Page 32 of Doomed (Blackwood Brothers #2)

I feel her pussy clenching around Marcus’s cock, her body trembling with the telltale signs of an approaching orgasm. I tighten my grip on her hips, slowing her movements.

“Don’t you dare come on his cock,” I warn, my voice low and dangerous in her ear. “That privilege belongs to me alone.”

She whimpers around Jenson’s shaft, her eyes pleading as she looks back at me. When Jenson pulls away to catch his breath, she gasps.

“Please, Knox,” she begs, her voice breaking as Marcus hits that perfect spot inside her. “I need to come. Please let me come.”

“You know the rules,” I remind her, nipping at her shoulder. “If you need to come, Marcus pulls out. You only come on my cock.”

She nods frantically, desperate for release. “Yes, yes, please. I’ll do anything.”

I look at Marcus over her shoulder. “Pull out. Now.”

Marcus groans in frustration but complies, withdrawing from her slick heat. The moment he’s free, he reaches between her legs, finding her swollen clit with his fingers.

“Make her come,” I command, increasing my pace in her ass. “Make her come with my cock in her ass.”

Marcus rubs her clit hard and fast, his skilled fingers working in rhythm with my thrusts. Bianca goes rigid, her back arching as the orgasm tears through her.

“Fall apart for me,” I demand as her walls grip me tighter. “I need to feel you come undone.”

With a broken moan, she shatters, her release gushing out of her and splashing onto Marcus’s hand and stomach. The sight of her squirting has all three men groaning in appreciation.

“Fuck,” Victor mutters. “That’s incredible.”

“Damn, Blackwood,” Jenson adds, his eyes fixed on Bianca’s trembling form. “You’ve got the perfect prey.”

I watch Bianca’s body tremble with aftershocks. My cock throbs inside her ass, desperate for release, but I’m not done sharing her yet.

“Jenson,” I call out, buried deep inside her. “Her pussy’s empty and needing attention. Your turn.”

Jenson’s eyes light up as he moves between her legs. “Gladly,” he says, positioning himself at her entrance.

“Easy,” I warn him. “She’s sensitive after that orgasm.”

He nods, pushing into her with one smooth thrust. Bianca’s back arches against my chest, a strangled moan escaping her lips as he fills her completely.

“Surrender to the sensation,” I urge. “My good girl deserves all this pleasure.”

We find our pace again—Jenson thrusting into her pussy while I fuck her ass. The sensation of another man’s cock sliding against mine through that thin wall of flesh is mind-blowing.

After several minutes, I tap Jenson’s shoulder. “Switch with Victor. Let’s see if she can handle his monster.”

Jenson withdraws reluctantly, and Victor steps up eagerly. His cock is significantly thicker than Jenson’s—a challenge even for experienced women.

“Go slow,” I instruct him. “Build her up to it.”

Victor nods, pressing the bulbous head of his cock against her entrance. He pushes forward gradually, giving her time to adjust to his impressive girth.

Bianca groans loudly, her body tensing around me as Victor continues his careful invasion.

“You okay, baby?” I ask, genuinely concerned despite my arousal. I stroke her hair, turning her face toward mine so I can read her expression.

Her eyes are glazed with pleasure, pupils blown wide. “Yes,” she gasps, her voice barely recognizable. “I’ve never—I’ve never been so turned on.”

My cock twitches at her words. Fuck, she’s perfect. Made for this. Made for me.

Holy fuck. The sensation of Victor’s cock sliding against mine through that thin barrier of flesh has my eyes rolling back. She’s so incredibly tight with both of us inside her, I can barely think straight. Victor’s thick shaft jerks rhythmically, each motion sending shockwaves through my own cock.

“Fuck, baby,” I groan into her ear. “You feel that? Both of us filling you up completely?”

She moans around Jenson’s cock, her throat working as she takes him deeper.

“I can feel his cock against mine,” I tell her, surprised by how much I’m enjoying the sensation. “Fuck, it feels good. His cock pulsing right next to mine inside you.”

Victor increases his pace slightly, and I match his rhythm. The friction is unbelievable—her tight ass gripping me while Victor’s thick shaft creates additional pressure.

Bianca pulls off Jenson’s cock with a gasp. “Knox,” she pants. “I’m—I’m going to come again. I can’t hold it.”

“Victor,” I command immediately, “pull out. Now.”

Victor groans in frustration, but withdraws from her cunt. I maneuver Bianca off my cock and flip her onto her knees on the floor.

“All three of you,” I order, positioning myself behind her. “Come in her mouth. Feed my girl your cum while I breed her ass.”

The three men circle around her face, stroking themselves furiously as I thrust back into her tight hole. Her ass welcomes me home, squeezing around my length as I establish a punishing rhythm.

“Open wide, princess,” I growl, slapping her ass hard enough to leave a handprint. “Take their cum like a good girl while I fill this perfect ass.”

I grip Bianca’s hips tight enough to bruise as I pound into her ass. The sight of her taking three men’s cocks in her mouth, one after another, has me on the edge of sanity.

“Christ, look at that,” I growl, watching as Victor tangles his fingers in her hair.

“Swallow every drop,” he commands hoarsely, pushing deep.

Bianca moans around him, her throat working as she swallows his release. Victor pulls back, his expression almost reverent as he watches her lick her lips.

“Good girl,” I praise, slapping her ass hard. “Two more to go.”

Jenson steps up next, already stroking himself frantically. He barely gets his cock between her lips before he’s cursing, his release hitting the back of her throat. Bianca takes it all, not spilling a drop as her eyes water from the force.

“Fuck, she’s incredible,” Jenson mutters, stepping back on shaky legs.

Marcus is last, his cock replacing Jenson’s. I increase my pace, feeling my own orgasm building as I watch Bianca eagerly accept his shaft.

“Come for her,” I command Marcus. “Give my girl what she needs.”

Marcus groans, his hips jerking as he empties himself in her mouth. Bianca’s eyes close as she swallows, her body trembling between us.

The sight of her taking all three loads pushes me over the edge. My rhythm falters as my release hits me like a freight train.

“Fuck, Bianca,” I growl, digging my fingers into her flesh. “Take my cum in this perfect ass.”

I feel her clench around me as her own orgasm tears through her. She cries out, her limbs shaking violently as pleasure overwhelms her.

“Fall apart while I fill you,” I rasp, surrendering everything I have to her depths.

As the last aftershocks of my release fade, Bianca’s strength gives out. She collapses forward, and I adjust to catch her, pulling her against my chest as we both sink to the floor.

She curls into me as I shift us to lie together on the floor, completely spent, her breath coming in short gasps against my neck. Her body feels boneless in my arms, utterly exhausted from our activities.

I cradle Bianca against my chest, stroking her sweat-dampened hair away from her face. Pride swells in my chest as I look down at her—flushed, exhausted, and thoroughly claimed.

“You were fucking incredible,” I murmur against her temple, pressing a kiss there. “Taking all of us like that. So perfect for me.”

I run my fingers along her spine, feeling the fine tremors coursing through her. The other men have backed away, giving us space, though their appreciative gazes linger on her.

“My beautiful, filthy girl,” I continue. “You shocked them all. Nobody expected you to be so fucking perfect, so willing to please.”

Bianca shifts against me, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine. Despite her exhaustion, a slow smile spreads across her lips—not embarrassed or ashamed, but pleased—proud even.

“Really?” she whispers.

“God, yes,” I assure her, tightening my arms around her. “You have no idea how sexy you were. How perfect.”

Her smile widens, and she curls into me more completely, nuzzling against my chest like a contented cat. Her fingers trace lazy patterns across my skin as she presses closer, seeking my warmth and approval.

“I’ve never felt like this before,” she admits softly, molding against me.

I press another kiss to the top of her head. “That’s because you’re mine now. Only I know what you need. What you crave.”

She hums in agreement, her smile evident against my skin as she curls even tighter against me, fitting herself against me like she was made for me.