Conrad lined his cock up against her curved rear entrance, a low chuckle rumbling from his chest. “I love when you scream. Will you do that for me, Boss?”
Her teeth sank so far into her lower lip that a bead of red appeared and dripped down the side of her mouth. The vision of her bleeding at the mouth, her gaze full of lust as she watched him position himself, was irresistible. Nick moved close to her face, his swaying cock inches from her mouth, and caught her attention. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips.
“Be a good girl and scream for him, Nova,” Nick said.
Conrad thrust forward on those words, burying his cock deep into her ass in one brutal push. Her mouth flew open, and a raw scream tore out. “Coooonnrrraaddd!”
Nick wasted no time shoving his cock past her lips to fill her mouth. His head tipped back, a deep groan escaping. “Fuckingshit, Nova. Your mouth is so hot and wet. Fuck. You feel so fucking good.”
“So fucking good,” Conrad growled, and her pussy walls clamped down around my shaft, stealing my breath in a sharp gasp.
Zeth leaned in, pressing her breasts together with his hands, and slid his cock between the soft mounds. “Nov, fuck. This body is fucking perfect. There's nothing about this body we don't fucking love.”
A muffled garble vibrated from her throat around Nick's length in response.
Our rhythms synced without a word, and we all drove forward at once, cocks plunging deep, stretching her pussy, ass, mouth, and cleavage to the brink. Her athletic frame radiated power, and, god, it was intoxicating. The way her thighs flexed, the way her back arched, the way she held you like she knew exactly what she could do to you. Like she knew she could take it.
Wet slaps of flesh echoed off the walls, mixing with our grunts and her choked whimpers, the sounds twisting into a raw rhythm that pulsed through me. An addictive melody I could listen to forever.
The bond flared hot in my core, and I shoved waves of pleasure straight into her. The others must have too because she became downright feral. Her hips bucked hard against Conrad and me, one hand clamping onto Nick's ass, fingers pushing him deeper down her throat. Her other hand wrapped around Zeth's hip, two fingers thrusting into his ass in time with his thrusts.
Zeth snarled, his hips snapping faster, cock pistoning between her tits until his body seized. Thick ropes of cum spurted across her stretched neck, his face screwed up tight as he cooed.“Fucking hell, baby,” he rasped, slumping onto the bed beside her. “You look so good in that necklace I made you.” His hand trailed up her chest and circled around her neck, rubbing his cum into her skin as he tightened his grip when Nick went deep into her throat.
Her muscles down below contracted, tightening around me and Conrad, to which we both moaned.
“I fucking love you, Nova Rossey,” he whispered against her skin. His mouth trailed soft kisses down her chest and belly, continuing further until his tongue flicked out, licking at her clit while I slammed into her soaked pussy.
Nick's grip tightened on her neck, his voice rough, desperate. “Drink it down, sweetheart. Take me inside you nice and deep.” She stretched her mouth wider, tongue extending out flat. His thrusts turned wild, hips jerking unevenly, as the wet noises of her deepthroating him echoed in the room.
Soon, a guttural moan ripped from him. “Oh, fuck. Fuck! Nova.”
His moan turned into a soft, choking gasp. “Oh, Nova. Fuck.” Fully seated in her mouth, her throat working to swallow and lick every last drop, he growled, “You’re fucking mine.”
He slowly pulled out of her mouth, chest heaving, rubbing the head of his cock against her lips before his lips crashed against hers, his tongue plunging deep. He slumped right beside her, cupping her face as they broke apart. "Nova," he gasped, voice full of awe and reverence. His forehead rested against hers, his fingers trembling as they traced her jaw.
I was going to let them have their sweet moment until Conrad's hand clamped around her wrist, jerking her up and out of his grasp. Her legs wrapped around my hips, leavingher sandwiched between us. He twisted her arms above her shoulders, bending them back until they met his hair when he leaned forward and whispered, “Hold on, Boss. Me and the big guy are going to fuck you into oblivion.”
“Mmmmm.” Her moan vibrated through her body, low and needy. My guilt over ruining the moment with Nick melted away as her fingers tangled in Conrad's hair, yanking him toward her. One arm let go to hook around my neck, nails digging crescents into my skin. "Yes," she panted, eyes fluttering shut. "Harder. Faster. Make me pass out from the pleasure."
My hands holding her up flexed, getting a better grip, as I bent forward, my lips bouncing against hers. “Whatever you want, my soul.”
Locking my hands onto her thighs, I slammed my cock into her pussy with brutal force, just as she demanded. Zeth’s cum trailed down the curve between her breasts, glistening under the dim light, spurring me to go deeper before it traveled past her belly button.
My thrusts grew savage as my jaguar rose to the surface, wanting to fuck its mate. Each thrust burrowed to the hilt, driven by the urge to fill her, to coat every inch inside her with my claim. I wanted to leave her wrecked and spent beyond comprehension. Once she was boneless, eyes glazed, and shaking in pleasure, I’d draw her a bath. Washing her in warm aromatics, I’d clean and soothe her body with my diligent and careful hands.
I almost came right there at just the thought of it.
Her pussy clenched around my cock, muscles squeezing like a vise, reluctant to release my cock, but I drove through the resistance, hips snapping forward at a punishing pace. Herbreasts jumped with every impact, head lolling back against Conrad’s head, hands still in his hair, gripping him for dear life. Her breath came in sharp, ragged bursts. Sweat beaded on her skin, all the signals pointing to her being close to the edge.
Conrad pounded into her just as hard as I was, kissing along her neck, but as soon as he looked at me and winked, I knew he was going to push her into oblivion.
He slammed his teeth into her neck, making loud slurping noises that curled her toes and had her crying out, “I’m coming. Fuck! I’m coming.”
Her release gushed around my cock, hot and slick. The obscene squelch of her cum mixed with my thrusts had my whole body tightening, a spring ready to burst. I bit my tongue to stifle a groan, hips pistoning faster until my climax erupted through me. I buried myself deep, cock pulsing as my cum shot up into her core, leaving her so full it ran out the sides.
I gave her a few more deep thrusts, shoving that cum back inside her before I slowly withdrew. Dragging my still-hard cock along her inner thighs, I smeared the mess on my cock over her swollen pussy and clit. Compelled by the sight of her covered in me, I claimed her mouth, my tongue delving in with a desperate hunger, pouring every ounce of my devotion and claim into the kiss. She was my world, and every rough thrust and tender touch was hers alone.
She softened against my chest with a sigh, lips parting under mine for a single moment before she was yanked away. I growled on instinct. Conrad’s lip curled up, his fingers desperately digging into her skin. His eyes were glazed over in so much hunger and lust that I knew he would fight me if I tried to take her.
