Knox lets out a sharp, obscene groan as he slowly eases inside her. “That’s it, baby! You’re doingsowell.”
“Agh!” Aurora’s nails dig into the bark. She’s going to be sore as fuck tomorrow after taking all three of us in one night. She’ll have to acclimate to us.
We’ve got time.
“I’m going to fuck you fast now, angel. I need to come. And you’re going to take every drop.” Her white shirt is the only layer protecting her from the scrape of the wood as Knox pumps his hips.
The smack of skin against skin, her cries, the way she squeezes her eyes shut—fuck. I’m already hard again.
It’s going to be a long, long night.
“All of you!” she gasps, clinging to the tree like a life raft. “I want all of you. At once.”
Through our gas masks, the three of us meet each other’s gazes and chuckle.
“We’ll work you up to that, angel,” Damien promises.
“I’m ready now.” She glares at him. Our bold, defiant girl. One of the things I love most about her.
“Trust me.” Damien steps closer as Knox hits a spot inside Aurora that makes her eyes roll. “You’ll be grateful when we take our time with you. Otherwise...” Damien trails off and looks to me.
“We’ll break you,” I finish.
Aurora swallows and doesn’t bother objecting again.
“I’m going to come, baby,” Knox pants, gripping her hips tight as he thrusts. “You ready to be filled up?”
“Yes,” she breathes. “I want every drop.”
“Good girl,” Damien growls.
“You’re going to come now, Rory.” His thrusts grow staccato, desperate. “I need you to come on my cock. Can you do that for me, baby? Clench that pussy on me. Over and over andover.”
Her nails claw into the bark as the pleasure builds. My balls tighten in anticipation of her orgasm. The most beautiful sight, sound, feeling. “Knox. Oh god?—”
“Fuck!” His shout could wake the whole campus. Knox jackhammers her for a few more seconds before stilling, crushing her to the tree as he spills inside her and she comes around his cock.
Aurora cries out, unable to move beneath him. All she can do is take it. Take every single drop. From all of us.
“My turn.” Damien pumps his cock like it owes him money. He’s not going to last long. Good thing, because I don’t think Aurora will either.
When Knox pulls out and steps away, her knees nearly buckle. He manages to catch her in time, and his voice is soothing now. “You okay, Rory?”
“Never been better.” She’s breathless but glowing. Happy.
Her smile falls away when Damien gets his hands on her.
He picks her up like she’s weightless and plants her back against the tree. “Wrap your legs around me.”
Aurora does as she’s told, hands clutching his shoulders. Eyes wide and timid as she chews her lip. “Don’t...”
“Don’t what, angel?” Damien bites.
She shakes her head. She doesn’t know. A little afraid, but the anticipation outweighs the fear. “Don’t be gentle.”
Knox lets out a short laugh that’s a mix of amusement and surprise. Our angel can take more than any of us anticipated.
“You know me,” Damien taunts, guiding his cock to her entrance. “I never am.”