Page 89 of Ruthless Desires: Vol. Two

“Please,” she gasps.

“She asks so nicely,” Elliot says. “Good girls get rewarded, don’t they?”

“Theydo,” Rhett replies. His eyes lock on mine as he slowly moves inside of Wren. “So do good boys.”

My heart thunders in my chest. The things they’re saying to me are making it beat too quickly. For the briefest of moments, I’m worried they’re going to give me a heart attack, but then Rhett thrusts into Wren again. It forces a grunt from deep inside of me. As if my body has a mind of its own, I slide out of Wren and then back in.

Rhett holds my gaze as Wren moans in between us. “Harder.”

I obey, leaning over them to grip the back of the couch for balance. “Like this?”

“Harder,” he demands, “and kiss her while you do it.”

Again, I obey. Rhett releases one of Wren’s arms to play with her clit, and she cries out against my lips. It’s so hot, so goddamned hot, that I find myself pulling back so I can stare at them both.

“I’m gonna come,” Wren gasps. “Too… too much, ohfuck.”

“Don’t stop,” Rhett tells me. “Fuck her through it.”

We push her higher and higher until she’s screaming and trying to squirm away from Rhett’s touch.

“I can’t,” she cries. “I can’t take it, please.”

Finally, Rhett pulls his hand away, and I slow down before I come too fast.

“One of you needs to finish,” Elliot says impatiently. “I’m not waiting much longer.”

“Or,” I reply over my shoulder, “we could all fuck her at once.”

Wren groans. “Please.”

Elliot stands. “Get into the bedroom.”

I pull out of Wren and lift her off of Rhett. Her legs are shaky, so she holds onto me as we make our way into the bedroom. Elliot has me get on my back on the center of the bed, and Wren crawls on top of me. Once she’s slid all the way down my cock, she cups my face and kisses me.

“Uh uh, no,” Elliot says as he climbs onto the bed. He hovers over us, grabs Wren’s hair, pulls her head up, and slams his lips to hers. He’s far from gentle, taking control of the kiss from the start. Wren keeps herself pliant and willing to succumbto his wishes. When he pulls away, he grips her chin. “This mouth is mine for the night.”

“Use it,” she whispers. “Use me however you’d like.”

He smirks. “Careful what you wish for, love.”

In response, she presses her lips to his again. He’s gentler this time, probably because Rhett is already behind her and easing into her ass again. As he does, Wren groans wantonly.

Elliot straightens, guiding Wren’s mouth to his dick. “Make her scream around my cock.”

As he slides into her mouth, Wren whimpers. He’s careful not to go in too far so she can still breathe. Slowly, she takes over, sucking and licking his cock. Meanwhile, Rhett is pumping in and out of her ass, and it’s all I can do to not come on the spot.

“Why haven’t we done this before?” I groan.

“Shit,” Elliot pants. “We really should’ve. I’ve missed the way your lips feel wrapped around my dick, love.”

Her response is entirely incoherent. Hesitantly, she takes him deeper before gagging and pulling back.

“Hey, don’t.” Elliot strokes her hair. “Save that for another time. Tonight, just enjoy yourself.”

“Okay,” she whispers. Then she sucks on the tip of his cock, pulling a breathless groan from his lips.

“Can you take it harder, sweetheart?” Rhett asks.