Page 44 of The Price of Mercy
“D-don’t stop,” I whine, cupping his jaw. Somehow, sitting still makes all the new aches and pains reappear. My pussy clenches around him, and I feel it—the girth of Sam’s cock holding me open. The heat of him inside me soothes as much as it hurts. “You’re so big,” I can’t help but whine. I’m stretched farther than I ever imagined possible. But when Sam moves, I can tell that I was made for this. He glides in and out seamlessly as my body makes room for him.
That makes Sam smile. “I’m not always this—uhn—size.” The flush on his face spreads to his ears. “Had to go all out for you, baby; make your first time special.” Sealing his mouth over mine, he kisses me hard. “But I’m about to—” Groaning, his entire body quivers. ”Fuck.” His cock swells as he comes, each pulse of liquid heat making me twitch in response.
“Ahh!” I cling to him as his cum makes everything even hotter inside. Ohmygod.Ohmygod.I know we didn’t use protection, but— “You didn’t pull out.” As if to emphasize this point, he rocks his hips like he can’t help himself. Some of his cum leaks out around his cock, making an even bigger mess.
A satisfied smile curves on Sam’s lips. “Mmm, yeah. No. Your pussy’s too good, baby, so fucking good.” His muscles convulse as a final burst of cum paints my walls. “Ohhhh,yes, milk my cock.”
My blush darkens at how dirty he makes it sound. “Sam!” I smack his arm. “Stop coming! We have to go back to the store!”
How long does it take before a morning after pill is no longer effective? Do they even sell them at the corner store? Is there a pharmacy in town?
“Hey,” Sam murmurs, gently cupping my face. “We’ll get whatever you need, I promise.”
Biting my lip, I nod. “Okay.” The knot of worry in my chest isn’t gone, but kissing Sam helps ease my fears. I know that he’ll take care of me.
The mattress suddenly dips behind me, and a deep rumble skitters across my skin. “Tsk, tsk,Sam. Filling up that pretty pussy like you own it? That takes balls.” Kane’s lips skim my shoulder blade. “Let me see how much of a mess you made.”
Little shocks of surprise tingle down my limbs. “W-what?”
Kane lifts my hips and pulls me off of Sam’s cock, pushing my body forward until Sam and I tumble onto the bed. My face smushes against Sam’s pecs while Kane hoists my ass high in the air. Cum seeps out of my pussy, and a whisper of cool air blows across my sensitive flesh.
“Fuck, Siren,” Kane groans, “your pussy’s even prettier like this. All—” He slides a finger inside my core. “Used—” Then a second. “Up.” And a third.
I whine as he explores with his fingers, rubbing the same places that Sam just did. The stretch burns, but the warmth—thewetness—makes my body tremble. I squirm, trying to pull away, but Kane loops his arm around my thigh and holds me in place.
“Kane,” Sam growls, “what the fuck are you doing?”
“Enjoying your mess.” He doesn’t have to sound so pleased about it. “Inourpussy.”
My body convulses as Kane licks the cum leaking from my slit. “Kane!” I bury my face in Sam’s chest. “S-stop! That’s—you’re not supposed to do that!”
“Says who?” Spreading my lips apart with his thumbs, he dives back in, groaning as he licks up Sam’s release. “You taste good, Siren.”
Holy shit. Holyshitholyshitholyshit.
The pads of his fingers find my swollen clit, and I cry out from the sudden spark of pleasure. He doesn’t stop eating me out, and somehow it’s…really good.Trembling, I hold mybreath to keep from moaning. I shouldn’t give into this. He didn’t even ask first! Kane just decided on his own that this was what I’d want. I’m sure he’d call itgenerosity, but we all know that he has his own agenda.
He gets off on pushing my limits.
“That’s right, beautiful. You want to come, don’t you?”
My body spasms.Yes, I want to come. Obviously, I want to come. But this is— “Dirty,” I whine.
Sam runs his fingers through my hair, a pensive expression on his face. “If you like it, Mercy, then it’s fine. It can be dirtyandgood.”
“So good,” Kane slurs, sucking my clit into his mouth.
A bolt of pleasure shoots through my core and I come hard, clenching my entire body against it. A tear slips free, and Sam brushes it away without hesitation. I shouldn’t like this. My body shouldn’t react this way. Having two men on me at the same time—enjoying it—does this make me a slut?
Zane’s voice floats across the room, mocking me. “Looks like our dirty girl just came all over your face.”
Shame fills my chest, making it hard to breathe.
What makes itimpossible,however, is the wet smack of something long, hard, and hot against my pussy.
My body tenses. “No.” I can’t be fucked twice in one night by two men! Then I reallyama slut. “Kane, don’t?—”
He drags his cock through my folds, thrusting towards my ass. His balls smack my clit, making me gasp. Pleasure breaks through the pain, turning my aching flesh against me. I moan.
