Page 19 of No Way Back
He tries to spit at me, but it lands next to me. Before I even register what’s happened, Demetri has already reached over andsent his fist against the cop’s face once more. Three teeth fly out, and I hear one bounce down a few steps.
“You keep that filthy cunt away from me, you crazy whore!” His protests only further encourage me, and soon, my grinding is nearly uncomfortable, my arousal wet against the fabric of my jumpsuit and the next orgasm claws at me for release.
“Please, baby,” I implore. “I need more, something, anything.” I’m practically crying, desperate with need, my body on fire.
Every inch of my flesh is sensitive, heightened by my last orgasm and drenched in visceral anticipation for more. I feel soft lips at the crook of my neck, my gasp loud, but when I turn to look, the mask is fully covering his face again. His hands are steady, working quickly to slip the jumpsuit off my shoulder.
There’s no wind, no chill in the air, but it feels like it. My nipples become ten times harder as I help him remove the rest of my clothing.
“Don’t fucking touch me!” The guard squirms frantically as I lower onto him once more.
“He’s really yappy.” I sigh. “It’s gonna be impossible to get anything done with all that distraction.
The man shouts as Demetri’s hand squeezes his cock underneath me while his other hand holds my ax up to the guard’s throat. “If she can’t use your dick, then there’s not a lot of use left for you.Understood?”
But he doesn’t stop. Instead, it somehow fuels him to scream louder, shouting for help into the stairwell. I grab the ax from Demetri’s hand and plunge the wooden butt of it into his mouth.
There’s only choking now, spurts of air and wet somethings coming from him. The relief from the noise is immediate, like when you get those ads on your phone for the little green noise.So fucking soothing.I make use of the moment by dropping the ax again and lining his semi-hard cock up with my entrance.
It’s unimpressive, but that’s not a shocker. I’m spending every day getting railed by Godzilla; it’s only natural everything else looks like the insurance gecko in comparison. I drip all over him regardless, though it has nothing to do with the man under me.
Demetri holds me to his body, positioning me just right so the guard’s cock slides inside me in one, smooth stroke. We both groan together.
“You’re disgusting,” I cackle at him. “Getting off to getting raped.”
Demetri rolls my hips, the friction delicious as he bounces me up and down the cop’s length. “If he didn’t want it, I bet his God would have stopped it.”
“It’s not enough. Please.” I sound like I’m crying, and it’s because I feel like I’m about to unravel. No part of this half-sized chub is doing anything for me, and every inch of me burns to be satisfied by my man. “I need you.” I finally tell him the words I know he has been waiting to hear.
“I’m yours.” It’s low and soft in my ear—just for me, just for us.
In total contrast, he’s hard, flipping me around reverse cowgirl with no regard to the other man inside me. His praying is muted by our heavy breathing, my moaning, and the sound of us colliding together.
Harkins holds me in his arms, and I’m desperate to kiss him, to feel closer in any way possible. I’d devour him if I could, eat him piece by piece if consuming him meant knowing him better. I feel a sudden emptying inside me, but the shock is brief as Demetri moves the man’s cock from my cunt to my ass.
It glides in, drenched in my sticky arousal as I lower all the way down. I moan approval, Harkins making magic with his fingers as he rubs circles around my clit, keeping every nerve ending on fire, never letting my pleasure flicker out. There’s no burn, no stretch. I’m so used to far wider things in there these days, but still, it's a satisfying sensation.
I lick my lips under my mask, knowing the best is yet to come. The head of Demetri’s fat cock pressing against my swollen cunt is only a warning. I instinctively squirm back, the only ounce of fear I’ve yet to feel all night.
His hand moves to the back of my neck, holding me in place and keeping me from inching away. He chuckles, “Where do you think you’re going?”
He pushes that monster inside me, and finally, there's the familiar burn I’d been starving for. His head isn’t even all the way in yet, but I can feel it struggling to squeeze inside with another man’s cock buried deep in my ass. “Shit,” I hiss, clawing at whatever I can beneath me.
“Stay right here.” Demetri hums in my ear, and with a firm grip on my hips, he slams his cock inside me.
My head goes numb, rays of lightning striking in my vision, my body shaking at just the feel of him sheathing himself inside me. He’s always so goddamn thick, so fucking hard, justsomuch. “I can feel you everywhere.” It comes out between pants.
“Good. I’m going to carve my name into your soul.” He slides his hand over the side of my head, raking his fingers through my hair. “I want to be so far inside you that I change your composition. I love you, Darkling.”
His voice is shaky, breaking and raspy.
“W-what’s wrong?” It’s not like him, and I’m immediately alarmed.
My hips slow, but he doesn’t stop thrusting.
Instead, he shakes his head. “I’ve been trying to find it for weeks now.”
“Find what?” I’m confused, trying to stay focused on what he’s saying, but every time Demetri’s cock ends up fully inside me, I forget the last sentence.
