Page 104 of Ink Me Three Times
Behind me, Mitchell begins to thrust, deep, rhythmic strokes that make me jolt forward into Timothy with every motion. It’s intense. Full. I’m completely stuffed, completely owned, and the way they use me, like I’m theirs to ruin, only makes me wetter.
Freddie’s not idle. He kneels beside me again, whispering filth into my ear as he trails his fingers down my back, watching every reaction like he’s cataloging me.
“She loves it,” he says, one hand between my legs again, stroking my clit in perfect circles. “She’s dripping down your cock, Mitch.”
“Good,” Mitchell growls, slamming harder. “I want her coming just like this.”
And I do.
Fast and brutal, my orgasm tears through me like a live wire, raw, blinding, unavoidable. It hits so hard, I nearly black out. My scream is caught in my throat, muffled by the fullness of Timothy’s cock, and that only makes it worse, better. I choke on the sound, on the pleasure, on the impossible pressure detonating between my legs.
My body locks up, back arching, thighs shaking violently. I can’t breathe. I can’t move. I’m held, by Mitchell’s strong arms around my waist, by Timothy’s hands gripping my jaw, by Freddie whispering filthy praise in my ear, and I’m completely at their mercy.
Timothy lets out a guttural curse. “Fuck, Ivy…” and then he’s pulsing in my mouth.
I feel it before I even register what’s happening, his cock twitching on my tongue, the hot, salty flood of him spilling down my throat. My eyes fly wide, tears streaming, but I don’t pull away.
I take it. All of it.
The moment shatters me. My orgasm crashes harder, deeper, pulled along by the shock and thrill of being so used, so completely consumed. I’m crying now, I think. My body’s convulsing, breath catching between gasps, moans, and the wrecked whimper of a girl who’s past her limit and still begging for more.
Timothy withdraws slowly, gently, and his hand cradles my cheek like he hasn’t just finished in my mouth. Like he didn’t justpush me to the edge of something dark and gorgeous and leave me gasping there.
“That’s it,” he murmurs. “You’re perfect. You did so good.”
The praise wrecks me more than the orgasm. I press my forehead to his chest, still trembling, still half-dazed. I feel Mitchell’s lips at my temple. Freddie’s hand on my spine.
“Holyfuck,” I moan, trembling, body still pulsing around Mitchell.
Freddie kisses me, deep and messy. “That’s one.”
I barely get a breath before Mitchell pulls out, and Freddie takes his place behind me. He slides in with ease, slower at first, coaxing the overstimulation into something new, something tender, almost romantic. But I know better. Freddie can be sweet, but he’s also filthy. It doesn’t take long for him to build speed, his hand tugging my hair back so I can’t look anywhere but at Timothy.
“You’re gonna take all three of us tonight,” Freddie growls. “Over and over. Until you forget who you are.”
They don’t let up.
Not even after my second orgasm crashes over me like a wave, or the third leaves me boneless and trembling. I’m dripping sweat, lips swollen, thighs shaking, but I’m not done.They’renot done.
Freddie pulls out slowly, gently, kissing the curve of my back. His voice is low and coaxing. “You’re okay?”
I nod weakly, voice wrecked. “Uh huh.”
“On your knees,” Timothy says, guiding me down to the rug. His voice is calm, but it carries that quiet command I’ve started to crave. “Hands behind your back.”
I obey without question, kneeling, palms pressed together behind me, chest heaving as I stare up at the three of them. They look… dangerous. Gorgeous. Hungry.
My pussy clenches involuntarily.
“Damn, look at her,” Freddie breathes, running his hand through his hair. “Completely wrecked and still ready for more.”
Mitchell’s pacing slowly now, cock still hard, glistening. “Think she can take us all again?”
Timothy crouches in front of me and tilts my chin up, his thumb dragging across my bottom lip. “You still with us, baby?”
I nod, meeting his eyes. “I want it.”
He grins. “Good girl, because I can tell you now, this night is only just beginning.”
