Page 50 of Doomed (Blackwood Brothers #2)

I flip up her dress, revealing her ass. My hand comes down with a sharp crack against her flesh, making her gasp. Jenson groans when he spots the jeweled base of the plug nestled between her cheeks.

“Fuck, Knox. You’ve been training her ass?” His voice is rough with desire as he moves closer.

I grip the base of the plug and twist it slightly, making Bianca whimper. “Been keeping her plugged all day. Full of my cum from this morning.”

Jenson’s eyes darken as he runs a hand over his jaw. “That’s fucking hot.”

“You want a taste of my girl?” I ask, already knowing the answer. I unzip my jeans, releasing my hardening cock. “Why don’t you give her pretty pussy some attention while she sucks my dick?”

Bianca moans at my words, her fingers clutching the motorcycle seat.

Jenson drops to his knees behind her without hesitation.

I guide Bianca’s mouth to my cock, groaning as her warm lips envelop me. Her back arches suddenly, a muffled cry vibrating around my shaft as Jenson’s tongue makes contact with her sensitive flesh.

“That’s it,” I encourage, tangling my fingers in her hair. “Show him how good you are for me.”

I grip Bianca’s hair tighter, feeling her warm mouth work over me while Jenson continues his ministrations behind her. Her whimpers grow more desperate.

“Remember the rules, princess,” I growl, tugging her head back so she can see my eyes. “No coming. Not from his tongue.”

She nods frantically, her eyes glassy with need.

“Only I make you come. Understand?”

“Yes,” she gasps before taking me back into her mouth with renewed determination.

I watch her struggle, her thighs quivering as Jenson devours her cunt. Her lips falter on my cock when he hits a particularly sensitive spot, and I see the battle playing out across her features—the desperate need to obey warring with her body’s natural response.

“Please,” she begs, pulling away momentarily, her voice breaking. “Knox, I can’t?—”

“You can and you will,” I command, stroking her cheek almost tenderly. “Show me what a good girl you are.”

Jenson chuckles behind her. “She’s dripping for it, man. Practically flooding my tongue.”

“Time to switch it up,” I announce, pulling away from Bianca’s mouth. “I want to feel that pussy. Jenson, get over here. Let her suck your cock while I fuck her.”

Jenson doesn’t need to be told twice. He stands, unzipping his pants and freeing his hard length. “Gladly.”

We trade places, Jenson positioning himself in front of Bianca’s face while I move behind her. I run my hands over the curves of her ass, giving the plug a teasing twist before lining myself up with her entrance.

“Remember, princess,” I remind her, “you come on my cock and only my cock.”

Without warning, I slam into her, burying myself to the hilt in one powerful thrust.

Bianca’s reaction is immediate—her back arches sharply, a scream tearing from her throat. Her pussy clamps down around me violently as she comes instantly.

Bianca’s body shudders against me as her orgasm subsides, but she doesn’t miss a beat, wrapping her lips around Jenson’s cock. I grab her hips and start a slow, deep rhythm, watching her head bob in perfect time with my thrusts.

“Fuck, look at that pretty mouth work,” I groan, mesmerized by the sight of her taking Jenson deep. “Best cocksucker in Ravenwood, isn’t she?”

Jenson’s eyes are half-lidded, his breathing ragged as Bianca hollows her cheeks around him. “Jesus Christ,” he pants, one hand tangling in her hair. “Where’d you learn to suck cock like that?”

I laugh, slapping Bianca’s ass hard enough to make her moan around Jenson’s length. “I taught her everything she knows. Showed her exactly how to use that filthy mouth.”

Bianca pulls off with a pop, her hand continuing to stroke Jenson as she looks over her shoulder at me, eyes glassy with pleasure. “You love how dirty I am for you.”

“For us,” I correct her, nodding at Jenson. “Tonight you’re being a good girl for us,not just me.”

I reach forward, tangling my fingers in her hair and guiding her mouth back to Jenson’s cock. The way she instantly obeys, taking him deeper than before, makes my dick throb inside her.

“She’s got a throat like velvet,” I tell Jenson, watching his face contort with pleasure. “You feeling good, Brother?”

Jenson nods, unable to form words as Bianca does a little trick with her tongue that makes his thighs tremble. His reaction has me grinning with pride.

“That’s it, princess. Show him what that mouth can do,” I encourage, slowing my thrusts to let her focus. “Nothing hotter than watching my girl worship cock like it’s her fucking religion.”

Bianca moans around Jenson, the vibrations making him curse and grip the motorcycle seat for support.

“You’re about to blow, aren’t you?” I ask him, increasing my pace again. “She’s got you right on the edge.”

Jenson grits his teeth, shaking his head as he pulls back. “Not yet,” he growls. “I want something else.”

I understand immediately. So does Bianca, as she moans. I slow my thrusts, leaning forward to brush my lips against her ear.

“Is that what you want, princess? You want to feel both of us inside you? Filling every hole?”

Bianca stops sucking Jenson, looking back at me over her shoulder. Her lips are swollen, cheeks flushed with desire.

“Yes,” she whispers, her voice cracking with need. “Please, Knox.”

Jenson’s already scanning the area, spotting some wooden pallets stacked nearby. “Over there,” he says, nodding toward them.

He heads to his car, returning with a blanket from his trunk. Smart man, He arranges it over the pallets—a makeshift bed in this concrete wilderness.

I pull out of Bianca, my cock glistening with her arousal as I help her stand on shaky legs. Her eyes never leave mine as Jenson positions himself on the blanket, his thick cock standing at attention.

I reach between her ass cheeks, gently twisting the jeweled plug. “Let’s get you ready.”

With one smooth motion, I pull the plug free. Bianca gasps, clenching around nothing as I reach into my pocket for the small bottle of lube I always carry. For moments exactly like this.

“Always thinking ahead,” Jenson notes.

I coat my fingers generously, working the slick substance around and into her tight hole. Bianca whimpers, pushing back against my hand.

“My eager little slut,” I murmur admiringly, guiding her toward Jenson.

He positions himself beneath her as I help lower her ass onto his considerable length. Bianca’s eyes lock with mine, her mouth falling open as she takes him inch by inch.

“Fuck, fuck, FUCK,” she hisses, her filter completely gone. “So, fucking big... God, I love feeling stretched like this. Makes me feel like such a filthy whore.”

The words pouring from her mouth shock even me. My perfect princess transformed into this magnificent creature of lust.

“Wait until I’m back in this sweet cunt,” I growl, positioning myself between her spread thighs. “Then you’ll really have something to scream about.”

Without warning, I slam inside her, burying myself to the hilt in one powerful thrust.

Bianca’s reaction is instantaneous—her back arches sharply, a scream tearing from her throat. Her pussy clamps down around me, milking my cock as she comes hard.

I thrust into Bianca’s pussy while Jenson fills her ass, creating a rhythm that has her writhing between us. The double penetration transforms my proper little artist into a wild and uninhibited creature.

“Fuck me harder,” she demands, her voice raw with need. “Split me open. I want to feel you both so deep I can’t breathe.”

Jenson’s eyes widen at her filthy mouth. “Jesus fucking Christ,” he grunts, his pace faltering momentarily. “You keep talking like that, I’m going to end up coming inside this tight ass.”

Panic flashes across Bianca’s face. She knows the rules—no other man gets to breed her. That privilege belongs to me alone.

“Knox,” she gasps, her eyes finding mine, silently pleading for direction.

I tangle my fingers in her hair, pulling her head back to expose her throat. “I’ll allow it today,” I growl against her neck. “You can have a bit more cum, princess. I want you dripping from every hole.”

Relief and renewed lust wash over her features as we increase our pace. I can feel Jenson’s cock through the thin wall separating us, the sensation driving me wild. We’re perfectly synchronized now, one of us pushing in while the other pulls back, keeping Bianca constantly filled.

“I’m so close,” she moans, her inner walls clenching around me. “Please, please let me come with both of you inside me.”

“Fuck, I can’t hold back much longer,” Jenson warns, his movements becoming erratic. “Your filthy girl has got me right on the edge.”

“Together,” I command, feeling my own release building. “Fill her up.”

Bianca’s back arches impossibly further as her orgasm hits. “I’m coming! Oh god, I can feel you both throbbing inside me!”

Her words trigger us both. Jenson curses violently as he empties himself into her ass while I flood her pussy with hot spurts of cum. The three of us shudder together, connected in this perfect moment of shared ecstasy.

“That’s it,” I praise. “Take every fucking drop.”

I stroke Bianca’s face as she rests against Jenson’s chest, trembling from the force of her orgasm. Her hair is a tangled mess, her skin flushed and glistening with sweat in the dim light.

“Fucking perfect,” I murmur, watching her chest heave as she struggles to catch her breath. “Look at you taking both of us like you were made for it. My filthy little princess.”

Jenson’s hands grip her hips as he holds her against him. His eyes meet mine over her shoulder, a mix of satisfaction and awe in his expression.

“You’re a lucky bastard, Knox,” he says. “Never seen a woman take dick like this. She’s fucking incredible.”

I smirk, pride swelling in my chest. “I know exactly what I’ve got.” I run my hand possessively over her breasts, feeling her shiver under my touch. “And she knows exactly who she belongs to.”

I slowly pull out of her pussy, watching my cum start to leak from between her swollen lips. The sight makes my cock twitch despite having just emptied myself inside her.

“Pull out,” I tell Jenson, moving back slightly. “I want to see what a mess we’ve made of her.”

Jenson carefully lifts Bianca’s hips, sliding out of her ass with a groan. She whimpers at the sudden loss.

“Fuck, look at that,” I breathe, taking in the sight of her thoroughly used holes. Jenson’s cum immediately starts to drip from her ass. “Her ass is dripping with your load.”

I reach out, running my fingers through the mixture of cum seeping from both her holes, spreading it across her sensitive flesh. Bianca moans weakly, jerking at my touch.

“What a filthy, beautiful mess,” I say, admiring our handiwork. “Bred in both holes and always ready for me, aren’t you, princess?”

I run my hands over Bianca’s body, admiring the mess we’ve made of her. As much as I’d enjoy watching Jenson go another round with my girl, reality creeps in.

“Time to get you home, princess,” I murmur, stroking her hair. “You’ve had enough excitement for one night.”

Bianca’s eyes remain glazed with pleasure. She’s completely pliant as I carefully lift her off Jenson, cum trailing down her thighs. I pull her dress back down to cover her, though the fabric is beyond salvaging at this point.

“Jenson, appreciate you joining us,” I say, supporting Bianca against my chest. “She needed this tonight.”

He tucks himself away, zipping up with a satisfied sigh. “Fuck, man. Thank you for sharing her. That was...” He shakes his head, words failing him.

“I know,” I respond with a smirk, feeling Bianca nuzzle against my chest.

Jenson extends his hand, which I take, pulling him in for a one-armed hug.

“We should head out,” I tell him, gathering Bianca securely in my arms. “Time to get my princess home.”

Jenson nods, collecting the blanket from the pallets. “Drive safe, Brother.”

I carry Bianca to my motorcycle; her arms looped around my neck. “Can you hold onto me, princess? Need you alert enough for the ride home.”

“Of course,” she murmurs, “That was so fucking hot.” I settle her onto the back of my bike, making sure she’s secure before mounting in front of her.

“Arms around me tight,” I instruct, feeling her press against my back. “That’s my good girl.”

The engine roars to life beneath us, and I feel Bianca squeeze me tighter as if she’s scared of losing me.