“Look at that gorgeous, dragon-sized dick. The man is a revolutionary sadist.”
Charity scrambled to hands and knees, red-faced, disheveled, and perfect. She stared at the dildo. “That won’tfit.”
It was almost as girthy as her wrist. “Doc?”
“I’m sure it will. With lube.” He squirted some more on the tip and watched the liquid cruise down to the base as he turned it to and fro. “And our pretty little princess will open her legs and take it.”
Her mouth did a mock downturn. She screwed one eyebrow higher then slowly poked out her tongue. I thought of all the things I could do with that tongue. The doctor was rubbing off on me. Luckily for Charity, he was preoccupied with daubing more lube on the dragon dick.
I leaned down and took a good turn of her hair in my fist. “Should I stick a peg on that tongue?” She pulled in her tongue, fast. “Now open that mouth, wide…wider than that.”
A peg, or a binder clip, or maybe a heavier hinge clip. Yep, the doc had contaminated my brain.
I lavished a few firm strokes of my hand on my dick then angled up her head. I gave her a slow appraisal because simply thinking about how this would feel in there, fucking her mouth, was making me ache in the best way and get harder.
I traced along her bottom lip, felt her tongue do a small circle, welcoming me, I guess.
With my breathing on hold, I eyed her breast where the pierced nipple was visible. “We should make that permanent.” I wanted to brand her, something fierce. Then I pushed into her, past teeth, over tongue, sliding over soft, wet territory. Territory I figured I now owned.
Her eyes widened, her nostrils flared, and she flicked her focus to my shaft that now joined us into one obscenely hot sexual creature.
“Good girl. Behave or I’ll put another needle down there.” I shoved further, swore. “I’ll bet you’re almost wanting that, almost?” Enough to make her waggle her ass, anyway.
She whined in a wet burble, eyebrows angling, then nodded, rocking my dick.
I swore again and took her head between my hands, hair tangled in my fingers, and I thrust and grunted.
The doc, kneeled, and put a hand on her pussy with that green dildo aiming—I had no doubt—straight at her cunt. She squirmed, froze, her jaw slackened, and her eyes jammed shut.
That panting she was doing through her nose, past my dick…damn.
All of that along with the molten-hot suction of her mouth on my cock… I was suddenly convinced this, this whole situation here on the island, must be a form of dark magic. This was as addictive as crack.Fuck. I shoved in deep and held myself there, inside her mouth, partway to her throat, listening to her struggling to breathe. If only I could leave it in her, forever.
The doc’s hand moved forward, thrusting dragon dick into her with a screwing motion. Charity made sounds deep in her chest, thrumming vibrations into my cock. My dick squirted some come but I held it back, stopped the rest. Teeth gritted, balls tight, like they had a knot in them, I stopped myself. Back in control, I restarted with the fucking of her mouth, and noted the doctor had stuck his cock into her ass.
We jammed deep at the same second, fastening our overwhelmed, gargling, whimpering doll in place.
The noises she made… Tears were running down her face.
“Spit-roast.” I smiled.
Her hands flexed on the floor as the force of his fucking shoved her forward. Her ass was a sight to behold with him rutting her. He pulled out and started to take her ass hard and fast. I chose to stay still because the rocking was enough, more than enough to get me off, what with her tongue doing nasty things and her gulps squeezing down on me.
I swore a few more nasty curses and hung on for the ride. The smack as he forced dick into her butt and her gurgles and spluttering around me filled the room—wet, animal noises of raw sex, of two men fucking one woman.
20
CHARITY
Being caught between them, spit-roasted, and dominated would almost have been enough to make me come if that green, tree-trunk-sized dildo hadn’t slid and fallen out and gonethunkto the floor. And if I could have, I would have lowered my head to look down at my body, to absorb the sight of that fucking long line of needles the doctor had stuck into me. The pain was less now but still a surreal reminder of being theirs. The one that ran through my clit hood was the perfect full stop. I felt stretched out, nailed in place like a butterfly, and claimed, and ever so needy.
The grunts of the men as they fucked me, the noises of my mouth being used, this was music I wanted and craved, it was music I never realized I needed. I couldn’t climax from this alone, but I didn’t care.Cassius put a needle in my clit.
I rolled up my eyes so I could lock gazes with him where he stood. His cock slid in and when the doctor speared in hard and rocked me forward, he was squished in further, up to his balls. The intensity in his eyes said ‘I want you. I want to keep you’. His words had echoed that, and now his hands owned my head and gripped me…and I wanted this.
I was mental to want this.
When the doctor at last rammed in and came, Cassius took that as a cue to fuck my mouth properly and faster. Teeth bared, he came, filled my mouth, spilling come in thick jets, the whole of his cock pulsing as he emptied.