Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Hunter crosses to me, grabs my jaw, and kisses me hard, his tongue inside my mouth before I can react. He tastes different—darker, heavier. His hands are on my hips, then my ass, and I’m lifted just enough that my feet leave the floor.
Lachlan moves behind me, and the two of them pass me back and forth like a bottle at a frat party.
“Tell me you want it,” Hunter says, his breath hot in my ear.
I nod, but it’s not enough. “Yes,” I whisper, “please, Daddy—“
He bends me over the edge of the robe shelf, the fabric soft but the wood beneath hard and unyielding. My dress rides up, and I’m glad I wore black panties but it’s pointless—Hunter peels them aside, exposing my pussy to the cold air and the heat of his gaze.
“Good girl,” he says, and then I hear him unzipping. His cock is pressed against my ass, and there’s a split second where I’m terrified—what if someone walks in, what if the archbishop himself comes to check the vestments—but the terror just turns me on more.
“Open up,” Hunter growls. “You’re going to take Daddy’s cock in your ass tonight. Right here, in God’s house.”
I moan, too loud, and he clamps a hand over my mouth.
Lachlan steps in front of me, unbuckling his pants with slow, theatrical care. He’s already hard, the head of his cock dark with arousal. He threads his fingers into my hair, tips my head up, and then slides his cock past my lips, slow but not gentle. My mouth is filled, my jaw aching in the best way. He holds me there, just breathing and watching my eyes until I blink, tears welling.
Behind me, Hunter slicks his cock with spit, then lines it up with my asshole. “Relax, baby girl,” he rasps, but it’s not a suggestion. “You love being fucked in the ass. You’re our little buttslut, remember?”
I do love being fucked in the ass now, and I’ve serviced them many times with my tight little knot, but still, each time takes my by surprise. Hunter’s huge, and the stretch is always so much. He pushes in, one thick inch at a time, and I’m shaking, my hands white-knuckled on the wood of the shelf as my rim stretches, my asshole straining to take his length. I want to scream but all I can do is whimper around the cock in my mouth.
“Mmmph!” I squeal. “Ummmph!”
“That’s it,” Hunter says, his voice all praise and violence. “Take my cock inside your hungry asshole, sweetheart. You have a slutty butt that craves Daddy’s cock. Take every inch until I’m balls deep.”
Meanwhile, Lachlan moves in rhythm with Hunter, pushing deeper into my mouth as Hunter sinks into my ass. I’m impaled, pinned, filled in both ends, and the sensation of being spit-roasted is like a drug.
“Fuuuuuck,” Hunter rasps as he sinks all the way into my anus. “Goddamn.”
“You’re such a good little slut,” Lachlan murmurs. “God made you for this.”
My vision is swimming as drool slips off my chin. The tears are real now, but it’s perfect. I’m split and owned and I want it to last forever.
Hunter grins, relentless as always. Now, he’s fucking my ass with slow, brutal thrusts. “You love it,” he says. “You love being our little anal whore, don’t you?”
I try to nod, and Lachlan laughs. “She can’t answer you right now, bro. She’s got other things in her mouth.”
Hunter speeds up, the sound of flesh on flesh echoing off the stone. “She doesn’t need to. I can feel her asshole sucking me in each time. Goddamn, you’re such a fucking slut with this hungry asshole desperate for dick all the time!”
The dirty words are so rude, but I love it. I whine and moan, big breasts shaking as I’m violated again and again, choking on the cock in my throat. The pleasure is overwhelming, a spiral that tightens and tightens until it explodes, my vision going black.
“Unnnh!” I scream helplessly, eyes rolling up into the back of my head. “Mmmmph!”
My whole body spasms, my asshole clamping down on Hunter’s cock as he groans, violently milking him.
“Fuck!” he cries. “Oh shit shit shit! I’m going to lose it!”
Meanwhile, a second orgasm overtakes me. My cunt is empty but I feel it clench, then gush with honeyed nectar even as my asshole seizes on Hunter again. I must scream, because Lachlan grunts and pulls out, stroking his shaft as hot cream sprays on my face.
“Fuck,” he rasps. “You look so pretty like this, sweetheart. You were always meant to be facialized and creamed hard.”
I can’t see, the globs of semen coating my lashes and making them stick together, but I don’t care because Hunter’s still pounding away in my ass. The big man lasts a second longer, then slams all the way in and floods me with hot spunk, the heat of his come searing my rectum.