Page 127 of Mark Us Little Bear
“Sit still, I’m almost done.” Bradley’s shirtless back is staring at me. I gawk at his fallen angel tattoo for a split second while the buzz of the machine echoes.
“There you are,” needle-to-skin, “What are you doing?”
“I’ve been waiting to do this.” He turns it off. “You’re up next it won’t take long.”
“That fucker forced me to get on my knees,” Ronnie lifts himself up, stretching his neck as he strides to look at his new tattoo in the mirror.
“Well, it’s your turn to get on your knees, Little Bear.” Bradley’s sweet grin turns into a wicked smirk. “Hop on the bed.”
“Is that Luka’s equipment?” I ask, climbing on the leather bed.
“There are like five tattoo artists in this place right now, it’s everyone’s equipment.” He flips me onto my stomach, lifts my ass in the air, and ties my hands behind my back with a rubber band. “Sit still for ten minutes unless you want to be fucked by two dicks tonight.”
“Is that a promise?” I smirk and a resounding smack lands on my ass.
Fuck.
I purse my lips as my walls clench.
“It’s not comfortable.”
“It doesn’t need to be.” Bradley sanitizes my neck and grabs the machine. “Do you trust me?
“Yes.”
“I already have this tattoo on my neck, Ronnie has it and now you will. It’s for us.”
“Do it,” I look into his eyes, clenching again as two fingers slide under my dress, move my underwear aside, and enter my wet center.
“Relax,” Ronnie pushes them farther inside, “You can clench around me while he marks you.”
And as the machine starts and digs into my skin, Ronnie rubs my clit and works his fingers so delectably inside me. Unmoving,I’m forced to take all the deliciousness they plant in me and upon me.
“She is dripping,” Ronnie growls.
I am.
When I’m around them I can’t help it.
I’m a puddle inside and out when I look at them.
In and out, his fingers thrust and thumb drawing circles around my clit. Moan after a moan for long minutes. I take it like a good girl and spasm when the peak nears.
“I’m done,” Bradley cleans the tattoo fast, puts ointment on it, and seals it.
“I’m coming,” I shout. White hot clouding my vision. Ronnie’s lips suck my clit hard as he works faster, increasing his speed.
Large hands palm my ass cheeks, separating them before his tongue slide between, licking the rim of my back hole rapidly.
My nipples are hard as stone and my limbs hurt from this brutal position yet it feels so good to be at their mercy, taken like an animal, worshiped like a goddess.
“Ahh,” I utter a cry of pleasure from deep in my throat, spasming uncontrollably until it fades and the aftershocks subside.
“Little Bear…” Bradley softly flips me, kissing my cheek and helping me onto my feet. “I have something to say.” He is staring at us with eyes that say…
“I love you.” Ronnie steals the words from my mouth, and from him too by the look of Bradley’s frown he quickly wipes off.
“That was my line.”
