Alec motioned for her to lift herself up.
“Good girl,” Rowan said, patting the top of her head like a dog.
Even Alec rolled his eyes.
“Come and sit on my cock, Ella.”
She placed her hands on his knees for leverage and stood. Rowan helped her kneel on the edge of the mattress, gripping his dick so she could mount him. Alec hovered close behind, waiting his turn.
Precum trickled from me as I watched her sink down onto Rowan. The lucky bastard groaned when she took him.
Rowan pulled her down by the shoulder. His hands moved to her arse, spreading her open until her arsehole was exposed. Alec stepped into place, blocking my view.
I stood and shifted until I could see them all.
We all heard her desperate cry of pain as Alec’s cock began to sink into her arse.
“I told you the next one wasn’t free, Ella,” Alec said, his voice low and strained.“You need to learn to love the pain. The pain I dole out.”
“Too full,” she gasped as he pushed halfway in.
Rowan gripped her throat, lifting her just enough that her breasts hung over his face. He sucked on her fat nipples, watching her as he swallowed more of her.
Alec moved over Rowan’s legs, rocking his hips slowly. His thick cock looked obscene buried in her tight hole. I watched her arse strain to take him. He didn’t push deeper yet.
Rowan held still while switching to her other breast. A moment later, she sighed.
“That’s it. Take us both,” Alec said, wrapping his hands around her throat.
Once she was locked in place, Rowan planted his thumbs on her thighs, his fingers gripping her hips.
She was ensnared.
Alec drove forward while Rowan held her steady.
Her scream was silent.
What followed wasn’t.
Rowan’s feet braced against the floor as he began to thrust into her wet pussy, using his grip around her hips to bounce her back and forth. Alec kept hold of her throat as an anchor, matching Rowan’s pace as he plunged in and out of her arse with deep, rapid thrusts.
Her moans were small. Broken. Her hands gripping Rowan, lips parted, eyes closed—suspended between pain and pleasure.
He’d been right to wait.
To let her watch for the week.
To fuck her throat and leave her stained with his come.
Needy. Wanting.
I pumped my hand faster, enjoying the drag of the bar piercing along my length.
“Do you feel us, Ella?” Rowan grunted.
“I know she can feel this dick in her arse,” Alec panted.“It’s open—sucking me right in. The fucking anal whore’s loving it.”
“You gonna come, Ella?” Rowan asked.
