Page 108 of Lourdes & the Mafia
I want her fucking trembling.
I want her at our fucking mercy.
“Harder.”
He obeys and she jerks against the bonds. He gives equal attention to both nipples, caressing, lifting, kneading, pushing together all while he plays and has his fun.
“Lorenzo.” I turn my attention to her backside, where he’s feasting like a starving man. “I think it’s time for penetration.” He pulls away from her body, licking his lips as he goes. I can scent her on him, and my mouth waters, wanting a taste of her too. “Has she had your tail inside her yet?”
Lorenzo chuckles, nipping at the inside of her thighs with his teeth. “She has.”
Jealousy and want flare through me and I get my emotions under control. “Is that so?” There’s a hard edge to my voice. “Then she won’t have a problem taking it again, will she?”
“I certainly hope not.”
“Lorenzo?”
“Hm?”
“Make her fucking come. Make her cream all over your tail and when she’s finished?” I lean forward, a wicked gleam at my mouth. “I want to fucking taste.”
He cackles and lifts the end of his tail, pushing it against the lips of her pussy. He probes her tight little entrance, sliding it in a fraction. She thrashes, trying to sway backwards and pierce herself onto his tail, but Ramiel holds her steady, biting her nipples until bruises start to form on her breasts.
Lorenzo dives into her body, slowly, torturously. I applaud the restraint, the way he begins to wring pleasure out of her body like it’s a sport for him. He moves steadily, his tail curling and uncurling inside her. Her body spasms, like she’s close but not quite there yet.
“Play with her clit.”
Lorenzo obeys every command I give. His claws go beneath where she swings, touching her clit that’s hidden from my view. I watch as he puts varying degrees of pressure against her, his claws digging in and out of her skin while his tail works her up to the high.
I hold my breath as her body vibrates against them. I can feel it through the ropes. My own spider web, and she’s the little fly caught within my strands. Her trembles flow through me and I want more. Always more.
“Now, Lorenzo. Make her come now.”
He chuckles against her flesh. His tail curls against her, his claws scrape, his body hums.
And then Lourdes is falling. Screaming. The swing rocks and they try to hold her steady between them as they pull the desire from her entirely.
She creams against Lorenzo’s tail and the sharpness of her arousal coats the air around us.
He pulls out with a squelching, wet sound and she whimpers, but the sharp point of his tip is there to lap up the juices that slip from her cunt. They slide over the hard skin of his tail and he balances the juices there. Without turning, his tail extends in my direction, hovering near my mouth. Waiting.
I salivate as I catch a whiff of her on him.
“Look at me, Lourdes.”
With a groan, she turns her face in my direction, her breathing growing harsher as she witnesses the sight of her cream against my brother’s tail.
I lean forward, gripping him in my fist to hold him steady. I close my mouth around the hard tip. It’s like having a dull blade inside my mouth. Hard, sharp. But it’s the taste that makes me moan. That makes my eyes roll to the back of my skull.
Musky and so very… her.
Her taste is everything I ever imagined it would be, and I lap it up over my tongue, sucking his tail down to the back of my throat to lick her essence clean off his body. Once her taste is completely gone from his tail, I pull it out of my mouth with a pop.
“Dios,” she groans. “That was so fucking hot.”
I release Lorenzo’s tail. “It’s time to release you from these bonds.”
Slowly, I let the ropes go slack. First, I release her ankles, and she widens her stance with a breath of relief, letting her knees fall open. As they do, they slide lower towards Ramiel.
