Page 101 of Degradation
‘You’re doing so well, gorgeous,’ Mav murmurs in my ear.
Tears come to my eyes at the sting, and I feel Shade kissing me.
‘Almost,’ he whispers in a strained voice. ‘Fuck you feel so good. Just a little more. You’re taking me so good, baby. Just a little more.’ He lets out a growl. ‘That’s it.’
He lets out a long breath.
‘Very good. Are you okay?’
My nod is as shaky as the rest of me. ‘It hurts but it’s not so bad now.’
‘I’ll give it a minute, and then start moving slowly, okay?’
‘Okay.’
I feel him twitching inside me and the feeling isn’t all unpleasant, justweird.
My legs are shuddering, and I feel as if my whole body is straining.
‘Relax,’ Mav says slowly, kneading my shoulders. ‘You’re not gonna fall and you’re seated all the way down on Shade’s dick. There’s nowhere to go. You don’t need to work hard right now, okay?’
I nod, letting out a shuddering breath.
‘How does he feel inside you?’ Blake asks, one hand idly playing with my breast as he lolls on the bed with us, propped up on one elbow.
‘Big,’ I whisper.
Blake chuckles. ‘I’ll bet.’
‘I don’t think I can’t wait anymore,’ Shade sighs. ‘I have to move. Are you ready?’
‘Yes,’ I breathe.
He lifts me and Mav’s hands encircle my waist as if he’s spotting me. He keeps me steady as Shade pulls out of me and slides back in.
I gasp at the sensation - I feel sofull.
My eyes close.
‘No. Look at me.’
I do as he says, staring into his eyes for a few seconds before I focus on his chest and the way his body is moving, my eyes finding that daisy tattoo I noticed over his heart. His hips undulate almost leisurely with every slow thrust. Maybe I should do that, too.
The next time our bodies meet, I roll mine toward him in the same way he is. His grip on me tightens and he groans loudly.
‘Fuck, yes.’ He kisses me hard and increases his pace. ‘I knew you’d be a natural.’
He rises, bringing me with him. I half fall back into Mav, but he anchors me as my arms wind around Shade’s neck.
He pushes into me harder, going as deep as he can. It feels different. Better. And I find myself moaning into his neck, my teeth grazing his skin.
I don’t know why, but it feels right. My nails dig into his back, and he hisses.
‘She likes it like that,’ Blake murmurs, reaching between our bodies to my clit. This time he rubs it directly and I moan loudly.
‘Come for us again, beautiful,’ he orders. ‘Right on your stepbrother’s thick cock.’
He pinches my clit, and I squeal, my orgasm taking me without warning. My muscles contract hard, and I hear Shade grind out a ‘fuuuuuckkkk’, pulling me down roughly onto him before lifting me and urging me down again.
