Page 36 of C is For Corruption (Horsemen #3)

It happened so fast that I didn’t realize Leighton had moved until I felt the pressure of his finger join Craig’s cock buried inside of me.

He curled his finger toward the spot inside me that caused my entire body to lock up with the strength of my orgasm.

My vision went black, and my hearing faded briefly.

“That’s right, Ma Petit , squirt all over his cock.” Leighton whispered in my ear as he pressed a second finger against my entrance, slowly easing it into me with each of Craig’s thrusts.

”So… full…” I whimpered. “I can’t...”

“Shhh, you can do it, Bunny. Focus on me.” Craig cooed, his hands skimming up my sides in a gentle caress as his hips slowed to allow me time to adjust to the new sensations.

After a few moments, my body began to move of its own accord, my hips rolling as I mindlessly tried to take them both deeper and faster. A dark, dangerous chuckle was all the warning I got before Leighton worked a third finger into me alongside Craig’s dick.

“That’s right, Ma Petit , take everything we give you like the greedy girl you are.” he breathed against my ear. The tone of his voice was nearly enough to throw me over the edge again, but the cold touch of lube along his fingers stopped me from falling over.

“One more, Bunny.” Craig groaned, clicking the toy up a setting.

It was exactly what I needed, my entire body shattering under the weight of my orgasm.

I collapsed forward on Craig’s chest, and he and Leighton continued to work me over as if I weren’t a boneless, mindless puddle already.

Leighton’s free hand slid from the base of my neck down my back and over my ass until he reached where they were stretching me wide.

“Fuck, this is hotter than I imagined.” Leighton murmured. “Are you ready for me, Ma Petit? ” I could only moan in response.

He pulled his fingers free of my body, and I let out a bereft whimper. Craig’s chest rumbled beneath me in a silent laugh as his hands went to my hips to force me to remain still. My body instinctively tensed when I felt the tip of Leighton’s cock against my opening.

“Relax, Bunny. We’ve got you.” Craig said, moving one hand to my back to rub soothing circles. “Relax and breathe.”

Leighton slowly pressed forward, a slight pinching sensation accompanying his movements as he inched his way into my core alongside Craig.

Craig focused on keeping me relaxed and breathing while Leighton worked to seat himself fully inside me at a torturously slow pace that allowed me time to adjust to the overwhelming and slightly uncomfortable sensation of fullness.

“Fuuuuck,” Leighton groaned, stilling completely when his hips were finally pressed against my ass.

“Holy… shit…” Craig’s moan was deep and guttural as his eyes rolled back in his head. “Those… fucking piercings…"

Leighton chuckled knowingly, and I attempted to roll my hips, wanting to pull that sound out of Craig again. He swatted my ass instead, causing me to still.

“Give us a minute, Ma Petit.” Leighton panted. “It’s a tight fit, we all need to adjust so we don’t blow too soon.”

I don’t know how long we stayed like that, me stuffed full of both of them, none of us moving, before Leighton finally rolled his hips experimentally. Craig and I both moaned at the same time, Craig muttering something nearly unintelligible about Leighton’s piercings again.

“Ride him,” Leighton ordered, reaching around to pull my back to his chest.

I rolled my hips without hesitation, the pressure and discomfort giving way to a depth of pleasure I’d never felt before.

Leighton moved his hips so that he was thrusting in tandem with my movements on Craig’s cock, both of them making wild and feral sounds that mingled with my primal moans.

When Craig started moving, my body stilled between them, unable to function with their alternating strokes.

My eyes rolled back in my head before falling shut, and I was lost in pure sensation.

Their hands were everywhere, and the toy was still pulsing and vibrating on my clit.

One of them pinched my nipples, causing my entire soul to shatter as one long, seemingly never-ending orgasm rolled over me.

I was awash in pleasure, lost to the tides of it, and completely swept away, certain that I’d died and this was what heaven felt like.

I barely felt the sting of teeth in my shoulder or heard the groans as their hips stuttered to a stop, the heat of their release only dragging out my own until it took me completely under into unconsciousness.

When I finally came too, Craig was cleaning me up with a warm washcloth, and Leighton was finishing securing a fresh sheet. My mouth fell open in shock at the implication they had knocked me out so thoroughly they could change it without disturbing me.

“Welcome back,” Leighton grinned, climbing into the bed beside me as Craig moved to do the same on the other side. “I want to ask how you’re feeling, but I have to tell you something first.”

He looked so nervous I couldn’t help but worry. “What? Oh God, did you guys rip me?”

“No, no, no,” He rushed out, reaching an arm back to rub his neck. “I, uh, I bit you hard enough to break the skin and I didn’t ask if it was okay first. Craig cleaned it up and put antibiotic ointment on it, but uh… yeah… I shouldn’t have done that.”

“L, I’m proud of you. I think that’s the first time I’ve ever heard you being worried about it before.” Craig said, but there wasn’t any humor in his voice. It was sincere praise for his friend.

“I’m not an idiot. I always get consent. Usually in writing so they can’t sue me.” Leighton scoffed.

“I think I’d prefer to be asked in the future, but given the circumstances and the fact I was barely aware of anything at that point…

I can see how it got away from you. It’s fine.

” I said, reaching up to smooth the worry lines from his forehead with a small, tired smile.

I could see him physically relax as he snuggled back in against me.

“Besides, if this is the reward I get after being tortured by Az all morning, I gotta know when our next run is.”