Hurting You (Blackthorn Elite 3)

At the same time, one of Cameron’s hands trails from my hip and down to my ass, sending little jolts of pleasure through my body. I’m completely at their mercy. If Cam wanted to, he could take me right here, right now. A thrill rushes through me at the thought. I’m scared, but just on the brink of panic, because deep down, I know they won’t really hurt me.

With their hands on my body and Easton’s cock in my mouth, I feel like my senses are in overdrive, and my brain is about to explode. Pushing every thought, every worry, and every fear out of my head, I try to just feel, to let them bring me pleasure, and let myself make them feel the same. Closing my eyes, I concentrate on the here and now.

Easton steadily moves deeper and deeper into my mouth with each thrust. Holding my head in place, he starts to piston his hips as much as he can in this sitting position. His cock hits the back of my throat with each thrust, and I begin to gag around his massive length. Cam was right, Easton isn’t about giving control, he likes to maintain all of it.

I almost start to panic, but just when I think I’m about to lose it, Cameron runs his hand from my ass down between my legs, distracting me, forcing me to feel his fingers and swallow Easton’s cock. His fingers run through my already wet folds, and when he makes contact with my swollen clit, I moan around Easton’s cock.

Before his touch, I didn’t even realize how much I was turned on by this. Them controlling me, using my body, making me into their slave, it awakens a dark thrill inside of me. There is something so alluring about that, letting go, losing control, and allowing someone else to make all the decisions for me. It feels… freeing. Like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

All the stiffness in my limbs and the shaking in my legs disappears when I let go and allow myself to feel and live in the moment, I realize that this is what I need, I relax into both of their touches. I give myself over to them, fully and completely. Body and mind. Letting them guide me in every way they see fit.

“That’s it, relax your throat,” Easton encourages right before upping his pace. My core tightens, and warmth moves outward through my body as he truly fucks my throat now. His deep thrusts cause saliva to build in my mouth and drip out of the corners of my lips. Tears escape the corners of my eyes, and trail down my cheeks, while my lungs burn as I force myself to breathe through my nose.

The small room is filled with a mixture of my gagging and Easton’s groaning. My entire body is melting into a puddle of mind-blowing pleasure, and then Cameron’s fingers enter me from behind, and my channel squeezes around his thick digit, my thighs quivering in response. Who knew it could feel this good?

“I’m gonna come down your throat, and you better take it. I want you to swallow every drop I give you,” Easton orders, his cock swelling, seeming to grow even thicker in my mouth.

Cam adds a second finger then, stretching me and making me moan around Easton’s length. His other hand snakes around my body and cups one of my breasts. As soon as he starts playing with the hard bud between his fingers, I feel myself start to come undone. The tingle deep in my core expanding. A match seconds away from being struck.

My head swims with the lack of oxygen as Easton shoves his cock so far down my throat I can’t breathe, and still, I don’t panic. In this moment, I trust them, him. Right now, I don’t care about anything besides the feelings they’re evoking from within me.

“Fuck…” Easton growls, halting for a moment, while deep in my throat. I can feel a warmth at the back of my throat as he comes, and this sets off my own orgasm.

Like a wildfire ready to burn down the entire forest, pure bliss blazes through me. My back arches, and my head falls back. Easton releases me, and his cock drags out over my tongue, leaving his salty release behind. The taste is so erotic, I can’t help but want more.

Closing my lips around him, I suck the tip of his dick right before he pulls it out of my mouth, a small popping sound filling the room. Cameron keeps his fingers inside of me, gently stroking me until the last tremors of my release have left my body.

“Fucking Christ,” Easton groans, his head tipped back. “I didn’t think it would be that good, but you know how to suck a cock, Stella.”