Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 73397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
"Eve, take it," Brandon pants.
I do. I take it all like a greedy woman. Squeezing my pussy walls, I milk his cock for every drop of that decadent cum.
I can never get enough of the heat that fills my soul. I don't stop till a thin trail of fluid runs down my inner thigh.
Drex moves his hands up and down my spine. He is coaxing me along, his fingers making the bruises on my body sting, but there is something to say about raw pain.
It makes you feel alive— more than you ever have before. Each time his thumb glides over a bruise or cut, I jump.
I am lucky to be on this side of the earth. If they were an hour later, I would be dead. I am confident that those three brutes would have killed me. I am not a religious woman, but there was an angel in the form of ten men on my side tonight.
Drex pushed all the way inside of my ass, his cock exploding a thick spray of semen inside of my ass walls. My sphincter gripped the base of his dick.
"Argh, fuck, Eve!" Drex moans.
His hands wrap around my waist as his hips buck against my body. He is already coming but he’s still fucking me with a strength I have never felt before.
If I was not bruised before tonight, I would be after this.
I'm on the verge of coming when Drex pulls out of me. I'm sure that he knows how close I am, but he will leave me for the next one—not that he doesn't want to make me come, but the fact that making me wait will increase my libido.
"Finn, come get this. Our girl needs to come," Drex says.
My mouth is already fucked hard, but Robin forces his cock into the back of my throat. The veins are now twitching on my tongue. I know soon I will swallow another load of cum.
Can you overdose on cum? I might do just that after tonight. Can you imagine that being the cause of death? Evelyn Travers dies from an overdose of semen.
If I weren't so busy, I would ask them if that's possible. It would be the best way to go.
I have tears running down my face from the force of a dick in my throat. I know they love when that happens. It's proof of a job well-done.
I read in one of my romance books once that men love mascara stains on the face after a blowjob. I think that's true.
With both hands gripping my hair, Robin breaks his silence.
"Drink my fucking cum!"
My mouth fills with a steady stream of warm fluid, each shot thicker than the last. I don't know how I am swallowing it all, but I do.
It always seemed a shame to spill any of this life-giving cream. Plus, to be honest, I love the way it tastes. Salty, sweet, hot, and creamy. Delicious!
"Shit, I can't take anymore."
Robin falls back on the bed, his twin taking his place. These boys are insatiable.
Finn slides his cock inside of my pussy. I'm already filled with the last load of semen, but he pushes deep inside me. His hands grip my hips tightly.
He holds himself inside my pussy walls for a moment, and I feel his body shiver against mine. It's erotic. All this tonight is helping me get over the sickness of the world around us.
My body lurches forward. Finn is fucking into my pussy like a madman. His hands move up to grab the back of my hair. I can tell he has pent-up rage inside of him. Finn doesn't have mercy on my pussy. It feels like a jackhammer against my walls. "Whose pussy is this, Eve?" Finn asks.
I don't know what to say. I have never been asked that before from any of the ten men. It might be wrong, but when he asks me that, I feel more turned on than ever before.
"Your pussy. Their pussy. All of you own this pussy!"
Cheers erupt around us. I have just told a group of studs that they, in fact, are the only ones who will ever be inside of me. More than that, I mean it. No other man will ever have a chance of fucking me. I won't allow myself to be touched by anyone else.
Gustav silences my moans with his cock. Pushing into my mouth, he makes sure that I can't say a word. He slips in one inch at a time.
He stops each time another inch disappears inside of me. His eyes are locked on mine, his body stiffening.
"Such a pretty mouth for a massive cock to destroy!" Gustav's voice is as determined as his cock is.
With Finn in my pussy and Gustav in my mouth, I probably look like someone being spit-roasted. Spikes—cocks—impaling me from both ends. I love the way they make me theirs repeatedly.