“Let us take care of you.”
The hand holding my mouth shifted, squeezing until I opened. A tongue slipped inside, searching languidly. An erotic, knowing touch so different to the rough way they manhandled me that I came on the spot.
Hot liquid squirted down my legs, coating their cocks and balls with my obscene deluge of need.
The mouth against mine smiled, cold and calculating. “Perfect.”
Two cocks slammed together inside me, the hand at my mouth dropping to my throat and cutting off my air. Killing my scream.
Not taking a second for me to recover or become used to the invasive stretch, they began to move in tandem, fucking me at the same time like a giant cock, thick and impaling, moving as one.
My traitorous body aided them, more of my cum dripping from the hole they sealed with their obsessive desire for my body.
For me.
A long, breathless moan lodged behind the hand holding my throat.
“You won’t get air, little Alice.” A twin sucked on my ear lobe, twirling his tongue over my flesh like it was my nipple, or my clit.
My pussy contracted hard, my hips rolling forward, a compulsion drawn out of my control.
“Oh, how she does like to be sucked and licked,” the other twin whispered.
I moaned silently, milking their offering that sliced through me. Their hips jerked together until their combined monster cock threatened to split me.
A single tear trickled along my cheek as I opened my mouth for the kiss pressed there. The salty drop was licked away, accompanied by a deep groan. That I had the power to make the manic twins need me to the point of our mutual destruction brought me to the edge of my orgasm a third time. Hands dropped to my hips as I clenched down, and their movements changed.
One twin fucked in, and the other slid out of my drenched hole. They reversed the motion like an efficient machine, fucking into my stretched pussy until my head dropped back, my body softening. I screamed silently into the quiet nightscape, punctuated by their huffs and moans. Hands bruised my body, tenderising me like so much meat to be consumed.
Perhaps that’s all I was to the two angels ruining a mortal in the rain beside a life already stolen. I came hard at the dual invasion, their brutality too much for my over sensitized body to handle, clenching down and strangling their cocks with my walls.
You are mine.
Both of you.
I whispered the words to the midnight sky as their hands tightened, bodies stiffening. Their last few thrusts bordered on painful, insanity gripping them greater than before, bleeding into me.
And we fell into the stars together.
CHAPTER EIGHT
KEY
I stared down at the sleeping angel in her bed, still covered in her date’s blood, her thighs glistening with our personal brand of depravity. My cock ached from working her vice-like pussy. Every part of me throbbed, but not as bad as she would come sunrise when we were gone. Already the evidence of our violence covered her skin in marks that bloomed, a trail of torture she’d remember in the morning.
Would she run and scream then, let us chase her? Let us cage her? One fantasy melded into the next, more fucked up that the previous one. We wanted them all.
My balls refilled at the thought of fucking that pretty little mouth in her bed like I always planned, sliding in and out of her pretty lips and drowning her mouth in my come. Letting her sleep in a puddle, wake to the tainted taste of me in her mouth, on her precious, sullied lips.
Now she was ours there was little to stop me from making good on my promise to myself.
To the one I made to her.
When we brought her back to her apartment we slid the tattered blouse and rumpled skirt from her exhausted body butshe was already out, leaning her weight on us. I untied her boots while my brother redressed her in her lace nightie, leaving her covered in the fluids of tonight’s obsession, of course.
She loved when we marked her; I saw that in her eyes when my brother bit and sucked on her throat. When my fingers dug into her hips, leaving perfect bruises there to remind her of who owned her.
We played nicely with her for this round.
