Page 14 of No Way Out
In a way, I almost knew it hadn’t been Demetri, but what did he have to gain from this?
My brain twisted and stretched inside my skull, trying to manipulate some sort of answer that would feel real enough, justifiable for these actions.
Remembering the call with my best friend, my heart began to race again while I tried to conjure a way out of this labyrinth.
“We’re not done,” his voice cut through my thoughts.
Harkins’ hold on me tightened protectively, his exhale in my ear sending goosebumps down my neck before he whispered, “There’s a killer in the maze.” I froze.
He knew there was a killer in the maze. Did Demetri think Ezekiel’s goal was to blackmail us into fucking him? That we were possibly the next victims? I looked back down at the devastatingly beautiful face beneath me.
I knew exactly what I’d need to do to get out of here now.
And I was really going to enjoy it, too.
“Put your fingers in her ass. I want her ready to fuck both of us.” His announcement was nearly as abrupt as the two fingers he slid inside my pussy.
They were long, reaching deep, his knuckles caressing as he explored my body. I whimpered, needy for more but unable to vocalize my demands.
That’s when Harkins’ fingers joined Ezekiel’s. It was much thicker, shorter, but equally as effective as the two dualed between my legs for dominance.
To see who could make me unravel faster.
“Oh fuck,” I gasped, my mind going blank as everything but their fingers stopped mattering.
My arms were tingling behind my back from the pressure of Demetri’s hold, but the idea of both of them fucking me at once was enough to make me drool through lazy, parted lips as they found a rhythm. They took turns hitting my g-spot so that the pressure was constant, unrelenting, and the next orgasm took me down without mercy.
“Oh God!” I cried out as my cum gushed down my legs.
“Don’t insult me, Camila. A girl like you gave up believing in God a long time ago.” Ezekiel hooked his fingers inside me, using it to pull my pussy closer to his face.
That pierced tongue found its way between my legs again, cleaning the mess I’d made from their joint work. Demetri let out a content hum in my ear, softly whispering, “So good, so obedient.” I purred from the praise, melting into his grip, so solid and heavy around me.
My arms were slightly numb from the way he held them back, but my mind was soon distracted by the feel of his fingers toying with the entrance of my ass. He rubbed around the delicate, puckered ring, a cry stumbling from my lips at how heightened every sensation felt after so many orgasms.
“Please,” I begged, my voice a pathetic whimper as my ass tilted upwards.
The lantern's fire dimmed, so quickly and so abruptly that the world became pitch black again, aside from the stars.
“Greedy little darkling,” I heard in front of me before the sound of a zipper pierced the air. “Tell our professor how badly you want us both to fill you up, to stretch your holes and pump you full of our cum until you leave a trail behind you through this maze.”
Harkins growled behind me, his fingers still teasing the entrance of my ass.
He needed to know, he needed to understand. His fingers slid inside me again, collecting lubricant before pressing against my puckered hole.
“I-I do,” I confessed. “I want you both.” At once, two of Demetri’s thick fingers pushed through the tight barrier, filling me from behind.
I gasped, backing into him to deepen the sensation.
Ezekiel let out a slow, dark chuckle before lifting up my right leg and dropping it over his arm. The head of his cock pressed against my clit, the cold steel of a curved barbell forcing my eyes wide from surprise. He rubbed up and down, my standing leg shaking from the overwhelming sensation.
“Fuck!” I cried out as he took his time entering me, savoring every inch of the experience.
“Did I beat you to it, professor?” There was a smugness to his tone, like he was reveling in knowing he took something from Demetri. “She’s sopping wet. I bet I could fit my whole arm inside her.”
I couldn’t respond, couldn’t deny or confirm while every stroke of his cock buried deeper inside me, his piercing rubbing against me in the most delicious way while Demetri’s fingers worked in harmony from behind to drive me to madness.
Harkins didn’t answer him, didn’t allow Ezekiel’s goading to push him over the edge. He knew he was the better man. He didn’t need to react.
