Page 66 of Asphyxia
“Ready to be thoroughly filled with your two favorite cocks, Mads.”
She nodded eagerly, her eyes dropping down between her thighs as she watched me slowly push my way into her.
A loud whimper, borderline strangled scream broke from her throat as her head fell back against Marcus’s shoulder, and I took her legs in my hands, pushing them even wider apart.
“Ffffuuuccckkkk, bro.” Marcus hissed, his hips tilting up against her ass.
“Almost there.” I groaned as I gradually drove myself deeper, inch by inch.
Tight was a fucking understatement for how she felt with both of us stuffed inside of her.
“Well, darling, it looks like you can, in fact, take us both together. Now let’s see if this pussy can handle being fucked by our cocks at the same time.”
I gripped her thighs as I started thrusting my hips in and out, letting her get used to the combined size, our cocks moving as one.
Madison groaned, digging her nails into my forearms as I picked up the pace.
“Fuck yeah, that’s it, Mads. Take it all. Every single fucking inch of us.” I growled with feral need.
I could see Marcus playing with her tits and nipples as I released one of her thighs and repositioned my hand to play with her clit, her body already starting to tremble.
“Oh, fuck. Please. Fuck. Oh god.” Madison incoherently breathed her words, moaning and writhing between our bodies. “Marcus… Dean—” She wheezed, and I felt her pussy clamp around us like a vice.
“You can get louder than that, darling. Come on. Scream for us as you come all over our cocks.”
I pulled her body up from Marcus, bouncing her between us and roughly fucking her as deep as she could take us.
Marcus let out a satisfied groan under Madison’s cries, unable to control her volume.
“You there yet, Marcus,” I grunted, my throat growing dry as sweat started beading along my brow.
“If you’re asking if I’m about to blow my load, then yes, fucking let her come already.” Marcus adjusted his grip, sliding his hands over her thighs to keep them spread as I held onto the back of her head and waist and pounded into her.
“You heard him, Mads. Come for us. Cover these cocks in your sweet cum like you own them. Because you fucking do.”
Madison screamed our names, her voice breaking with the sound as her climax ripped through her, and I felt her cum leaking out between us.
“Time to fill you up, darling.” I breathed as I felt my balls tighten from her tight pussy’s grip.
Marcus and I came almost at the same time, filling her until our cum mixed with hers started dripping out of her and onto the floor.
Madison sagged against me, utterly spent, as I pulled her face back to claim her mouth with mine—a long, passionate, and deep kiss, one that nearly stole whatever breath I had left.
“Let’s get you cleaned up and then pass the fuck out,” I murmured against her lips before tasting them one more time.
…And this is when I undeniably accepted that I no longer wanted to live a life where Madison and I didn’t belong to one another.
Chapter 30
Madison
ONEWEEKLATER.
Oak Park Prison—a non-government-mandated maximum security facility with heavily guarded grounds that now housed Adrian behind its tall barbed wire fencing.
This prison hadn’t been around long, newly designed and built to cater to the various needs of Alpha-Six.
Pulling up to the guard shack at the main gate, I rolled down my window and held up the ID card I’d stolen from one of their officers.
