Total pages in book: 169
Estimated words: 167671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 838(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 838(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
“What, why?” I mutter, leaning up.
“Max, keep licking her,” Heath growls, shoving his fingers into Max, making Max mewl. “Yes, Sir,” he says, immediately amping up the speed of his tongue movements.
There’s a squirting sound, and suddenly, something cold is pushed against my ass. “Oh God.”
“I’m going to enjoy this.”
Silas actually inserts the back end of the cue stick into my ass, pushing it farther and farther until I can feel it against the curve of each ball.
Plop. Plop. Plop.
I moan with each movement, growing wetter and wetter as he enters me despite the shame.
“Fuck!”
“That’s it. Moan for me, moan like the slut you are,” Silas groans.
Heath steps up onto the pool table, but it barely registers with me as Silas begins thrusting the cue stick in and out, past the balls, over and over, until I’m crying out in bliss.
“Fuck, please!” I mewl, unable to stop myself.
“You want me to fuck you more with this cue?” he asks.
“Please …” I mutter, wishing he wouldn’t make me say it out loud.
Heath grabs my face and parts my lips with his thumb. “Say that word again.”
“Please.”
“Fuck.” He smashes his lips onto mine, stealing a kiss along with my breath.
“Beg for it, then. Beg like a good little slut, and I might let you come,” Silas groans, fucking me with that cue stick as though he’s enjoying the sight of me writhing on this goddamn table like the sadistic fucker he is.
But my God … is he good at what he does.
“Please … give it to me,” I whimper.
“Open your mouth,” Heath says, and I do what he says.
Not because I want to but because my body and all the lust dancing through my veins forces me to.
And he dribbles spit onto my tongue. “Taste how hot you are for us. Swallow.”
He pushes my lips shut, forcing me to gulp down my own juices as I struggle to fight the next orgasm.
But it’s too late. They’ve contorted me into a being I don’t recognize, a vixen consumed with the next hit. A hit of them.
“You gonna come like the slut you are?” Silas asks, pausing mid-stroke.
“Yes, yes, please, let me come,” I moan.
As he deepens his stroke, he suddenly lets go and says, “Flip her over.”
Heath pulls me up with ease and lies down underneath me, pushing Max out of the way while he sets me down on top of him at the edge of the pool table with the cue stick still inside my ass. The balls begin to shift, and I mewl with delight. He tugs me down by my nipples, then grabs Max by the throat to pull him in for a savage kiss.
Out of nowhere, Silas pulls out the cue stick. “Fucking gush.”
He drags it out in one go, and one by one, the balls plop out of me like heavenly domino, followed by the most intense orgasm I have ever felt in my entire goddamn life, as the wetness literally squirts out of me and onto the pool table.
Heath moans. “She actually squirted, didn’t she? Oh fuck, I wanna feel it.”
Before I know it, Heath’s pushed me down onto his length, his wide girth entering me with ease because I’ve turned into a sloppy mess.
“Fuck yes.” Silas pushes his fingers inside too, filling me up, and it floods my body with more endorphins. He smacks my ass, making me yelp. “Needy little slut. Come here.”
He forces me even farther down onto Heath, then pulls me up by my arms until I’m riding Heath.
“That’s it, ride me like you own this fucking cock, thief,” Heath moans, biting his lip, before he pulls Max closer to steal another kiss. “Fuck, I need both of you together.”
“No. This pussy is mine now,” Silas growls, and he grabs my hips like they’re handles and positions his tip against my entrance, forcing his way inside right beside Heath.
“Fuck!” I cry out as he thrusts in completely.
Two giant cocks inside me, and all it does is make me want to beg for a third.
Fuck, Silas was right.
I’ve turned into their willing slut without so much as a single inch of resistance left inside these feeble bones.
I am truly lost.
Lost to their depravity.
Lost in the wicked hearts of these boys.
And I’m done fighting to find my way back to heaven because this hell they’ve created ignites my body in ways I could only dream of.
“That’s it, little thief,” Silas whispers into my ear. “Break for me.”
That’s it.
I’m done.
“Please …” I whimper. “Give me more.”
Silas grins against my cheek. “Good girl.”
Max
The boys alternate strokes, stretching her to the limit, and fuck, it looks so goddamn appetizing I just want to lean in to take a lick of her delicious pussy while it’s being plowed.
Suddenly, Heath grabs my waist and forces me on top of his chest.