Chapter 211: Scream for us 18+
Her orgasm hit like a tidal wave, ripping through her core, her pussy and ass clenching rhythmically around Voss and Exile. She screamed, muffled by Ivan’s cock as he pulled out and came across her lips and cheeks, hot spurts marking her face.
Voss followed, flooding her pussy with his seed, groaning her name like a prayer. Exile gripped her hips bruisingly, pounding a few more times before spilling deep in her ass, as his other cock came, the cum dripped down her ass and legs.
Victor and Damien took over, flipping her onto her back. Lucan joined, all three stroking furiously over her body. "Open wide," Victor commanded, and she did, tongue out as they painted her breasts, stomach, and mouth with their cum sticky, hot ropes that smelled of pure male essence.
Victor growled low in his throat, his massive hands clamping around her waist like iron shackles, lifting her effortlessly off the ground as if she weighed nothing. Her legs dangled, trembling, her slick pussy dripping with need and cum, the air thick with the musky scent of her arousal and the men’s seed, mixing with the sweat-slicked heat of their bodies. He was the alpha, the fucking king, and she was his to claim, to break, to own. "Look at you, you beautiful dripping girl," he snarled, his voice a gravelly command that sent shivers racing down her spine. "Say it, tell me how bad you want us to wreck that tight pussy."
She whimpered, her eyes wide and pleading, cheeks flushed with a mix of love and burning lust. "Please, Victor... I need it. Fuck me hard, breed me all over again," she gasped, her voice breaking as he positioned her over his throbbing shaft, the veined length of him pulsing against her entrance, hot and unyielding.
With a savage thrust, he impaled her, slamming her down onto his rock-hard cock, burying himself balls-deep in one brutal motion. She screamed, her walls clenching around him like a vice, the stretch burning deliciously as he filled her completely.
Her tits bounced wildly, nipples hard peaks scraping against his chest hair, and he laughed a dark, possessive sound, grabbing a fistful of her hair to yank her head back, exposing her throat. "That’s right, take it all. Feel how I own you."
Ivan stepped up behind her, his eyes gleaming with feral hunger, lining up his thick cock at her tight, dripping asshole. He wasn’t gentle; no, these, her men didn’t do gentle. He gripped her hips, fingers digging into her flesh hard enough to bruise, and pushed her down further onto Victor’s dick while driving into her ass with a slow, relentless pump. The double invasion made her body arch, sandwiched between their powerful frames, her skin slick with sweat, the obscene slap of flesh on flesh echoing in the room. "Fuck, she’s tight back here, Exile. I thought you stretched her out," Ivan grunted, his breath hot against her ear. "You’re shaking. I’ve got you, daddies, right here."
"Scream for us, little one. Let me hear how much you love being our fucktoy," he demanded, pounding up into her with brutal force, his hips slamming against hers, the wet squelch of her juices coating his balls.
Lucan watched for a moment, stroking his massive cock with rough, deliberate pumps, pre-cum glistening on the tip. Then he slid in close, manhandling her legs wider apart, his strength matching Victor’s as he angled himself below. "Move over, Victor, I’m joining the party," he rumbled, and with a wicked grin, he thrust upward, forcing his cock alongside Victor’s into her already stuffed pussy. The impossible stretch made her eyes roll back, her scream turning into a keening wail as they double-penetrated her cunt while Ivan hammered her ass, all three alphas claiming her holes in a savage rhythm.
"Fuck, yes, feel that? Three cocks owning every inch of you," Victor snarled, his fingers tightening on her throat, forcing her to look into his piercing eyes. "We could fill you more if you want, little one? The world ended. My patience ended with it."
He captured her lips in a bruising kiss, tongue invading her mouth like he invaded her body, all dominance and fire. They pounded into her relentlessly, Ivan’s cock plunging deep in her ass, the burn turning to ecstasy; Victor and Lucan stretching her pussy to its limits, their shafts rubbing together inside her, slick with her cream. The room reeked of sex, sweat, and raw power, her moans muffled against Victor’s mouth as orgasms crashed over her in waves, her body convulsing, milking them with every spasm.
A guttural roar escaped Victor’s throat as he erupted first, his hot seed jetting into her pussy in thick, pulsing waves, the warmth flooding her like molten fire, claiming every inch. Beside him, the others followed, their grunts echoing in the dim room, rough, animalistic sounds mingling with the slick slaps of skin on skin. Spurts of cum surged into her ass, sticky and relentless, the pressure building until it overflowed, trickling down her thighs in warm rivulets that cooled against her fevered flesh. The metallic tang of arousal hung heavy in the air, mixed with the salty bite of their combined sweat, while her own moans vibrated through her chest, raw and desperate.
Voss stepped closer, his fist pumping his veined shaft with frantic urgency, the lewd squelch of pre-cum slicking his strokes, filling the air. His eyes locked on her heaving tits, and with a hoarse curse, "Fuck, take it all, I love you so much", he exploded, hot ropes of cum splattering across her breasts in sticky arcs, the heat seeping into her pores, dripping down her nipples like forbidden cream. The scent of his release hit her, sharp and heady, making her tongue dart out instinctively to taste the salty residue on her lips.
Exile followed suit, his breath hitching as he fisted his throbbing lengths, veins bulging under his grip. A low, sadistic chuckle rumbled from him as he aimed lower, his cum erupting in forceful jets that painted her thighs and calves, the warm splashes cooling into tacky trails that made her skin tingle with exquisite humiliation. She felt every drop, the sensation amplifying her submission, her body arching involuntarily as the final waves of pleasure crashed through her, leaving her utterly spent, bound in their web of dominance and desire, the room echoing with their satisfied pants.