Page 84 of Cedarwood Cabin
“I hate you,” I sob.
“Your pussy is dripping wet. You don’t hate us,” Lyka growls.
I feel the head of his cock push against my pussy. With a brutal thrust, he’s fully seated inside of me.
Gasping, my whole body strains against the chains. They hold my legs firmly, keeping me open and accessible to Lyka’s relentless thrusts.
Dax’s hands grip onto my thighs, his fingers digging into my flesh. His mouth moves back to my neck, biting and sucking over his marks. Lyka's cock stretches me as he fills me. His balls hit against my skin with every thrust. I shut my eyes, trying to block out the reality of what’s happening, but the sensations are too strong. My body betrays me and responds to their touches, their kisses, and Lyka’s thrusts.
Then, it dawns on me: Lyka doesn't have a condom on. My mind suddenly floods with panic as I pull away from Dax’s kisses on my neck, my voice shaking with urgency. “You can’t cum inside me. You need to pull out, Lyka,” I plead.
He shakes his head and continues to thrust into me.
“Lyka. You can’t!”
I feel Dax’s grip on me tighten, holding me in place. Lyka’s hips start to jerk ruthlessly against mine.
“To…”
Thrust.
“Fucking…”
Thrust.
“Late,” he grunts.
Lyka pushes himself deep inside me, his cock pulsating as he cums. A cry escapes my lips as a new wave of panic and terror washes over me.
His body shudders as he finally goes limp. He pulls out and his cum drips from me. Lyka steps back, letting go of my leg and mopping the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. I barely have time to catch my breath before Dax takes down his jeans, revealing his throbbing cock. A gulp of fear escapes from me. Dax’s cock is thick and ready. He doesn't waste time grabbing my thighs to hold me in place. “My turn,” he growls.
With one hard thrust, Dax’s cock pries between my swollen lips and plows deep into my pussy. “I love fucking my brother’s cum back into you,” he grunts.
Lyka now stands behind me, his lips pressing sweet kisses along my neck and down my shoulders. He reaches around, his fingers entering my mouth. Instinctively, I suck on them, my tongue swirling around them. Lyka draws his fingers from my mouth, down my back, and I shiver as he reaches the top of my ass. He keeps going down, his fingers slick and wet, as he lightly circles my asshole.
Dax quickens his pace, each thrust more powerful, driving deeper into me.
Lyka’s fingers press more insistently against my asshole and then pushes a finger inside, forcing a scream from my lips. The pain hits me and makes my whole body tighten up. He leans down to my ear. “I’ll go slow,” he promises.
My asshole clamps around his finger, but Lyka holds it in place. “Fu…Fuck!” I loudly stutter.
“Scream for us,” Dax demands, out of breath.
I let out a raw, sexual scream as they use my body, my cries filling the barn. Dax’s cock drives into me with undeterred force.
“Fuck, Flora. Your asshole is so tight around my finger,” Lyka whispers.
He then begins to move his finger, twisting and pushing it in. It’s too much penetration. It pushes me beyond the brink of what I thought I could endure.
“Shit…I’m coming,” Dax moans, throwing his head back.
Lyka thrust his finger into my asshole one last time. Dax’s leg shakes violently. He thrusts deep inside me, emptying himself. His cum oozes out from me, trickling down. Lyka slowly pulls his finger out of my ass. He steps back, looking over the scene.
Dax pulls out of me and his cock slips free. His cum continues to ooze out of me, mingling with my own juices as it drips down my legs onto the floor. They both study me with triumph in their eyes. The air is heavy with the scent of sweat and sex.
My head sags and I shut my eyes. My entire body feels so weak it can hardly hold my weight.
I open my eyes to find Lyka standing in front of me, the phallus in hand.
