“Fuck, Cora,” I groan, my rhythm faltering as that familiar pressure builds. “I’m gonna come inside you.”
I can’t hold back any longer. With one final thrust, I bury myself to the hilt and explode, pumping her full of my release. Wave after wave crashes through me as I empty myself inside her.
“That’s it,” I pant. “Taking my cum so perfectly. Such a good girl.”
I stay there for a moment, savoring the way she feels around me, before slowly pulling out. My release trickles from between her thighs, marking her in the most primal way.
“Beautiful,” I murmur. “So fucking beautiful.”
Liam clears his throat behind me. “My turn now,” he says, his voice rough with arousal. “Then you can have a rest, Cora.”
She looks between the three of us, exhaustion evident in her eyes despite the lingering desire. “You promise?” she asks, her voice small but not broken.
Something protective stirs in my chest at her vulnerability. I brush a strand of hair from her face, gentler than I should be, given why we’re here.
“I promise,” I tell her, meaning it more than I expected to. “You’ll get to rest after Liam.”
Dominic nods from where he stands at the head of the bed. “We keep our word,” he confirms, surprising me with the almost tender way his hand strokes her cheek.
“Promise,” Liam agrees, his eyes softer than I’ve ever seen them. “Just me, then rest.”
I stand back, still catching my breath as Liam approaches. Despite her exhaustion, Cora’s eyes follow him hungrily, fixing on his cock. She licks her lips slowly, a gesture so natural yet so provocative it makes my spent cock stir back to life.
“Looks like she’s still hungry,” I comment, watching as Liam positions himself between her spread thighs.
My cum begins to drip from her well-used pussy, a sight that sends an unexpected surge of possessiveness through me. Liam notices too and smirks, pressing the head of his cock against her entrance, using it to push my release back inside her.
“Waste not, want not,” he says, his voice dropping to that silky-smooth courtroom tone that makes juries believe whatever bullshit he’s selling.
He slides in with one smooth thrust, making Cora gasp as he seats himself fully inside her. My cum squelches around his cock, creating obscene wet sounds that fill the room.
“That’s it,” Liam says, his tone shifting to something harder, crueler than either Dominic’s or mine had been. “Perfect little cum dump, aren’t you? The Mayor’s precious daughter, just a warm hole for us to fill.”
Cora’s eyes widen at his words, but instead of protest, a moan escapes her lips. Something about Liam’s degradation clearly works for her, too. She’s so versatile, loving Dominic’s roughness and domination, my gentler side and praise, and now Liam’s degradation.
“Look at her,” Liam continues, beginning to thrust with deliberate, measured strokes. “So fucking eager for it. Taking load after load and still begging for more. What would Daddy Dearest think if he could see his little princess now? Stuffed full of cum and loving it.”
Dominic and I exchange glances, surprised by this side of Liam—the refined attorney with his elegant suits, now talking filth that would make a seasoned porn star blush.
“You want everyone to know, don’t you?” Liam continues, his hips picking up pace. “Want the whole world to see what a perfect little cum receptacle you are.”
Cora moans and nods eagerly at Liam’s filthy words, her eyes half-lidded with arousal. “Yes, sir,” she whimpers, the honorific slipping out naturally, though he didn’t demand it.
Liam’s eyes darken at her submission. He grabs her hips, fingers digging into her flesh hard enough to leave fresh marks, and slams into her with renewed intensity.
“That’s right,” he growls, his pace brutal now. “Take it like the good little slut you are.”
Cora strains against her restraints, not fighting to get away but desperately trying to move closer, to take him deeper. Each thrust forces little breathless sounds from her lips—half-pain, half-pleasure—and I can’t tear my eyes away from the scene.
My gaze travels from Cora’s flushed face to where Liam’s body connects with hers, then upward to the tight curve of his ass as it flexes with each powerful thrust. I find myself mesmerized by the sight—the way his muscles work beneath smooth skin, the power in his movements.
“Fuck,” I breathe, my cock hardening again. “You may have found a perfect cum dump in the mayor’s daughter, but I’m seeing another one on display right now.”
I step closer, running my hand over the curve of Liam’s ass. “This would look perfect stretched around my cock.”
Liam growls, looking back over his shoulder at me. There’s no disgust in his expression, no rejection—just heat, pure and unmistakable. My breath catches at the intensity of his gaze.
Emboldened, I move closer, pressing against him as he continues thrusting into Cora. “Maybe not a cock yet,” I suggest, my voice dropping lower. “But I can eat that ass while you fuck her.”
