“Look at you,” she whispers, grinding down on my cock while I struggle not to explode. “You’re perfect, taking two cocks in your ass so well.”
Her words of praise wash over me like a physical caress.
“Our perfect boy,” she continues riding me, brushing her lips against mine. “So good for us.”
“Oh fuck. I’ve never felt so fucking good. I don’t know how long I’ll last.”
Every nerve ending is firing at once, pleasure bordering on pain as they begin to move in tandem.
“His ass is so fucking tight,” Liam pants beneath me, his fingers digging into my hips.
Dom groans in agreement. “Feels so good with our cocks rubbing together inside him.”
Their cocks slide against each other within me, creating a friction that sends lightning bolts of pleasure up my spine. I’m completely at their mercy, pinned between their bodies, filled and filling at once.
Cora rocks on my lap, her inner walls clenching with each movement. “Look how well he takes it,” she murmurs, her lips brushing against my ear. “Our perfect boy.”
“We’re going to breed this tight ass,” Dom growls, his pace increasing as his control begins to slip. “Fill you up so good you’ll feel us for days.”
Liam’s hips buck upward, driving both cocks deeper. “Want to feel you come in Cora while impaled on both our cocks,” he gasps. “Want to flood your insides with our cum.”
“Yes,” I moan, surrendering completely to their possession as I feel my orgasm building. “Breed me, please. I need it.”
The rhythm of our bodies accelerates, growing desperate and erratic. Cora’s fingernails dig into my shoulders, her inner walls fluttering around my cock as she approaches her peak.
“I’m coming,” she cries out, her body tensing against mine.
Her release triggers my own. “Fuck, I’m coming too,” I shout as pleasure tears through me like a tidal wave.
My cock pulses inside Cora while my ass clenches around the two men.
“I’m filling you up,” Dom grunts, his hips slamming forward one final time.
“He’s taking our cum so well,” Liam gasps beneath us, his release joining Dom’s as they both empty themselves inside me.
We collapse in a tangle of sweat-slicked limbs, all of us gasping for breath. Somehow, I end up on my back against the forest floor, my bound wrists trapped beneath me, my body still trembling with aftershocks. I feel their combined release leaking from me, marking me in the most primal way possible.
Dom is the first to recover, leaning down to capture my mouth in a surprisingly tender kiss. His tongue slides against mine, gentle now that the frenzy has passed.
“You were perfect,” he murmurs against my lips.
Liam presses his mouth to the curve of my neck, then works his way up to my jaw before claiming my lips after Dom.
“Absolutely perfect,” he agrees.
Cora’s hands cup my face as she gazes down at me with something like wonder. When she kisses me, I taste myself on her lips.
“You’re going to be like this all weekend,” she whispers, her fingers tracing the leather restraints still binding my wrists. “Tied up, filled, fucked whenever we want you.”
Dom’s hand possessively grips my thigh. “Used by all of us, again and again.”
“God yes,” I breathe, my spent cock already twitching at the thought.
“I never want this to end,” Liam says, his voice uncharacteristically raw with emotion. “The four of us together.”
“I love you,” I say, looking at each of them in turn. “All of you. So much it hurts at times.”
“We love you too,” Cora whispers, pressing her forehead against mine.
