugh.
“Good?”
He dragged the head of his cock through her slit, dripping with pent-up arousal. Another tug forced her to yelp, the sensation so strange as her body begged for it all to be over.
With frustrating slowness, he slid into her cunt, her body welcoming him like a cocoon. An undignified moan left her lips, her eyes rolling from the long-awaited pressure, the beautiful sensation of fullness.
“Do you want both of us to take you like this?” he asked, giving her shallow thrusts, his cock spreading warmth through her body. “One in your cunt and one in your ass?”
“Yes,” she murmured, trying to concentrate on her building arousal and not the horrible pit in her stomach telling her someone was missing.
“Such a sweet, giving thing. But instead of devoting everything to your goddess, you’re devoted to us now. Isn’t that right?”
