24. Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Emery

My head feels fuzzy and my limbs are heavy, but that fire . . . it's burning me from the inside out. As my entire body thrums with its heat, I'm sure I am going to explode.

Everything is oversensitive, and I'm struggling to fight the orgasm that Hunter is driving me toward. He is hitting a spot inside of me that's never been lit up the way it is right now, and I have no idea if that's just him and his girth or the piercing, but fuck, I love it.

I never want it to end.

Suddenly, the burn in my lungs gets so bad that it pushes at the hazy, floaty feeling, and I try to pull my head away from Viper. Seeming to understand that I'm desperate, he pulls out too.

The way air seesaws in and out of my lungs is a distant concern, far less pressing than the fact that I am about to come. As soon as I can get my mouth to work, I beg for permission. I don't know how many more times I'm going to be able to hold it off, but I do love the way they tell me I'm a good girl when I can manage it.

"Please, can I come? Daddies, I need to come. Please. Please, Daddy. I—" I break off with a sob. Holy shit, I'm burning. I lower my head and try to breathe, arching my back and trying to get away from Hunter's thrust. "I'm going to be bad, no, no, no, please, stop. I don't want to be bad. Daddy, no, please. Stop. I can't hold it. I can't. Please don't make me be bad. I want to be your good girl. No, Daddy. Stop. Please."

I'm empty so suddenly that I almost collapse onto the bed. My arms tremble, and my pussy clenches around nothing, my orgasm right at the fucking crest. All it would take is for someone to blow air on me, and I'd go up in flames. I manage to sob out my thanks, even as a gross, icky feeling starts to crawl down my spine. Like they have left me. "Thank you."

But then there is a calming hand, gently rubbing down my back. "Shh, princess. We've got you. One more, okay? One more, for us. Can you do it for us? You are doing so well."

I raise my head and stare up into Angel's dark blue eyes and hiccup my answer. "Yes, Daddy. One more. I can do it."

"Good girl, princess. Come here. Just like before, come sit on my lap. I'll fill you back up, and you'll feel so good." Angel holds his hand out to me, and I slowly slip mine into his.

He nods and smiles as I raise up onto my knees. Everyone shuffles around until Angel is leaning back against the pillows again. I swing my leg over his chest, but I lose my balance and tip forward, and he groans from behind me.

Angel's hands grip my ass cheeks as he spreads them apart to take a better look at my holes. Then I feel a finger tracing around the entrance of my pussy, and my mouth drops open.

"Look at this pussy, all puffy and pink. I can't wait to see what it looks like with our loads dripping out of it."

A shiver runs from the top of my spine, all the way down to where his finger is still tracing me. I've never had someone come inside of me. Not once. But, fuck, I want my daddies to come inside me. On me. Anywhere they want.

I moan and rock my hips but get a swat on the ass that shocks a gasp out of me as the sting spreads.

"Naughty girl, you'll get what we give you," Angel says as he squeezes right over my tender flesh.

"S-sorry, Daddy," I stutter as I push myself upright and try not to cry. Why am I so emotional? Why does it feel like everything is so . . . much?

Once I'm sitting on his stomach, with his hands gripping my waist, I gather my hair, then lean back against him, not wanting to feel the long strands between us. I slide down his body until his dick is gliding along my pussy lips as I rock against him, needing the contact more than I can describe. Angel presses a kiss to my temple before whispering in my ear. "You're perfect for us, princess. Even when you're being naughty."

I feel flayed alive; all of my insides are on the outside, and I'm scared I won't be able to put them back in. I turn my head and offer my lips up to him. He looks at me with a little shock, but then leans down and takes my mouth in a bruising kiss. It only now occurs to me that, other than those initial kisses with each of them, and when I almost devoured Hunter, none of them have kissed me.

He tenses beneath me, rolling his hips, then the head of his dick is nudging my opening before driving into me. I gasp and drop my head back, enjoying the way he moves in and out of me.

"Do you like my cock in your pussy? I bet it's stretching you so good right now, isn't it?"

"Yes," I moan as I draw my legs up, needing to get more of him inside of me. I need more. Just a little bit more.

"Imagine how it's going to feel when there is a second cock in there, filling you up so good."

It takes several heartbeats for my fuzzy brain to puzzle out his meaning, and when I do, my eyes fly open. Viper is kneeling between Angel's and my legs, his fist slowly pumping up and down his dick, his features tight as he watches my pussy stretching around his friend's dick.

"Is he—"

"Yes, two cocks in this tight little pussy," Angel cuts me off, his voice a deep growl. "Do you want that? Double stuffing you? Have you ever had two cocks inside your pussy? Or will we be your first?"

I gasp as the image assaults my mind, and I shake my head. "No, never. I've never had that before. But I want it. I want it with you. Please, Daddy? Can I have it?"

Moans come from several throats, but all I can see is Viper coming closer, stopping when his thighs press against the underside of mine.

"Kitten, you can have whatever you want." Viper's voice is gravel and bourbon, and I desperately want him to meant it.

I want them. I want all of them.

Angel pauses in his motions, settling deep inside of me, then I feel Viper pressing at my entrance. I lift my head to try to see and, fuck, how are they both going to fit?

"Take a deep breath, kitten, you can do this for us. Be a good girl and do this for us," Viper grits out, and I do as he ordered, inhaling deeply. "Good girl, now relax as you let it out."

I try so hard to do what he says, relaxing as much as I can. My lips part as I'm filled with pressure, so much pressure. My entrance burns, and I want to clamp my thighs shut, but once Viper has his head in, he grips my thighs and pushes them up and out, opening me all the way up.

And holy fuck.

The burn is gone, and that delicious place inside me lights up again as Viper slowly, so fucking slowly, rubs against it. I whimper and twist my head because this is so much more than I thought it was going to be.

It's almost too much.

I don't know if I can do this.

"Color?"

The word comes from the darkened corner, where I know Daddy is sitting. His voice is heavy, the demand for my answer in the depth of the single word.

"Green." But then I change my mind. "Yellow."

"Yellow because it hurts, or yellow because of some other reason?"

"I'm so full, I don't know if I can. I feel . . . I just . . ." I trail off as I roll my hips, and my eyes roll back into my head. "Fuuucckkkkk."

Someone—Viper, I assume—groans out the same expletive.

"I changed my mind, green. Green, Daddy. I am so green."

The bed dips to the side, and I peek in that direction to see Hunter kneeling beside me, one hand squeezing the base of his cock as his hungry eyes practically burn me.

I shut my eyes again as Viper pulls out, then pushes back in again. I'm reminded of Angel's presence inside of me when he pulls out as Viper pushes in. I moan and squirm and moan some more.

My breasts tighten painfully and my stomach is clenched. They slowly pick up their pace, and the wet noises that come from my pussy blend with the sound of heavy breathing.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god." I repeat the refrain over and over as my entire focus shrinks to the spot where I am connected to my daddies.

"Open," a dark voice says before a dick is pressed to my lips.

Without opening my eyes, I open my mouth, and then Hunter is fucking it. He doesn't go deep, keeping his thrusts shallow. I open my eyes to look at him, but he isn't looking at my face. His concentration is on my stretched-open pussy.

I swirl my tongue around him and suck him into my mouth. He pays me no heed, continuing to watch the live porn in front of him. The hazy feeling is threatening to take over again, and I go with it, loving the floaty feeling that these men bring out in me.

As if they can feel my mind relaxing, the three of them pick up their pace, and Viper's sexy voice fills the room.

"Look at you, spread open for us. Taking three cocks like the good fucking little girl that you are. Your tits are fucking amazing, kitten. Rosy pink nipples, all tight and ready to be pinched. Play with them for us. Cup your breasts and squeeze those nipples."

Like his words have direct control over my body, my hands raise, and I cup my tits, giving them a squeeze. As I roll my thumbs over my nipples and gasp around Hunter's dick, he slips into the back of my throat with a curse of his own.

"You love having your nipples played with?" Viper asks, though it feels like more of a statement. "I wish I'd brought a few of my toys. I could have made your nipples look so pretty for us. Tassels clamped on? Or a chain linking the two? Fuck, yes, the chain. Then we could pull and tug on it, drive you fucking insane. Squeeze those nipples again."

I swallow and do as I'm told, but then whimper because the bolts of pleasure that streak between the taut peaks and my pussy bring me right up to orgasm. I squeeze my eyes shut and clench fucking everywhere.

I am not going to come.

No.

I'm not.

I've been good so far.

I can feel it, the explosion, it's right there. Right fucking there.

Oh shit, oh no. Fuck.

I let go of my tits and shake my head hard enough to dislodge Hunter's dick from my mouth. "No, I can't, don't."

The bed dips on the other side, then pain flares along my scalp as my hair is tugged tightly. I look at Daddy, who has finally joined us on the bed, and his face is menacing and angry.

"You fucking hold it, little girl. Do not fucking come. You do not have permission. This will all end the moment you do. We'll be done with you. Is that what you want? For us to be done? Or do you want more of this? More of our cocks filling that hungry little hole? Fucking you until you can't walk for days. To have our cum dripping out of your pussy? You fucking hold it, do you understand?"

My chest constricts, and fear fills me, pulling me back from the fire. As my throat aches with tears, I manage a wobbly, "Yes, Daddy. I can hold it. I can be a good girl."

He roughly turns my head back to Hunter's cock and lets go of my hair, the order in his actions implicit. I open my mouth and Hunter surges back in. Like before, he stays shallow, but then Viper's pace stutters.

"Fuck, you ready, kitten? I'm going to fill this pretty little cunt with my cum. Here it comes."

His thrusts become harder and more drawn out, and then he stills inside of me, his hands gripping me so tight, I know I'm going to be covered in bruises tomorrow.

I fucking love that thought.

"Oh fuck, I can feel it, so fucking wet. Jesus, princess, your pussy is about to have two loads in it."

Viper holds still, his face drawn in lines of pain and ecstasy as Angel's pace picks up. Angel goes completely tense beneath me as his hips stutter a few times, and he groans loudly in my ear.

I'm beyond floating right now. I can feel them inside of me, and I can feel wetness building as I continue to suck and lick at Hunter's dick. Viper is the first to pull out, followed by Angel, and they both groan, as if it physically hurts them to leave my pussy.

It hurts me. I feel empty. So fucking empty. And stretched. My opening feels like it's gaping open, the lips sore and burning.

Hunter pulls free from my mouth as Viper moves off the bed and crawls down to take his place. I can feel Angel's still-hard cock against the back of my thighs, but that doesn't seem to bother Hunter. He has a feral look on his face as he lines himself up and thrusts in without any warning.

I gasp at how wet and full I am, and if I thought the noises my pussy made earlier were loud and sloppy, it's nothing compared to now. Hunter pounds away at me and I whimper, wanting to close my legs. My pussy hurts so, so much. But I still need to come, so badly.

Hunter grabs my shins, crosses my legs like I'm a child, grips my ankles, then forces them toward my stomach. His hips never stutter; the brutal pace has me squirming and whimpering.

Angel grips my waist and squeezes hard. "Take it like a good girl."

Tears well and my lip trembles, but my hips rock in time with his. The pain mingles with my pleasure and, somehow, it feels good. I want him to hurt me. I want him to keep hurting me.

I never want him to stop.

Hunter's face is made of stone, the boyish features tensing as his eyebrows pull together. Then he growls and slams his hips in twice more before going completely fucking still, mouth slackening as he heaves in several breaths with his eyes closed.

He pulls out of me, his hand relaxing around my ankles, but before I can untwine them, Daddy's hand is there, gripping tightly, forcing my hips up even higher. I can feel the cum inside of me, all three loads mixing together.

"My turn, baby."

I moan and my head rolls to the side.

As he fills me, it takes all my concentration to not come. I float and concentrate on that sensation, distracting my body and mind from the very urgent need inside of me.

"It's almost over now, princess. You can do it. You can be good for your daddy. You've been so perfect. Let your last daddy finish using you, and then we are going to make you feel so good." Angel reaches up and tucks some of my hair behind my ear as he whispers words of encouragement that sound far away.

Daddy's dick rubs against all of my sensitive places, and with every inward thrust, he rubs his thumb against my clit. I want to pull my legs up higher. I want to push out. I want more. I never want this to end.

I want to float forever.

"Are you ready for Daddy's load, baby?"

"Yes, Daddy, so ready," I slur, my lips feeling weirdly numb.

Angel's fingers smooth a line of heat up and down my ribs as Daddy groans, his dick doing several long, deep strokes inside of me.

Pride fills me.

I did this. I made them all come.

Me.

Little miss nobody.

I did it.

They all wanted me.

I was enough.

Daddy pulls out of me and his hands cup my ass, raising me higher. "Squeeze for me, baby."

I'm not sure what he means exactly, but my body responds by squeezing the inner walls of my vagina. Cum oozes out of me.

Then fingers are there, pushing it back in. Now I'm empty, but full of wetness.

"Again."

Lazily, I squeeze again and feel cum drip down toward my asshole.

"Fuck."

It's all scooped up and pressed back into me.

"You've been such a good girl for us. Perfect. Our perfect baby girl. And good girls get rewards. Come, baby. Whenever you're ready. You have permission." Daddy's words are punctuated by a crooking of his fingers deep inside of me. They graze along that sensitive spot inside me and, this time, I give in to the fire.

I whimper and rock my hips, and as if he knows exactly what I need, Daddy's mouth lands on my clit and sucks.

My whimper turns to a scream as I'm dragged straight into the fire. My world explodes, both mentally and physically. Heat engulfs me, flaring out from my core and taking my soul with it.

The hazy, floaty feeling surges up and steals me away on its current, and I happily go with it.

Knowing that I made them feel as good as I do is my last coherent thought before everything goes black.