Page 25 of Volatile

They alternate as my head is pushed forward and Zidane thrusts into my throat with his voice deepening.

“Yeah, bit difficult with her mouth full.”

Vitali’s smirk touches my shoulder, and my scream is backwards, sucking into my stomach, as he pushes two fingers into me. It forms a vacuum, pulling air into my chest and altering the depth of his fingers as he pushes them up, causing my hips to move, running away from him. He worships any skin that he can reach as my garbled moans mix with the groans from above and he moans into me.

Both of them sing my praise around my gagging as my eyes water, pushing over my lower lashes.

“Don’t cry, sweetness, we’ll make you feel good.”

Vitali chases the tear and sucks it off my cheek bone.

“You should see her come with a cock buried in her throat, a different type of beauty.”

Zidane swipes his thumb against my other cheek, wiping them away.

My eyes go wide as Vitali tightens his hand around my throat and a groan touches my nape.

“I can feel him in your throat.”

He bites into the back of my neck as I swallow and his covered dick presses against my ass. Pushing back against him has more of his sounds mixing with ours.

He roughly pulls my head back with his hold on my hair and his chest rumbles against my back. “You’re not coming in her mouth.”

There’s a possessiveness to it but no argument comes from Zidane as he steps back and holds my chin. The gentleness is still there as he wipes my spit off my chin with his thumb and talks about me while staring into my eyes.

“Think she can take us both at the same time?”

I look over my shoulder at Tali, who smirks, full of arrogance, but Zidane forces me to look at him as he pushes his thumb into my mouth and asks, “Your pussy is tight as fuck, can you do it, baby?”

Hollowing my cheeks, I don’t think and nod as Vitali thrusts three fingers into me.I’m lost to desire and my body doesn’t burn at the stretch; it wants more. Both of them abruptly pull away and strip, making me drool. They’re both exceptionally well built, tall, and covered in tattoos. But where Zidane’s eyes are dark, Vitali’s are icy and a crack lands on my ass, pushing me forward until I catch myself, grabbing Zidane’s hips. He steadies me despite the arrogance leaving him as he says, “If you want my dick again, you only have to ask.”

The cocky smirk staring down at me is relaxing and Vitali’s voice carries the same arrogance as they stand side by side, fully naked.

“Say please and you get both.”

There’s a bead of precum squeezed out as he fists his length; it calls my name and whispers for me to say the word. I’m stubborn and lift up on my knees, staring into his ocean eyes as I seal my lips over Zidane’s. It’s all tongue and sensual so Tali sees our movements as Zidane grabs my ass and grinds into my stomach. His massaging doesn’t last long, and he slaps my ass before he grabs my hair in his fist and pulls me away from his mouth to fold me in half, so my lips are wrapped around Vitali’s dick. The massaging continues until it turns into a harsh slap, and I gasp around Vitali’s length.

“Bet your ass is tight as fuck too,” Zidane says as he pulls my cheeks apart and I speed up, holding Vitali’s hips, knowing they’re inspecting me.A hard voice is timed with possessive thrusts as my little puppy shows his aggressiveness and snaps, “I haven’t claimed it yet, are you fuck getting there before me.”

Two fingers stroke through my slit and my moans are involuntary as Zidane circles my back hole. It should be degrading hearing them argue with lust in their voices over being able to fuck my ass, but I can’t stop myself from making a mess of my thighs as Vitali’s voice turns deep and authoritative.

“My girls ass will be taken by me.” He looks down at me and doesn’t soften his voice. “Isn’t that right, Anastasia?”

Nodding around him eagerly, he holds my jaw, stroking across the bone with his thumb.The two fingers against my puckered hole stay there, making lazy circles as Vitali strokes down my back to push two fingers into me.

“You love us playing with your body, don’t you?”

“You’re soaking my hand, sweetness.”

They both speak at the same time with wonder.

I’m only capable of nodding and they both work in sync, building me up as Vitali pushes his hips forward and Zidane holds the back of my head, so he’s buried in my throat.My nose is touching Vitali’s skin and I look up around my tears to see the softest smile that does not belong in this situation.

Breathing through my nose doesn’t stop my muscles working on a reflex and swallowing around him. Vitali groans, his entire body tensing as he forces himself to walk backwards. A dark laugh blows across my shoulder as I hollow my cheeks to keep him in my mouth.

“You’re trouble.” Zidane bites into the opposite side to where Vitali left his mark and then I’m lifted up, away from their hands.Zidane walks away, going into the adjoining bathroom, and Vitali presses his lips below my ear. He softens his hand as he strokes up my back and whispers, “You’re doing so good, sweetness, but you’re coming home with me tonight and I’m waking up with you in my bed.”

There’s a threat of ending everything if I don’t and I want to know what it feels like for the other side of the sheets to be warm, so I agree as I wrap my arms around his neck.

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