Fritz chuckles against my dripping pussy, “Please let you come?” He licks me again, and my eyes roll back as my legs twitch with every pass of his tongue against my clit.
I whimper, willing to do anything to come, “Yes. Please. I need it.”
“You wanna come on my face or my cock?” he nudges his tongue against my inner thigh. I quiver at the almost contact, mental capacity long since destroyed. I whine, unable to form a sentence, reaching for his antlers to pull him up to me. He follows my silent direction without a fight, plunging his massive tongue into my mouth, and I groan at the taste of me on him. “Bel? You gotta answer me.” But I can’t.
“Oh, poor thing,” Caspian coos, “I think you broke her, Fritz.”
Fritz chuckles, a dark sound that wraps around me and makes me break out in shivers. “Not yet, I haven’t. I’m gonna fuck you now, Bel. And you’re gonna come so hard you squirt all over me. Got it?”
I nod frantically, pulling him harder against me.
“Hold her open,” he orders Caspian, who grabs behind both my knees again, pulling them as far open and up as they’ll go.
Fritz places one hand on Cas’s shoulder for leverage, the other claw wrapped around the base of his giant dick as he positions it at my entrance, holding still until I’m writhing and trying to impale myself on it.
All at once, he shoves it inside me, drawing a hoarse scream from my throat.
He groans, giving me a few short pumps to work me open for him, “Oh, fuck, little Bel, your pussy is perfect. You’re so wet and warm, you feel like fucking silk.” He moans loudly, his thrusts getting longer and deeper, reaching that spot inside me that makes me jolt with each drag against it.
“Looks so perfect, Bel, so fucking gorgeous,” Cas murmurs in my ear. “Tell me how good it feels.”
Every push of Fritz’s hips makes me yelp, his size bordering on painful. “It’s,” yelp, “so” cry, “fucking,” scream, “good.”
“Shit!” Fritz shouts, “Oh shit, your little pussy loves this, doesn’t it? Being stuffed so fucking full you can’t breathe?”
“Yes!” I scream, “I love it, I love it, I love it.” I mumble it over and over, lost in the stretch, the almost agony of it, while Caspian murmurs utter filth my ear.
“Watch your perfect body swallow that big fat cock,” he taunts. “You’re such a pretty little cumslut, Little Dove.”
Fritz’s thrusts become more deliberate, more brutal. The sounds of his skin slapping mine are so filthy and raw, so overwhelming my eyes start to water. “You’re gonna come for me,” he orders. “Come on, baby girl—fuck, sing for me.”
And I do. A scream comes out unbidden at the first clench of my orgasm around him. He pumps harder, deeper, angling his hips to keep hitting my G spot even while I’m already falling apart at the seams from the overwhelming peak.
He grits his teeth, ordering, “Keep coming. Keep coming for me, Bel, you can do it.”
That familiar pressure builds up at each squeeze, and my ears are ringing from the intensity of it all. I try to fight it, not let myself make such a mess again, but Cas bites down on my neck hard enough to break skin, effectively ruining any concentration I had.
I hear the squelching, wet slaps as I gush all over Fritz, the intensity so filthy and depraved that I can’t help the sobbing that leaves me. “Please, please, it’s too much.”
“It’s not too much, baby,” Cas coos, “Keep soaking our boy with your sweetness. You’re doing so good, come on.”
Fritz keeps going, eyes locked on where I’m split open and making a mess of him. He utters between his animalistic grunts and groans, “Gods above, I love this cunt. Love being buried inside you, Bels.Lovethe way you come for me.”
I’m so far past overstimulation, both of their filthy words fogging my brain while I squeal over and over again. One orgasm flows into another until I’m unsure if I’ll ever stop falling apart. I scream again, confessing, “I can’t stop coming.”
Fritz moans so lewd and loud as Caspian cruelly laughs in my ear, “That’s fucking perfect, Bel. Your little pussy loves this, huh? You need to be filled with big demon cock every fucking day, huh?”
I whine and try to nod, but I’ve long since lost control of my body.
“I’m gonna cum,” Fritz groans, “Gonna fill you up with it and make Cas lick it all up.”
Caspian’s hands flex against me, his hardness rubbing against my ass while I writhe on him. He moans out ayeslike it escaped his mouth without his permission.
Fritz shouts my name and does exactly as promised, burying it so deep inside me I know I’ll feel it dripping for the rest of the day. He pumps lazily, riding it out until I’ve got nothing left to give.
Once he’s fully sated, he slides out of me with a hiss. I collapse against Caspian, him massaging my legs now that they’ve been released from their position.
“You did great, Bel,” he tells me, kissing my cheek and neck. He lays me down on the couch, kneeling before me.
