Page 19 of Raine
“Fuck me. How hungry is this pussy?” he groans, running his fingers through my slickness. “You ready for me, Raine?”
Moving away from licking Raven, I plead, “Please, Arrow, fuck me.”
“You beg so good, Princess.”
I remove my fingers and thrust my tongue into Raven’s cunt, moaning from her juices sluicing down my throat. Raven grabs my head with her hands, taking over and riding my face until I can barely breathe.
Arrow follows suit, slamming into me without warning, and I almost choke from how full I feel and from the lack of oxygen.
“My god, still as tight as the day I popped this pretty little cherry,” he groans, lifting my leg over his shoulder to deepen his thrusts.
Raven’s body begins quaking above me, my scalp hurting from how tight she’s clutching the strands of my hair, and when she cums, undulating on my face, I lap up her juices with vigor.
Instead of hopping off me, she turns around and places her ass over my face, demanding I poke my tongue out so she can fuck it.
I do as I’m told; my body like a damn livewire with how turned on I am. When I hear the sound of kissing, I know Arrow and Raven are sucking face, my body burning hotter than an erupting volcano as my climax nears.
Raven slides off my face, and I gasp for breath, my heart slamming against my chest as Arrow lifts my other leg over his shoulder and fucks me like he can’t get deep enough.
“Our girl is close,” she croons to Arrow, and I lift my head to look at them, only to find them already watching me.
Raven licks her fingers, then starts rubbing quick circles around my clit. I’m right there, readying to let go, but Arrow slaps her hand away and pulls out, coming all over my pussy and Raven.
“What the fuck, Arrow?” I say, incredulous.
“Are you going to be a good girl, Raine?”
“Is this a trick question?”
He smirks — that million-dollar panty-dropping smirk — and climbs away from me. “Rub your cunts together, Raven. Smear my cum between those pretty pussies so I can see you both cum hard from it.”
Raven grins at me, wrapping one of my legs around her, then slides her cum-coated pussy onto mine. I gasp, the sensitivity from my almost orgasm pouring liquid heat through my body again. Her hips start to roll, her clit sliding against mine, and I meet her every roll with my own.
“Fuck me, Raven,” I cry out, and she picks up the tempo, gripping my legs in a punishing hold as she rides us both toward the finish line.
Arrow comes up beside me, forcing my eyes away from Raven’s and to his cognac pair instead. His pierced cock is hard in front of me, my mouth salivating at the thought of having it in my mouth as I cum hard with Raven.
“You want to suck me?”
“Mhmm.”
“Open up.”
The moment I do, he drives his cock to the back of my throat, and I gag — the intoxicating feeling of having my face fucked as the orgasm rolls in like a damn storm is mind-blowing.
Arrow grips my head, punching his hips into my face with hard thrusts as Raven lifts my leg to get better access.
I’m overwhelmed, my senses on overdrive, and when the orgasm builds, then shatters inside of me, I cry out, taking Arrow’s load in my mouth and shuddering from the climax, then almost blacking out when I swallow him down.
He removes himself from my mouth, leaning down and wiping the cum leaking over my lips. I am exhausted, and I know there is no way I could walk without feeling as if my legs were jello instead of flesh and bone.
My eyes are closed, my body aching from the marathon it just ran, and I briefly wonder if I should just fall asleep and forget the fucked-up little stunt they just pulled.
The post-orgasmic bliss is fading; in its wake, a storm is brewing, and a part of myself is hating myself for giving in, even when I know I’d do it all again. I sabotaged myself at every turn, and allowing Arrow and Raven to have their divine intervention instead of calling out my safe word was probably stupid of me.
But it had worked. My mind was quiet, my limbs like wet noodles, yet my heart is a little more fractured than two hours ago.
Strong arms lift me up, drawing me closer, and I breathe Arrow in, feeling safe in his hold.
