Page 40 of Hearts Etched in Glass
Bobby laughs, but is interrupted by Ronald’s yell. “There was what in the cupcakes?”
Marcus strides over to him, leaning forward with his hands in his pockets. “Horse shit and a fuck ton of hallucinogens, bitch.” Then Marcus winks at him and returns to us.
“I ate a few of those!” Ronald shouts, but we ignore him.
I feel the tips of Marcus's finger moves a strand of my hair behind my ear. He leans in close to whisper. “You know, what if the last thing he sees is you getting properly fucked. How fucking poetic would that be?”
My heart leaps at the diabolical gesture. Grasping Marcus’s face, I kiss him, our tongues dancing as he reaches for my pants. Bobby begins clearing the area, forming our own space.
Marcus nimble hands begin unbuttoning my shirt, as passion flashes through his eyes, but then he ceases his movements as an annoying voice interrupts.
“If I would have known how much of a whore you were, I would have passed you around to all my friends.”
Marcus leaves me to rush towards Ronald. He grips his mandible forcing his mouth open. Then with onefoul sweep, he uses Kenneth's knife to sever Ronald’s tongue from his mouth.
“You will never speak to her like that again.”
“Fuck that’s going to make me come,” Bobby says as he reaches for Marcus's approaching form and pulls him in for a kiss.
“We have ample time until he bleeds out, right?” Marcus looks at me, but I shrug my shoulders. I’ve never seen someone with a severed tongue in our hospital and this fucker can die as we orgasm.
My men explore my body, unraveling the garments I'm clothed in and worshipping my skin with kisses.
I can barely see straight, let alone know who I should be kissing and where, the feelings so arousing and overwhelming. Before I realize it we are on a blanket, in the campsite ground, and the fire is roaring behind us. I am sitting in Bobby’s lap, my legs wrapped around him as he enters me. My breath hitches as Marcus’s fingers enter my ass, stretching and preparing me for him. I let out a wanton moan, as I claw at Bobby’s back, the sensations taking over my body as electricity dances across my limbs. Marcus bends his neck, spitting on himself, making sure I’m ready for him, as he takes some of thearousal from Bobby and I, and adds it to my backside. He gradually enters my ass, with gentle measure.
With several moments of ease, they move at a lazily pace. I feel so full, as their movements are languorous, allowing me to enjoy each caress of them from inside of my body. The orgasm is quick to build, as our limbs are entangled around one another’s embrace. Marcus kissing behind my neck, Bobby teasing my breasts, from the front. I come undone at the exhilarating feeling of both of them inside me. Pleasure warms my body, as I feel a jolt of ecstasy when Bobby reaches down to circle my clit with his two fingers.
“Fuck, darling, you are taking our cocks like such a good girl. Look at you.” He thrusts into me as Marcus gasps.
“Fuck, I can feel that.” Marcus pants, as Bobby gives him a wicked smile and begins pumping his hips deliberately.
“You like how I move like that? You want more?” He asks as Marcus groans into my shoulder.
“Yes, fuck. I want us to fill her up at the same time. I want her to feel our needy cocks spill inside her. Youwant that, love? Do your body want us to fuck and fill you?”
My body clenches at his words and both men grunt at the sensation.
We move rhythmically, both of my men holding onto one another as their other hand grasps me. Bobby clutches my hip as Marcus’s hand snakes around my chest, grabbing my breasts then rolling my nipple. I nearly orgasm at the feeling, but then I can feel Bobby swell.
“Come with us darling, I want your body to milk us dry for you. We’ll give you everything you need, come on gorgeous,” Bobby huffs as Marcus begins pumping faster.
“Fuck I’m going to...” Marcus bites my shoulder, as him and Bobby pulse inside me. A warm flood of invigorating energy engulfs me as I climax with them. Their muscles tense, as we are pulled at one another’s bodies together tightly. We sit there for a moment breathless, our bodies slowly coming back down to Earth from the high.
Bobby finds some clean water and washing materials for us, from one of the tents.
I take in a long inhale and then peer up to find Marcus admiring me.
“What?” I ask sheepishly.
He grins. “You just look beautiful, love.” Then he kisses the top of my forehead.
Taking a look around the camp, I realize I completely forgot Ronald existed for a moment, as we were immersed in rapture.
Trudging towards him. Ronald whines as I kick his limp body.
I guess he still is alive.
Picking up my shotgun I shove it into his chest and pull the trigger. The warm blood splatters on my body, my breathing erratic. This is the first time I’ve killed someone.
