I know Nicolas feels himself sinking deeper, but he’s not saying anything.
Another thrust.
Deeper.
“Nicky,” I whimper, fingers flying to his shoulders.
His eyes snap to mine. Murderous.
“What did I tell you, Isla?” he rasps as a harder thrust drives him down to more than half and my thighs tremble under his hands. “Shut your mouth.”
But I’m already so stretched around him. He’s practically all the way in and I can’t control the weak, pleading, “Please…”
That seems to be the final straw. The toothpick that broke the camel’s back. Nicolas bares his teeth. Nostrils flare.
He slams down.
He rams his hips forward. Closes the space.
He fills me and swallows my cry with his mouth. With the grinding mash of our lips in a vicious kiss.
“Shut up. Shut up. Shut up!” he snarls in between biting teeth as he fucks me. As he drives every ounce of frustration into my vagina.
As Dominic cackles and fucks him from behind.
The two driving forces are harder than I’ve ever had before, added to being folded in half. The pressure is painful and I can see him bulging beneath my skin. And I’m cumming. Toes curling. Fingers in his hair as I milk his pounding cock.
And he curses and gathers me tight like he’s not the one responsible for breaking me.
“Bad boy, Nicky. You were only supposed to give her your tip. Not pound her tight hole.” I meet Dominic’s eye from over Nicolas’s shoulder. He smirks. “Can’t blame you. Our sweet little whore is so perfect. Made to get filled and fucked.”
Despite the situation, I feel myself grin up at him and spread my legs wider.
Nicolas is at my breasts, mouth hungry, sucking and biting. His hips slap into mine and I know he’s close.
Dominic seems to know too when he quickens his pumps. “Don’t cum, Nicky,” he fucks him harder. “You’re so deep in our little whore, you will knock your sister’s filthy cunt up.”
Nicolas snarls and rails me. He drives me into the carpet. Burns my shoulder blades and tail bone as he tries to break my vagina.
I reach down and rub my clit and Nicolas watches me. Watches his cock slam in and out of me, dripping.
“Please,” I gasp.
Eyes entirely black jump to my face. His hands grab my throat and he kisses me. Cuts my lip, and he cums with a vicious snarl.
“You dirty fucking whore,” he growls hitting my base and swallowing my scream as I meet every attack and cum with him. “Fucking mine. Mine!”
I’m whimpering and shuddering, and he’s twitching inside me, emptying every drop.
Dominic appears at my side. Falls to his knees. He’s on Nicolas’s cock the second he pulls out of me.
Slick.
Dripping.
A still pulsing slab of semi hard meat layered with me and him, and Dom.
Taking him with expert ease to the back of his throat. He sucks and cleans his boyfriend before turning to me .
