Cain takes his hand from my mouth and slips his fingers from my pussy again, and then lifts me over his cock. I crane my neck, wanting to catch a glimpse of Malachi’s fist around Cain’s dick, holding him in position for me. I moan in shockeddelight as he lowers me over his cock, and I sink down. My pussy stretches around him, and the pleasure has my toes curling and my eyes slipping shut.
Malachi’s tongue swipes across his lower lip. “Oh, yes, look how beautifully you’re stretching to take him, Pet.”
Mal has let go of Cain and now palms my breasts, tweaking my nipples, as Cain moves me on his cock. He’s so strong and big compared to me that he’s using me as if I’m a doll.
Roman stands at my side and takes one of my hands, wrapping it around his cock. I’m glad he’s not asking me to suck it again because the way Cain has me impaled and is moving me up and down, I don’t think I could. He’s thick and hard, and I work my hand up and down his length while Cain fucks me and Mal plays with my tits.
“Spread her lips so we can see her clit,” Mal demands. “I love that little clit.”
“God, yes,” Roman mumbles. His gaze is locked between my legs even while my hand is around his cock.
“Shall I, Pet? Shall I spread these lips so they can see you trying to take me? See your clit, too?” Cain laughs darkly and bites my ear.
What is wrong with me that I get so turned on by this degradation? My blood is singing, and my skin is on fire. It’s all too delicious, and I’m almost delirious with need. Cain’s dick inside me feels incredible, but I want Malachi’s mouth on me again to bring me to climax. I’ve got the feeling Cain is only going to let me come when he says so.
Roman steps back, dislodging my hold on his dick so he can get a better view. Malachi joins him so both men are in front of me now. Mal whips off his band t-shirt and unzips himself from his black jeans. He fists his erection, his hand sliding up and down, pausing only to swipe his thumb across the head,gathering the pre-cum. Roman is fisting himself beside him and they make an erotic sight.
While they might be focused on me, watching these two men touching themselves is my turn-on.
Cain allows me to sink right down on his cock, so I’m embedded to the hilt. He reaches around, holding me steady with one hand on my hip, and spreads my pussy lips. He hooks his feet around my ankles and yanks my legs apart, exposing me completely. For a long, long time, he doesn’t do anything but hold me like that. And even though there’s no one touching it, my clit throbs because two pairs of eyes are locked on it like heat-seeking missiles.
Cain starts to fuck me again, grinding into me, the movement deep and intense.
Mal and Rome both rub their cocks now. They fuck themselves as they watch Cain slide in and out of me. The tempo builds, and the air is filled with the sounds of skin on skin. The guys’ hands move faster, and their expressions build into ones of intense concentration.
“Shit,” Mal curses, and he comes with a shocked grunt as if not expecting it.
He steps closer and aims at my clit, covering me with his cum and getting it all over the length of Cain’s cock as he’s entering me.
“Fucking hell, Mal,” Cain snaps. “Warn a guy before you half cover him in your cum.”
Mal pants and laughs a little. “As you said, Cain, it’s not like we weren’t touching only yesterday.”
Cain reaches down and swirls a finger through the mess his friend has made, rubbing my clit.
“You can come now, Pet,” he growls against my ear.
It’s too much. I cry out, my fingers gripping his thighs and curling around the muscle, needing purchase on something as I come.
“Oh, God,” I pant.
Roman cups my cheek in his hand as his other works his cock furiously. “You’re so perfect, Pet.” He grits his teeth. “Ah, fuck.”
His hips jerk, and a stream of milky cum spurts from the slit of his cock. My orgasm must set Cain off, too, because he groans and holds me still, thrusting his hips up and hitting me so deep it’s bordering on painful.
I lean back against his chest, panting, him breathing hard too, and the other two trying to get themselves under control. Giggling, I turn my head to kiss Cain behind me, and freeze.
The door is opening.No, no, no. Nooooo.
I wrap my arms around my naked body, but it’s too late. Daisy walks in and freezes.
She stares. I stare. Roman looks stricken and tries to cover himself, but Mal, the bastard, smirks.
“What … w-w-what are you d-d-doing,” she stammers. Then she turns and runs.
“Shit.” I jump off Cain’s lap, wincing because doing so hurts while he was still inside me, damn it.
“I need something to wear,” I scream at Mal, “and it’s not fucking funny.”
