He did not want to share, and he squeezed her rounded ar*e, slapping it hard and, startling her as he growled,
“Wait till I’m done with you, my greedy little sl*t,” and he bent his mouth to her lips, plump and swollen. His kiss was exacting, punishing and she gripped his hair as she trembled and rode him obediently.
O’Grady was forceful and she moaned as she felt him hit a sensitive spot in her, the G-spot, which made her arch her back in helpless surrender. He immediately clamped his mouth on her full breasts, his teeth grazing her nubs and she screamed as she came.
He held her waist, his member hard, his balls tightening painfully.
Jaysus, but the girl was like dynamite and he could not have enough of her, he thought, unable to tear his eyes off the vision in his arms. His sweaty hands moved over her waist, her breasts and she sobbed.
“My name, Pet,” he urged and she flickered a look at him helplessly.
“Liam…Maser O’Grady…” and then, her wetness was flooding him, covering his balls and he grunted, enjoying the feel .
She was so damn hot.
And so malleable.
*
St Just leaned in, his hands toying with Bianca’s nipples as his erection pressed into her back.
Watching her being used by his brother, who was rough and merciless, made him long to thrust into her but O’Grady seemed to be holding back.
Bianca sobbed out, breaking away from O’Grady’s mouth as she screamed and came and with an unearthly shout, O’Grady exploded, ramming himself into her with force as she slumped forward, her head on his damp, muscular shoulder.
*
St Just waited till his brother was done. Then he lifted Bianca’s damp, almost lifeless body and carried her into the bedroom. Rolling her onto her belly, he smiled as he saw that she had the butt plug on as he had instructed her, earlier that evening.
It glittered wickedly and he felt his manhood harden at the thought of taking her, thrusting his erection into her tight little peach hole.
“Sweet Pet,” murmured and pulled a tube of lube out. He tugged the plug out, tossing it carelessly onto the bed.
Then he began lathering it generously on her an*l area, and he smiled as she moaned.
“Hands and knees, slave,” he commanded and she obeyed him, swaying slightly as she found her balance.
Bianca was still in subspace, after the torrid lovemaking session with O’Grady.
The Irishman had followed them, his limp c*ck beginning to harden as he watched Bianca obey his brothers’ commands.
St Just slapped her rounded ar*e , his hand cracking as he roared,
“Pet, down.”
Bianca screamed as the pain shot through her soft, well-used body but she obeyed St Just.
Her full breasts were bobbing uncontrollably, face flushed as she went down on her elbows, the way her Master had trained her to do.
*
But she could not stop the squirting of her juices as she anticipated what would happen next.
O’Grady watched, breathless, as the wetness trickled down her plump thighs.
Suddenly, St Just slapped one breast and she screamed.
Unable to help himself, O’Grady grunted as he watched her.
O’Grady’s erection was full now and he groaned as he stroked it and growled.
“We need to get nipple clamps for those f*cking t*ts.”
*
He wanted her, his Pet, to swallow his cum this time and he moved to stand before her head.
The very thought of her plump lips around his c*ck excited him and his member reared in anticipation.
“She can s*ck me, Saint,” grunted O’Grady hoarsely, his full erection touching the Pet’s swollen mouth as she closed her eyes. He rubbed his erection against her mouth and she parted her lips obediently.
*
But St Just was having none of it.
He rammed into her again and again, enjoying her mewls of distress and Bianca’s back arched, with the force of his thrusts.
St Just was enjoying himself, the feel of her tight behind closing around his manhood, her yelps of pain as he rammed into her mercilessly, slapping her rounded a*se for added effect, making the Pet shudder.
“You can spray her t*ts, bro. But that’s all,’ smiled St Just as he breathed harshly, a feral smile.
O’Grady snarled but stood, as he looked at their Pet, helpless and moaning. With a sudden jerk, St Just thrust into her peach hole and Bianca screamed, her eyes wide, tears flowing.
St Just paused a minute, allowing her to adjust. Then he began to withdraw and she sobbed again, her face a study in pain …and pleasure.
And then, even as he watched, O’Grady saw the way the tempo changed.
Suddenly, Bianca was pressing back, trying to get more of St Just’s thick manhood into her pretty, rounded a*se.
Her expression was that of a person who was begging for more, the riotous brown hair around her face and shoulders, her eyes wide and that plump mouth, parted and red.
*
It aroused O’Grady more than he had ever imagined.
When Bianca looked up at O’Grady pleadingly, he knew she wanted to come. With a groan, he lay down beside her, his thick fingers pinching, palming her cl*t and she screamed as she came. He thrust his fingers into her, grabbing her head with a hand and kissing her as St Just roared, swearing coarsely. The feel of her wet core muscles squeezing his fingers wildly, desperately as he worked them in and out of her womb, was erotic beyond words and he knew he was close to coming again.
Unable to hold back, O’Grady reared up, pointing his member at her soft breasts as he ejaculated, covering her large breasts with his seed. She moaned, on her hands and knees, the picture of subjugation and he felt a pang of some deep emotion within him.
They tumbled onto the bed, three people, wrung out from the strenuous exercise.
Bianca was weeping softly and she felt her Masters kiss her all over her poor, spent body.
“Did we hurt you, Pet?” growled O’Grady, concern and despair in his voice as St Just stroked her head, cleaning her body with a warm washcloth.
Bianca shook her head.
The feeling of being used by the men she loved…that was unique. The sadness was because she knew that in their eyes, she was just one of many.
And she would be on her way out soon.
She fell asleep, the tears trickling down her cheeks, sandwiched between the muscular bodies of the men she loved. But her face was pressed into O’Grady’s chest, for he was dearer to her…