Chapter 291: You Hurt So Good
Chapter 291: You Hurt So Good
Camilla
Domenico's grip was bruising while he pounded between my thighs, two arms suddenly hooking under my knees before drawing them to my side. The angle changed with his movement and Domenico heard it as my moans became more frantic. My stomach curled as a smirk twisted over his face, capturing my eyes with his a second before his dick swelled within inside me.
It always did second before he cum and as he fulfilled his promises, he sheathed himself all the way in before his cum flooded my inside. The warmth of his release coated my sensitive walls with spurt after spurt of his orgasm, looking like a man possessed as I was forced to take it all. In the background, I could hear Gregorio and Adriano's words of approval but all I could focus on was the sensation of being marked by them.
"Shit," Domenico groaned as my pussy wrung out at the very last drop from his body, feeling his cum being to sleep out from the edge from where his dick was still filling me.
"Take it, darling. You are such a good girl."
I whimpered at the endearment and then curled a shaky hand up around his neck, pulling him down to kiss me just as his dick slipped free from my body.
"And you are such a good boy." I whispered against his lips, knowing damn well I was playing with fire and revealing in the burn, squealing as I was suddenly flipped onto my stomach. Lifting my hips upwards, Domenico delivers a playful slap to my ass, though it was more than hard enough to leave me groaning at the sting.
Maneuvering my form to his taste, I soon found myself on my knees with my back straight, thighs shifting at the sensation of his cum spilling down them.
"Good to know you haven't lost the brat in you." The words curl over my ears before I am abruptly shoved forward. Adriano caught me as I not so gracefully fell into his arms.
Lifting me until I am straddling his lap, my hands can't seem to move fast enough in their attempt to shove his pants down over his perfect ass and free his thick length from the confines of his clothes. I shake out some of the flour from his hair to which he grin devilishly in response, entangling one hand into my own before yanking me back. There was no time to get comfortable before he was filling me wholly.
It hurts as I feel the soft metal of his piercing nudge against a spot inside me, thankful for Domenico's cum helping to adjust me to his girth. With my head still angled back, Adriano didn't waste no time devouring the sensitive skin of my neck, biting and licking and sucking as my moans reverberated against his mouth. I found myself completely and utterly trapped within his brutal touch, bare of a single desire to break free.
"I…you…" I stutter, trying to voice even a single coherent thought and failing horribly in my attempts.
"Poor little thing, have we fucked the sense out of you already?" Adriano chuckles against my throat, unable to even keep my eyes open long enough to notice Gregorio and Domenico taking in every inch of where our bodies meet.
My face pinched into an expression I am sure would look like agony under any other circumstances but everything was too intense to care.
"You hurt…so good." I finally managed through bated breaths, trying to sound composed while knowing it only spurred him on to steal even that from me.
By the end of this night, I know there wouldn't be a single piece of me left that wasn't at least partially owned by them and them I.
"I know, Camilla, I know." He mumbled.
And this was only the beginning, the beginning of our forever. I could feel my pussy flutter around him as he started bouncing me on his lap, gravity being his aid every time he slammed me flushed with his hips. Every time I dropped down onto him, my body rolled in a way that dragged my clit against his hard body, the added friction as delicious as it was dangerous.
"Never again, princess." He growled over his unrelenting ministry, clearly intent on savoring the taste of my acceptance on his tongue. My acceptance of them and all of the history we can't change.
"Never again," I agreed just as I felt the warm press of another body at my back, the other two no longer willing to wait on the sidelines like before.
Noting Adriano's nod directed behind me, he unfurled my hand from around his neck and dropped them instead around the man behind me. Shifting as they pleased, a happy little sight left me when I realized it was Gregorio encouraging me to lean back into him, his long fingers wrapping to cup a breast in each palm. This new angel opened me up to all of them better, my front on full display for them to ravage with their darkened eyes.
"I am going to pierce these for you one day." Gregorio murmured lowly against my ear though his gaze held on Adriano, rolling my nipples threateningly between his thumb and forefinger.
"Greg," I whimpered but he simply shushed me with an amused hum.
"I bet a slutty little temptress like you would even get off on it."
As if to prove his point, a moan of delicious agony filled the room as he pinched down on my nipples hard and uncaring of the way it made me writhe.
"We would all enjoy tugging at the pretty piercing, enjoy the sound you make when you bow for our mercy." He continued, the image in my head drawing me even closer to the edge.
It was only then I realized my eyes had unintentionally fallen shut once again and when I finally mustered the will to come back to the present, all I could do was gasp at the sight before me.
"Domenico," Adriano grumbled in warning as he saw what I did at the same time, the man in question having positioned himself down onto his stomach, my head tilting to watch while he inched closer to my core.
A shiver traveled through me at the feeling of his warm breath fanning over the both of us.
"Yes?" He smirked in a way that dared anybody to speak up, to stop him from what he was about to do.
But before his brother could voice another word of protest, Domenico's tongue began to lap at my clit, Gregorio pinning me still while Adriano continued to unrelenting thrusts between my thighs.
"Please, please." I cried, though I didn't know what I was pleading for.
All I could focus on was the smooth expanse of Domenico's tongue as he licked from my clit all the way down to where Adriano's dick was stretching me wide. I could feel it every time his mouth met the hard length making me see stars, the cage of bodies tensing and relaxing repeatedly around me. Every sense in my own shut down until I was a blank slate for them to recreate, unintelligent words being pulled from my overstimulated form.
Then everything happened at once and I didn't have a single moment to prepare for it. The only way I could describe things is that it felt as though the entirety of my soul was torn straight from my chest and left to topple over a cliff's edge, my orgasm spiraling through me in an uncontrollable tyrant known as the three men before me.
"Fuck, you two….." Adriano groaned as he was forced to pull out of me, my gushing pussy flooding the sheets beneath us in long, drawn out spurts.
Hell, we were messy enough with the flour remnant, let alone the mess I just made. Domenico propped himself up on his elbows to watch as Adriano forced himself back inside me, repeatedly hitting that spot that never fails to turn me to putty beneath his touch.
"I am going to pump you so full of my cum, it will be seeping from your pores by the time I am done with you." He promised just as Domenico returned his focus to my clit, so sensitive and swollen it almost hurt for him to touch.
Despite how badly my mind craved this, my body couldn't help but rebel, trying to break free from the confinement of their hands.
"You are not going anywhere, pretty girl." Gregorio's dark voice filled my ear just as I cum again, only this time, I swear it never stopped.
Indescribable pleasure wracked through me in tandem with their own, Adriano's thrusts slowing in speed but growing in intensity. He pistoned upwards in harsh, severe movement while Gregorio kept me still, the three of them working as a team to dominate even the deepest recesses of my mind.
"Come on, Camilla. Give us one more."
It wasn't the words themselves that had me listening to his demand, rather, it was the desperation in Adriano's voice. The plea as though he needed this just as much as I did.
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