Page 87 of Poison Ivy
“Fuck,” I growl, drinking in the sight of her. “You’re a goddess.”
She gives us a tired smile, but if she thought that was the end, she is sorely mistaken. Torin’s cock is already hard again—that damned vampire constitution—so he lifts her up. She is limp in his arm, like a rag doll, as he places her in the middle of the bed.
“Use your magick to hold her in place,” he murmurs.
I flick my fingers, and dark tendrils of magick float out of my hands to wrap around her ankles and wrists.
Ivy’s eyes widen as the dark tendrils of my magick wrap around her wrists and ankles, pinning herspread-eagle on the bed. She tugs experimentally, but the bonds hold firm.
Torin grins wickedly as he climbs between her legs. He leans down and licks a long line up her cum-covered pussy, making her gasp and arch her back as much as the restraints allow.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” he groans. “All of us mixed together inside you.”
The sight of her restrained and at our mercy is a dark thrill that sends bolts of lust sparking through me.
Torin devours her pussy like a man starved, lapping up our combined cum and her own juices. Ivy writhes against her magical bonds, crying out in pleasure.
“That’s it,” I growl, moving to kneel beside her head. “Let us hear how good it feels.”
Tate positions himself on her other side, his hand trailing over her cum-covered tits. “You look so fucking hot like this,” he murmurs. “All tied up and messy, begging for more.”
Ivy moans, her hips bucking against Torin’s mouth. “Please,” she whimpers. “I need...”
“What do you need, princess?” Tate asks, pinching her nipple and making her gasp.
“More,” she pants. “Fuck, I need more.”
I grin darkly, gripping her hair and turning her face towards my cock. “Open up then, little mouse. Show us how greedy that mouth is.”
She parts her lips eagerly, taking me into her hotmouth with a muffled moan. I groan at the sensation, guiding her movements with my hand in her hair.
Tate moves down to suck and bite at her nipples as Torin continues to feast on her pussy. Ivy is trembling between us, overwhelmed with sensation as we use her thoroughly.
I groan as Ivy sucks my cock eagerly, her tongue swirling around the head. Even restrained and overwhelmed, she’s still so fucking talented with that mouth.
Ivy’s body shudders as another orgasm crashes over her. She cries out around my cock, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure through me. I come unexpectedly, shooting my load down her throat. She gags, but she swallows it all, gasping for breath. I pull out and slide my hand over her stomach, smearing the cum all over her before I flick her clit. I pinch it and tug while Torin thrusts his tongue deep into her. She whimpers, but she doesn’t ask us to let up. I twist her clit, and she bucks, crying out, flooding Torin’s mouth with even more cum.
He groans and grips her thighs, spreading her legs even wider so he can feast on her.
“I want to taste her,” I murmur, and he moves away, letting me take over. I lap at her softly at first, but then I nip her clit and tug it with my teeth. She gasps, her sobs filling the air as pleasure and pain mingle together.
“Fuck, Bram,” she whimpers, straining against her magical bonds.
I slide two fingers inside her, curling them to hit that spot that makes her cry out. My tongue flicks rapidly over her clit as I finger-fuck her mercilessly.
Tate moves up to capture her mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing her moans. Torin latches onto one of her nipples, sucking and biting the sensitive peak until he draws blood.
Ivy’s body trembles violently, hovering on the edge of another orgasm. I can feel how sensitive she is, how overwhelmed, but I don’t stop.
“Come for us again,” I command, twisting my fingers inside her. “One more time, Ivy. Show us how much of a slut you are for us.”
With a broken wail, Ivy shatters. Her pussy clenches around my fingers as she comes hard, gushing over my hand and chin. I lap it up eagerly, not stopping until she’s writhing and begging incoherently.
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They aren’t stopping.They won’t stop. I don’t want them to, but I think they’ve broken me. I can feel my climax within my grasp, but it won’t come.
