Page 26 of Run Little Killer

LENNON

M y back bounces against the mattress as Rhett drops me in the center of a large bed, Nix kicking the door shut as he enters behind us.

The hallway felt like a never ending maze of doors, but given the way the guys beelined right for this one, it’s safe to assume that this is their room.

The fact that there are two beds in here only further lends to that belief, and from the way Rhett marched right over to this one, I’m guessing it’s his.

Works for me.

Pushing up to sit, I toe off my shoes, then slowly start pulling my sweatshirt off overhead, meeting Rhett's hungry gaze as he starts unfastening his belt. It’s so damn sexy how he yanks it free with one hand like he’s Magic Mike.

With rapt attention, he watches as I remove my bra, nipples instantly hardening as the cool air brushes over them.

He leans forward and curls his fingers around my waistband, ripping my leggings and panties off in one fell swoop, then rocking back to gaze down at me.

"Fuck, darlin'," Rhett growls, biting his fist as he rakes his lust-filled eyes over my naked form .

"Taste her," Nix orders, shedding his kutte and hoodie before stepping out of his jeans and boxer briefs. Rather than moving to join us, he claims the chair beside the bed, taking his hard cock in hand and giving it a lazy stroke as his eyes meet mine. "Make her come on your tongue."

"Gladly," Rhett drawls, a shiver of anticipation running through me as his hand locks around my thighs and he yanks me to the edge of the bed.

Tossing one of my legs over each shoulder, Rhett lowers himself between them, his calloused palms caressing my hips as he settles himself at the apex of my thighs.

"How wet is she?" Nix asks, stroking himself as he watches us.

"She's fucking dripping," Rhett answers, the coil in my belly winding tighter in anticipation.

"Of course she is," Nix groans, his hand gliding up his shaft faster. "Little killer is a desperate little slut when it comes to our cocks."

He's not wrong.

I shudder a breath as Rhett flattens his tongue, dragging it from ass to clit and placing a kiss on my mound. "You like that, sweetheart?" he murmurs, hot breath skating across my wet center and sending shivers racing down my spine.

"Yes," I pant, swallowing thickly.

"Good," he smirks.

He moves with purpose, delivering slow and tender swipes of his tongue along the seam of my pussy.

My hips jerk as he teases circles over my clit, and he chuckles in response, the vibrations winding the coil in my belly tighter.

He bands a corded forearm across my hips, anchoring me in place as his actions become firmer and more deliberate.

"Oh fuck!" I shout as he rakes his teeth over my clit, my hands threading into his blonde hair.

I hold him in place, keeping his mouth right where I need it and trying to ground myself as every flick, suck, and goddamn stroke of his tongue forces me closer to the edge.

"Move your hands so I can see, little killer," Nix growls.

"No," I moan, eyes sliding shut as I roll my hips up to meet each lap of Rhett's tongue.

Nix grumbles something in response, but fuck it, he'll get over it. I can't focus on anything right now except the way little jolts of electricity are sparking beneath my skin, my orgasm rapidly building.

I’m right there when rough hands suddenly snatch my wrists, tearing them away from Rhett’s hair.

"What the fuck?" I pant as Nix winds his black bandana around my wrists, binding them together.

He whips them above my head, his hard cock bobbing in front of my face. "Don't fucking keep me from seeing my best friend eat our girl’s pussy."

I open my mouth to respond, but he shoves the head of his dick past my lips before I can get a word out.

Relaxing my throat, I hollow out my cheeks as he pulls out, then thrusts back in.

He goes deeper each time, cutting off my oxygen as he buries himself.

At the same time, Rhett’s sucking hard on my clit, the tip of one of his thick digits pressing at my entrance.

Moaning around Nix's length, drool dribbles down my chin as Rhett sinks a finger inside me. He works in another and I can feel my release rising once again.

"You close, little killer?" Nix asks, voice straining as he keeps rocking his hips to fuck my face.

I hum around him, looking up to watch the way his jaw tenses when I do, the flicker of something primal dancing in his dark eyes.

"Then do it," he smirks, darting a hand up to fist my hair. "Come on Rhett's face while I fuck your skull."

He jerks me sideways, my body twisting at the waist as Nix forces his thick cock to the back of my throat while Rhett continues to devour my pussy.

The fingers of his other hand flex around the column of my neck, further threatening my oxygen.

My lungs start to burn, red hot tears pricking behind my eyes as black spots start to cloud my vision.

His grip is harsh as he hammers down my throat, but paired with the way Rhett is curling his fingers deep inside me, I can't separate the pain from pleasure, the fear from arousal.

I start to get light headed, a split second of panic spearing through me as my throat tightens.

My body tingles with static as the pressure, the sensations, all of it becomes too much.

I hurtle over the edge of bliss headfirst, intense pleasure blazing its way through my veins.

I swear to god my body levitates off the bed as Nix releases his grip, pulling his dick from my mouth, fresh oxygen surging its way into my lungs.

I fall to my back, gulping in big breaths of air.

A sheen of sweat clings to my skin, fresh tears and saliva running down my face as my chest heaves.

"Let me taste her," Nix says, stoking himself as he walks towards Rhett.

Rhett rocks back, pushing to stand and letting Nix settle between my quivering thighs instead. He laps up my release as my soul finds its way back to my body.

Rhett steps up beside me, knuckles sliding down my cheek as he asks, "You okay, darlin'?"

A fresh tear slips from the corner of my eye as I swivel my head to the side. His blue eyes are laced with concern, a slight furrow to his brows as he waits for my response.

"Yeah," I rasp, throat raw.

His lips tilt in a half smile. "You're such a good girl, Lennon."

If I wasn't already a boneless mess, those words would have melted me into a puddle.

The mattress dips as Nix slides in behind me, his cock resting against my ass.

"C'mere," he murmurs, tugging my bound wrists over my head and around his neck.

His tattooed fingers pinch my hard nipples, and my jaw hinges open with a moan.

Palming my breasts, he peppers kisses along my jawline until our mouths fuse together.

The kiss is hard and fast, teeth clashing before he breaks it.

Nix trails a hand down my stomach, his searing touch skimming back and over my hip. The head of his cock nudges at my entrance, my back arching as he inches inside. A groan rumbles from his throat as he stretches me wide and fully seats himself inside.

Rhett sinks down on the edge of the bed, one hand stroking my cheek, the other stroking his length.

I watch his fingers play with the barbell piercing and then the hoop as he moves up and down his shaft, a bead of precum glistening as it leaks from this tip.

Nix rolls his hips, slowly dragging himself back before rutting into me again, and again.

"You think we should let him join, little killer?" Nix murmurs.

"Yeah," I mutter with a wince, throat still raw from Nix's harsh grip. My mouth hinges open in invitation as I look up at him.

"Not there, darlin'," Rhett says, pushing to his feet.

My brows furrow in confusion, Nix thrusting harshly into me one last time before he pulls out. I feel hollow without either of them inside me, my body throbbing for their touch.

Nix drags his cock through my wetness, teasing my clit as he moves to my back hole and spits.

I tense when warm saliva hits my asshole, and again when the slick tip of his dick presses against the tight ring of muscle, all the air punching from my lungs as a burning sensation ripples beneath my skin.

"Let me in, Lennon. Just relax," he whispers lowly. "Can you do that for me, baby?"

I nod with a sharp inhale, slowly blowing it out as he eases in further. It hurts– the stretch, the unfamiliar pressure– all of it has my stomach churning in trepidation.

"It's not going to fit," I whimper through gritted teeth.

"Shh," Nix hushes. "I'll make it fit."

He keeps going, inch by inch, until he's flush against my ass.

"Goddamn baby, you're so fucking tight," he grits out. "I want to let you adjust, but I have to move."

I squeeze my eyes shut as he starts to pump in and out of my tight back hole, the pain searing through my body as his ragged breaths skate across my skin.

My eyes fly open as a warm mouth latches over my nipple. Rhett shoots me a wink as our gazes meet and his tongue toys with the stiff peak. It's the perfect distraction.

"That's it, baby, just relax," Nix murmurs.

The pain starts to ebb away and suddenly it feels… good .

Nix props himself up on an elbow, my body folding with his as my hands remain bound behind his neck. He moves a thick tattooed forearm beneath my thighs, shifting off the mattress and standing, cock still buried deep inside my ass .

Rhett closes the distance between us, the hoop through his tip rubbing against my clit as he grabs one of my thighs and wraps it around his waist. He spits in his palm, spreading the saliva over his dick as he bends at the knees and lines himself up.

I scream as he bottoms out inside my pussy in one brutal thrust, stuffing me impossibly full. "It's too much!" I shout, jerking my hands and squirming beneath their hard sweaty bodies.

Nix's hand collars my throat again, forcing my head back against his chest. "But you're taking us so damn well."

My heart thunders in my chest as I study his features. There's something different in his eyes, this little spark that's starting to glow. But it's not destructive and damning, it's tender and soft, everything he claims not to be.

"Fuck, darlin'," Rhett groans. "I didn't think this perfect little cunt could get any tighter."

"Right?" Nix murmurs. "I can feel your piercings, old man."

"Lennon really likes them," he says with a thrust. "Don't you darlin'?"

"Ye-yes," I stutter as they both start to pump in and out of me.

They fall into an alternating rhythm, my body sliding against theirs and that familiar throb starting to form low in my core.

Nix’s fingers dig bruisingly hard into the flesh of my thighs as he slams into me from behind, Rhett's hands gripping my hips tightly as he matches Nix's furious pace.

"I'm gonna come," I moan, my head swimming at the overwhelming rush of sensation.

"Me too," Nix groans behind me .

"Make a mess on my dick, darlin'," Rhett growls with another harsh punch of his hips.

Pain and pleasure blur together in blissful harmony, sparks skittering across my skin.

Tingles course through my veins, my muscles tensing as my toes curl.

My orgasm crashes into me, body seizing, rapture overtaking me.

The room spins, my head going dizzy as Nix's hands slap against my ass cheeks.

Pulling them apart, he savagely ruts into my ass until his hot seed is spilling down the backs of my thighs.

I go boneless between them, Rhett's movements becoming erratic as he hammers into me from the front, legs starting to quake as he sinks his teeth into his bottom lip. I'm damn near delirious when he lets out a roar, hot ropes of cum painting my insides.

Nix is the first to ease out of me, ducking from beneath my bound hands and guiding them to lazily fall over Rhett's neck instead. With his dick still buried deep inside, Rhett carefully sinks down onto the edge of the bed, shifting me on his lap.

"Such a good fucking girl for us, darlin'," he praises, pushing my sweat soaked hair away from my face.

I let my head fall to his shoulder, nuzzling into his neck with a contented sigh as I relax against him. Nix moves behind Rhett, fingers tugging and plucking at the black bandana securing my wrists. As he frees them, they limply drop to my sides.

The high of the orgasm starts to fade away, pure exhaustion taking its place as Rhett slips his softening cock from my throbbing pussy.

My eyes are heavy as he pushes himself back on the bed and leans against the old wooden headboard, his fingers idly tracing up and down my spine as I let out another yawn.

Nix takes the spot beside us, his hand stroking my hair. "Thatta girl, little killer. Thatta girl."

I'm blissed out in the best way, chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm as I’m pulled into a restful and dreamless sleep.