Page 90 of Ruthless Desires: Vol. Two
She releases Elliot’s cock for just long enough to say, “Yes. Please.”
Rhett holds onto her hips for leverage, which also keeps her from being forced closer to Elliot. As he pounds into her harder, she cries out. The sound is muffled by Elliot’s dick, and he groans.
I thrust into Wren, and she screams again. “You love being used up by all of us, don’t you?”
She tries to nod.
“Nothing more than a pretty cum dumpster who needs to be filled up,” I add.
“Yes,” she gasps as she lifts her head. “Please, please.”
Elliot smiles down at her. “You want our cum, love?”
“Yes,” she cries. “Ell,please.”
“Then you’d better suck my cock like you mean it.”
With a little gasp, she gets back to work. I’m already closer than I want to be, and I have a feeling Rhett is too. I wish I could see his face. Feeling him fucking into Wren is pure heaven, but I love watching him come.
“That’s it, Wren,” Elliot says proudly. “You’re being such a good girl tonight. Isn’t she, Oliver?”
“So good,” I murmur as I stroke her arm.
“Shit,” Rhett chokes out. I feel him pull out, and the way he groans tells me he’s probably coming all over Wren’s back. “Fuck,fuck.”
“You hear that?” Elliot says as he holds Wren’s hair. “You did that to him. You and your perfect, tight ass.”
She sucks him more enthusiastically before letting out a choked whimper. Now that Rhett isn’t fucking her, I’ve grabbed her waist, and I’m thrusting into her harder. I’m so close,so close,and the need for release is almost unbearable at this point.
“Princess,” I groan hoarsely.
As if she knows I’m right on the edge, she releases Ell’s cock and slams her lips to mine. The kiss consumes me—no,sheconsumes me—and it sends pure, fiery heat shooting through every nerve in my body. I whimper into her mouth, and she eats up the sound like she’s starved for me.
“Come for me,” Wren whispers as she works her hips.
The movement practically forces the orgasm out of me. I clutch her sides as it hits me so hard my vision goes blank. By the time I’ve resurfaced and can form a coherent thought, I realize I’m babbling. “Princess, so good,fuckiloveyou,I love all of you so much, you all complete me—”
With a giggle, Wren kisses me again. I groan as my body turns to jelly. As I begin moving my lips in any sort of put-together manner, Wren is pulled away from me.
“That’s enough,” Elliot says gruffly.
“Jealous?” Wren teases, just barely licking the tip of his cock.
“Don’t test me, love. Not unless you’re willing to deal with more consequences than the ones you’ve already earned.”
With a nervous squeak, Wren tries to get off of me to let me go. But before she’s moved more than an inch, I grab her hips to hold her still.
“Let me stay inside of you,” I say, still out of breath. “Please.”
As she smiles down at me, her fingertips ghost across my cheek. “Whatever you’d like.”
As Wren finally gives all her attention back to Elliot, he groans and grabs her hair. I can tell he’s having trouble holding back, but I also know he’d never do something to Wren that could scare or trigger her.
By this point, we’ve all realized that Wren needs to have all the control in a position like this. She’s not at a point yet where she can have her air cut off, even momentarily. Hell, she may never get back to that point, and that’s okay.
“Wren,shit,”Elliot moans. It only makes Wren work up and down his dick with more enthusiasm.
“That’s it, Wren,” I rasp. “Make him come in your mouth. Make me proud.”
