Page 78 of Deadlier Obsessions

Just as Mav shoves us down on the bed, and I stretch out, desperate for his touch, Gage fucking interrupts us, and for a moment, I’m angry at him, because can’t Mav just have this with us for half a damn hour? That’s selfish of me, I’m sure, but I’m so horny after what we were just doing, even assisting him with throat fucking Stella, as weird and mean as that sounds.

“Fuck off! You said I’d get half a fucking hour,” he yells at the door, as he pushes his fingers back inside me, and Stella too, if her sudden yelp and squirming means what I think it does. I don’t want his fingers as much as I want his cock, and I lift up onto my knees, wiggling at him enticingly.

“You’ve had more than half an hour, asshole. You know it’s time.” Gage is being super mysterious, and our overactive imaginations are back on track, as Stella and I both sit up and turn to face the door in sync.

“Can I at least fucking get them off?” Yes, please!

Another thud at the door has Mav striding over there, slamming his palms against the door with frustration. “Come on, man. Five more minutes.”

“You didn’t get them off yet? What the fuck have you been doing all this time? Oh wait… you got off first? What a bell-end.”

“Fuck you, like you’ve never done it that way.”

I roll my eyes at Stella, and we both get up, reaching for our clothes. Walking over to the door, I unlock it and open it for our dictator.

“Ah ah ah,” Gage says, wagging a finger at both of us. He’s naked too, I notice, so maybe we’re about to get group fucked again, and I’m more than ready for it. At what point in pregnancy do we get super horny, because I’m almost ready to beg already? Actually, that’s pretty much the norm for me anyway.

“Ladies, come with us. Sebastian’s waiting.” Wow, Gage didn’t even call him Pretty Boy this time. He mostly doesn’t when it’s a serious moment now. We exchange another look, as Gage catches my arm and leads me out of the room, and a glance behind me shows Mav doing the same with Stella. She looks as baffled as I am, but Mav’s smirking to himself. When I look at Gage, just as we reach the stairs, I can see he’s definitely not smirking. In fact, he looks nervous. His forehead is glistening slightly, and his jaw is tense. Is he worried? Angry? Nervous? I wish I could read his emotions better, because I’m starting to get concerned now too.

MAV

Both women are disgruntled because they didn’t get to come. They don’t know it now, but if they are good for us, both of themwill get their chance. They keep exchanging worried glances with each other, as they’re escorted outside by the three of us. I move between the two of them, place an arm around both my beautiful women, pinch their pebbled nipples, enjoying their whimpers, and I speak low, “You know what to do, writer sluts. After all, you’ve written it so many times now.Run. When we catch you, all three of us will fuck you.”

I say when, not if, because there’s no chance of us not catching them. This night only ends one way. With them taking all three of our cocks, and knowing damn well they are marrying us, and there’s no way out. This is their life now. There is no choice, but they aren’t captives because they love every fucking minute of it.

We aren’t total pieces of shit though. Of course, we don’t want anything to happen to either of them or the babies, so Gage and Sebastian made sure to clear any fallen limbs. And that’s the real reason for the candles. Give them just enough light that they don’t get hurt.

“Run,” Gage growls so loudly it nearly echoes into the still of the night. Both women squeak before doing as they were told.

All three of us stand just outside the house, as we watch our girls run in the same general direction before separating. We give them a head start because, of course, we don’t want to catch them immediately. As I watch them scurry about, Lucy with her little belly, it makes my cock twitch with the same need I had when fucking Gage interrupted us.

Sebastian walks off into the treeline, quiet as a fucking mouse. Gage nods to me and we walk in search of our women. We go slow as we look around, but it’s not difficult to find their general direction, because of the heavy breathing and occasional yelp from both women. Every sound they hear makes them jump and make noise that only makes it easier to find them.

I watch as Sebastian wraps his arm around Stella’s waist, causing her to yelp once again, and I figure that’s it. He’s fuckingher first. Then she elbows him in the gut, and he immediately lets go of her as he doubles over in pain. “Fuck.”

She giggles that perfect little giggle as she runs away from him. Of course, I don’t go after her, because I’m too fascinated by watching her tits bounce under the moonlight. Lucy darts right past Sebastian and begins to fall, but catches herself with her hands, her beautiful pussy bared to me, causing a growl to escape from me as I dart toward her. Again, the sweetest little squeak comes from her, as she rights herself and takes off again.

Glancing at Gage, I see him palming his cock as he tracks Stella’s movements with intense concentration. She flies past him, and he grazes her arm, but isn’t able to stop her. “Go ahead, baby. Make it worse on yourself. Fuck. It’s been so long since we made you cry.”

I chuckle as he darts off toward her, and she squeals as she runs from him, but ends up smacking straight into my chest. Immediately I wrap my arms around her, so she can’t get away, and she tilts her head back and looks into my eyes. “I don’t want this. Let me go.”

Holding her tight with my left hand, I reach into her hair with my other one, winding her strands around my fist. “I should let you go?”

Tears spring to her eyes. “Yes.”

“Not in a million fucking years, pretty slut.”

Letting go of her waist, I spin her around until she’s facing a tree. “You might want to brace yourself on the tree, because I’m going to fuck that pussy until you scream.”

I hear Lucy gasp as Sebastian growls, “Gotcha.”

I’m far too busy with Stella to bother looking, but I can hear her struggling.

Stella places her hands on the tree in front of her, as Gage looks on, with his cock still in his hand. I let go of her hair and spread her ass cheeks wide.

“Fuck. Such a pretty pussy.”

Leaning over her, I spit in the crack of her ass, watching my saliva move down toward where my dick is aching to be. It’s a beautiful sight. If I’d had anywhere to stash my phone, I’d take a picture. Grabbing my length, I push inside her with a hard thrust, and her whimper is perfect, just like she is.

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