Page 83 of Poison Ivy
“That’s it, little killer,” I purr. “Take all of me.”
Bram’s hand snakes between Ivy’s legs, rubbing her clit in time with my thrusts. She breaks away from Tate’s kiss with a cry of pleasure.
“Oh, fuck,” she pants. “It’s too much...”
“Never,” Tate growls, trailing kisses down her neck. “You can take it all, can’t you? Show us how greedy you are for us.”
I feel Ivy’s pussy clench around me at his words. She’s close again already.
“Come for us, Ivy,” I command, unable to hold back a second longer. I sink my fangs into her neck, right over her jugular.
The taste of her blood explodes on my tongue, rich and intoxicating. Ivy cries out, her body convulsing as she comes hard around my cock. The rhythmic clenching of her pussy combined with the taste of her sweet, hot blood, sends me over the edge. I groan against her neck as I pump my release deep inside her.
As I withdraw my fangs, I see Tate and Bram watching us with hungry eyes.
“My turn,” Tate growls, pulling Ivy off my lap and onto his cock in one smooth motion. She gasps, still sensitive from her orgasms, but rolls her hips eagerly.
Bram moves behind her, his hands roaming her body as Tate fucks up into her. “Ready for more, princess?” he purrs in her ear.
Ivy nods frantically. “Please,” she whimpers.
With a wicked grin, Bram spits on his fingers and presses them to her rear hole. She cries out, arching her back as Tate lies flat, bringing Ivy forward to allow Bram easier access.
After a few seconds of prep, Bram slowly pushes into her arse, stretching her further. Ivy’s scream echoes around the room as they rail her thoroughly.
“That’s it,” Tate praises, holding still to let her adjust. “You’re taking us so well.”
I watch, stroking my already hardening cock, as Tate and Bram move in tandem. Ivy’s head falls back against Bram’s shoulder, her eyes closed in ecstasy. “Fuck,” she moans.
“You love it, don’t you princess?” Bram growls, gripping her hips tightly. “You love being stuffed full of cock.”
She nods frantically, beyond words, as they pound into her. The sight of her being thoroughly used is intoxicating. My cock throbs, demanding attention.
Unable to resist any longer, I kneel in front of Ivy. Her eyes flutter open, locking onto mine as I press the head of my cock to her lips.
“Open up, little killer,” I purr. “Let’s see how much you can really take.”
With a whimper, she parts her lips, allowing me to slide my length into her hot mouth. I groan at the sensation, fisting my hand in her hair to guide her movements.
“Fuck,” Tate hisses. “That’s so hot.”
“Our little assassin is quite talented, isn’t she.” Ivy takes my cock deeper into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head. The sight of her stuffed full of all three of us is beyond my imagination. I thought fucking Poison was the best I’d ever had, but this with Ivy is so much more. So intense, so pleasurable in every way. So right in ways I didn’t even know existed.
“That’s it, little killer,” I murmur, guiding her movements with my hand in her hair. “Take it all.”
Tate and Bram pound into her relentlessly. Ivy moans around my cock, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure through me.
“Fuck, she’s tight,” Bram growls, his grip on her hips tightening.
“So fucking perfect,” Tate agrees, his eyes dark with lust as he watches Ivy suck my cock while they rail her.
I can feel Ivy trembling, her body overwhelmed with sensation. She’s close again already.
“Come for us, Ivy,” I command, tugging lightly on her hair. “Show us how good we make you feel.”
With a muffled cry, Ivy’s body convulses as her orgasm crashes over her. It sends Tate and Bram over the edge with groans of pleasure.
I pull out of her mouth, letting her catch her breath as she comes down from her high. Her lips are swollen, eyes glazed with satisfaction. She looks thoroughly debauched and utterly beautiful.
