Page 139 of Cruel Pleasures
“It’ll feel good,” Archer promises. “Once we start moving. Once we start fucking your tight little holes.”
I moan as though it’s a real answer. Archer squeezes my thighs and nuzzles my neck.
“You’re going to come for us and we’ll come in you and you’ll be our dirty, filthy little minx and nobody else’s. Isn’t that right?”
“Ye-yes…” I choke out breathlessly. “Ohhh god… yes.”
“Ask me to fuck your ass. Ask Ry to fuck your pussy. Tell us you want both of us at once, minxy,” he grunts. “Fucking you. Filling you. Making you ours.”
“I want it!” I scream, clutching Ryu tighter. “P-please… yes!”
The dirty talk conjures another body-racking shudder out of me. I bury my face in the crook of Ryu’s neck and let my vaginal walls flutter around him. My signal that I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. That I’m giving into this experience.
I’m putting all my trust into these two violent, dark, dominant men.
The first few seconds feel chaotic. Uncoordinated as both men grow accustomed to fucking me at the same time. Ryu begins moving, his stroke steady and slow. But once Archer tries to do the same, the rhythm is thrown off and I’m left feeling knocked between the two of them.
It’s a battle that should’ve been expected.
Two men as uncompromising and possessive as Archer and Ryu, they don’t want to share. Even if they’ve made an exception for tonight.
Gradually, we find the same beat. We’re riding the same wave of pleasure together as they figure out what works best. As Ryu strokes into me, Archer pulls out, and as Ryu draws back, Archer’s sinking in.
The sawing motion sets off a tingling spark through me. It originates at the base of my spine like its own firework that blasts off. I grapple Ryu’s shoulders, feeling like I’m floating between them, and seek out his mouth for a kiss.
He’s readily returning my gesture with a lick at my tongue. It’s enough to disguise the sounds I’m making from my throat. My hoarse whines of pleasure that join their rumbling grunts.
I’m rocking along, sandwiched between the clenched muscles and groping hands of two men I never imagined would be in my life. They’re filling me in ways I’ve never been filled before; in ways I didn’t realize I needed to be filled.
My skin flushes in preparation for my impending orgasm, the fourth of the night. It ripples through me in the lead up. It’s bottled inside, waiting to erupt.
But it’s not the only thing that feels fit to burst.
My pounding heart does—it’s welled up with deep, complex emotions I can’t begin to place.
I have no idea how to make sense of.
As Ryu’s kiss ends and I twist my torso enough between them, Archer’s taking my mouth next. I’ve slid an arm around his shoulder as I’m fucked on both ends.
Archer gyrates his hips and pounds at my ass, kissing me just as roughly. Where Ryu’s kiss sent me reeling, Archer’s makes me burn. I’m panting against the heat of him, reaching such a feverish pitch I’m certain I’m about to pass out.
“You naughty minx. Your ass is so slick. Is that Ry’s cum I can feel inside you?” Archer mouths off, his voice throaty with passion. “Yes, it is, minx. So fucking dirty.”
He sucks at my jaw. His hips pump away and I whimper at how deep he goes.
Only for Ryu to do the same as soon as he draws back.
I’m not sure if I’ll be functioning once these two men are through with me. They’re fucking me so good, so hard and deep, I just might break.
What started as patient and measured strokes has morphed into hard, desperate fucking. Both men slam into me, chasing their endings like I’m on the cusp of mine. They can feel each other through the delicate wall that separates them and this seems to spur them on more.
As their dicks rub up against my insides, it’s indescribable how it feels. The fullness alone is too much. It’s like I’ve been filled with so much dick I’m about to split into two.
I hold off as long as I can before I’m shattering into a million pieces in their arms. Pleasure explodes more powerfully than any bomb, sweeping through me all the way to the tips of my toes. Unable to handle the magnitude of it, I bite into Ryu’s shoulder, breaking skin and drawing blood.
Both of them pick up the pace. They double their speed, fucking me as I go limp between them. I’m half out of it, feeling their dicks swell inside me. Then comes their eruptions that’re almost at the same time.
Archer lets go first. He grunts and pumps and spreads my cheeks apart in bruising fashion. Ryu follows, burying himself to the hilt and then unloading.
