Page 65 of Eternal Pieces

“Does that feel good, baby? You like sucking on your big brother’s cock while your other big brother eats you out?”

He pulls out so I can answer.

“Yes,” I gasp.

His cock slaps my cheeks and smears over my lips.

“Want more?” he asks.

“Take the mask off. Let me see you.”

He chuckles, his fingers tugging at my hair as he pushes past my lips again.

“I think she needs some more discipline, don’t you, Max?”

He’s answered by my yelp around his cock as Max bites my clit.

Scrunching my eyes closed, I succumb to the pain as it eases into pleasure.

“Look at how much milk she’s making,” Maddox says in awe as he watches it drip into the silicone.

The praise fills me with pride and I suck him harder in return. Licking the underside every time he pulls out and kissing the tip before he goes back in.

“I’m close,” he whimpers.

So am I.

Max stops sucking on my clit. “Switch.” They swap places and I can feel the primal energy rolling off Max as he grabs both sides of my head and chokes me on his cock. My throat is filled, the slight burn of it turns me on more, and I buck my hips into Maddox’s waiting mouth. He pushes his tongue inside me and presses my clit with his thumb.

My eyes roll back, and I’m floating on ecstasy as they use my body the way it was always intended to be used. By them. For them. I’m eternally theirs.

“The filthy little whore’s going to come,” Maddox says against my pussy. His hands moving up to embrace my stomach.

Am I going to come? I can’t even tell what’s happening to me right now. All I know is that I’m drowning in pleasure.

They both stop before any of us reaches our orgasms.

It takes a moment for me to come to my senses. “Are you not going to fuck me?” I ask, barely able to see or think straight.

“Tsk.” Max slaps my cheek with his hard cock. “Mad, do we really want a bride who’s so eager to get fucked before her wedding day?”

Maddox stands up between my legs, the baseball bat now slung over his shoulders. My eyes go wide as I wonder what he’s going to do with it.

As if he can read my mind he gives me my answer by holding it to my pussy.

“A filthy little whore who does everything we say is exactly the kind of bride I want.”

I feel like I’m in a dream. This is all my wildest memories of them brought to the surface in one sordid package. The only way I’ll know if this is real is if I can see their faces. But will they give me that? Tugging against my bindings, I beg them, “Let me see your faces, please!”

Maddox shakes his head. “It’s bad luck before the big day, baby. Now, come on the bat for me.”

My body has a mind of its own and my hips are lifting, my pussy spreading around the length of the bat as I get myself off. I should be mortified that this is happening again, but I love it. Love them for the degrading things they make me do.

“We’re looking forward to seeing you all dressed in white tomorrow, sweetheart.” Max lifts his mask just enough to kiss my cheek. Then he’s shuffling away and sitting on his knees next to me.

“So excited in fact that we can’t wait,” Maddox’s words end in a high whimper. In my bat-riding haze, I didn’t realize they were both still getting themselves off. Heat lashes my body. Hot ropes of come shoot out of Maddox’s cock all over my round stomach and drip down to my pussy. Max’s come coats my face and chest. Not wanting to waste it, I open my mouth wide and let it land on my tongue as I cry out through my orgasm.

“Oh my god!” I half-scream, half-choke, the feeling of their come coating my body like a second skin breaks my last defenses. I’m coming hard. The baseball bat is still between mylegs, and I buck against it. No shame or embarrassment to be found. Only pure love, lust, and joy coursing through my body.

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