by Dark Angel
As Ares and I embrace, Kaden slips my bottoms off, leaving me completely naked as we journey through the city. He quickly slips between my legs to kiss up and down my smooth thighs, leaving a trail of nibbles, and a small yelp from me at each.
He works his way up to my soaked cunt and slips his tongue between the folds of my pussy with no hesitation. I feel his tongue plunge deep into me, and I moan loud into Ares’s mouth.
I stroke Ares’s cock as Kaden licks away at my pussy, my body nearly on fire from pure pleasure. Kaden suddenly takes my clit into his mouth and flicks his tongue against it expertly.
I moan louder and reach both hands up to pull Ares against me harder, my nails digging into the back of his neck as waves of pleasure begin to envelop my entire form.
Ares reaches down and grabs my breasts tight, massaging them roughly.
My body begins to writhe under the touch of both of them, and I feel something well up deep inside me. Kaden slips two fingers into my cunt as he starts licking at my clit more roughly. He fingers me hard and my body suddenly explodes to their touch.
My orgasm comes in waves, crashing through my mind as my body shakes beneath them both. Neither of them relents, bringing my pleasure up and over what I could have imagined I would ever experience. I feel my cunt spasm on his fingers, but Kaden doesn’t let up at all.
I begin to squirt hard onto him, spraying my juices all over as I scream out to their touch.
Kaden doesn’t let up on me for a moment. As I try to catch my breath, he picks me up and pulls me onto his lap. Ares takes the cue and sits back up on the seat as I feel Kaden’s cock line up to my cunt. I’m barely able to do much more than pant, especially against these two strong men who can maneuver me like a little doll.
Kaden presses the head of his cock against the entrance to my pussy as Ares strokes my hair. He pulls me towards his huge cock and presses my head down onto him, and as soon as his cock pushes past my lips, Kaden thrusts his own up into me.
I gasp loudly, but am immediately stifled by both their cocks being pushed all the way into me. My head goes fuzzy as I’m filled with two feet of thick, throbbing cock.
Both men begin thrusting into me hard. I’m in pure ecstasy as both my mouth and cunt are being fucked with no restraint whatsoever. They drive their cocks into me, and I find myself struggling to keep up.
I rock my hips against Kaden as I start to be able to match his rhythm, and begin to stroke Ares’s balls as my mind begins to clear.
I finally gain control of the situation and press them both down, beginning to bounce on Kaden’s cock, letting it come almost all the way out of my cunt before dropping back down onto him. I stroke Ares’s full length with one hand, then alternate back and forth between my hand and my mouth, making sure to pleasure every inch.
We all begin to thrust and rock in rhythm. The subtle bumps and vibrations of the car from the road only serve to add to the sensations driven through our bodies. I stroke Ares’s muscled legs as I rock my head up and down on his cock, matching Kaden’s thrusts into me. We each start to move faster and faster, feeding off each other as our moans fill the limo.
I feel their thrusts getting more and more erratic, and my own hips start thrusting with them more violently and urgently.
I feel an all-too-familiar and welcome feeling welling up inside me once again, and I begin to climax as they fuck me with every inch of force they can muster.
Ares pays no mind to my gagging and sputtering as he shoves his cock violently down my throat. I feel both their cocks swell in response to my own orgasm, their pulsating and throbbing only making me come even harder. I spray my viscous cum all over Kaden as his cock starts to explode deep into my cunt.
With every hard thrust from their cocks I feel their huge balls slap into my ass and my face, made heavier by the built-up cum ready to spew into my body.
Ares forces my head down hard and begins to spew cum directly down my throat as I struggle for breath, but I’m too engrossed in my own throes of pleasure to even care.
As both my cunt and mouth are used and filled to the brim, my mind blanks in a state of pure ecstasy, my own mind-shattering orgasm joining theirs, as we all ascend to another plane of pleasurable existence together.
After receiving what I could only imagine was a collective gallon of cum, I collapse onto my side, breathing heavily with a huge, lewd smile on my face.
I look up at my two partners as I struggle to refill my lungs as fast as my body can keep up.
They’re both looking back down at me, still hungry, and still at full mast. Both lie on either side and they push me to my side, leaving me sandwiched between them. Ares presses his cock against my ass, and he’s still as hard as can be. Kaden lifts my left leg into the air and reclaims his spot inside my soaked, cum-filled cunt, all while Ares caresses my ass with his cock.
Ares watches as Kaden fucks me again, moaning into my ear and stroking my skin. Once he’s finally satisfied with the show, and sufficiently enjoyed the moans Kaden brings forth from me so easily, he starts to press his cock against my ass.
I have absolutely no hesitation in my throes of passion with these men and immediately thrust my ass back onto him, impaling myself on his massive cock. I moan and scream as I’m suddenly filled absolutely to the brim, and they take this cue to begin thrusting into me with no regard to the extremes of their force.
The intensity of their passion overwhelms me almost immediately. I grip Kaden tightly, wrapping my arms and legs around him and relinquishing my whole body to these two powerful men to use as they please.
They oblige well, thrusting their massive cocks into my cunt and ass like pistons into a formula one engine, alternating their thrusts into me, leaving me perpetually full in one hole or the other.
I dig my nails into Kaden’s shoulders, dragging them along and drawing a little blood from my scratches.
As we fuck, the limo takes its final turn and we use the momentum to roll so that Ares is suddenly on his back while I ride his cock up my ass, and Kaden pounds away furiously at my soaked cunt.
The vehicle comes to a stop, but thankfully, the driver takes care not to disturb us as we fuck like mad. My mind is going completely white, clouded completely by the pleasure of these powerful men.
I squirt and spray over and over as I orgasm repeatedly. I’ve completely lost track of where one orgasm ends and the next begins. They seem to crash over each other like a storm of waves onto a shoreline. As the grand tidal wave builds up in my mind, I feel their thrusts start to become erratic, their cocks throbbing hard in response to my screams.
Kaden and Ares both suddenly thrust as hard as they can into me and release a torrential flood of cum from their huge cocks, filling me to the brim immediately, their cum spraying out over my ass, my legs, and on the limo floor.
I grip tightly to Kaden as my entire body quivers, and they both embrace me tightly in turn as their cum pulses deep into me. The feeling of it gushing out from me drives me over the edge once again.
My cunt spasms on Kaden’s cock, and from the moan he lets out, I know Ares feels it hard in my ass as well. I collapse wholly onto Ares as both men slowly, painfully slowly, slide their cocks from my holes, letting a flood of cum ooze out from my holes and mix into a puddle on the limo floor.
Chapter 14
Marshall
I'm waiting—just sitting here fucking waiting!—in a conference room in the building of Sin, Inc.
I know Ares was grazed in the shoulder by a bullet. I know they're on their way back and that they confronted Edwin, but that's about it. I feel the all-too-familiar sense of rage come over me. It quickens my blood and takes over my entire body to the point that I’m shaking.
What has me most infuriated is that Caroline was in harm's way and that pitiful excuse for a father put her there. What she must be feeling makes me so angry I could unleash hell on all of them.
Caroline. She’s my girl. She's become important to me, more important than I
could have imagined, and when that happens there's no going back. I’ll fight and die for anyone I love.
A storm is brewing inside me knowing she could have been hurt, and I’m ready to unleash a hurricane of fury on all of her enemies. This raging fury is my greatest asset because it makes me fierce. Makes me strong. Makes me fucking unstoppable. I love when I become consumed by this desire to hurt and to kill. It provides a perfect laser focus for me to get shit done.
Justin's in the room with me, and he I and are very different. He views thing from a sensory perspective, whereas I’m ride or die. He keeps his cool, evaluates everything. So he's kinda the perfect person to calm me down.
"Take it easy, man. She's coming. They'll be here soon."
I shake my head. "How you can just sit back like that? I'll never understand."
I look around the room and feel powerless. There're no weapons in here or people to hit. I have to fight to contain all of my inner turmoil. My foot bounces impatiently on the ground, drumming out a frantic rhythm.
All this adrenaline culminates in an intense need to fuck it all out. But not just with anyone. I want to fuck her. If Caroline were here, I’d pound all of my aggression into her and she would just take it and make it go away.
Justin leans back in his seat, and I know he's thinking the same thing, but he’d want to go at it slowly and taste her sweet nectar, savor that perfect pussy, while I’m more interested in fucking her brains out until dawn.
"Fuck!" I yell to no one.
Justin looks at me like I’m crazy. I feel like it. "Calm down,” he says. “There's nothing to do but wait. Besides, I just got a text and they're almost here. Ares will need to see the doctor."
"Fine. Whatever."
I wait impatiently for them to make their way to me.
"Marshall!"
That sweet voice rings out, and as she says my name, I feel relief flood through me as I turn to gaze on Caroline, the only thing that can calm me right now.
I go to her and wrap her up in my arms. I swing her around and breathe her in as I feel her lithe body beneath my strong arms.
"Are you okay?" I say The storm kicks in once more as I examine her body for any signs of injury, but she looks okay.
"Hey, thanks for your concern," Ares says with sarcasm.
He’s cradling his shoulder, and I remember the wounded.
"You better get that checked out."
"Yeah, no kidding."
He turns to leave, but not before planting a hungry kiss on Caroline. Always greedy, that one. He makes sure to get his due.
Justin comes up behind me and takes control of Caroline. He breathes in the scent of her hair and a look of ecstasy crosses his face. What the fuck is his deal? Are these guys all as crazed by Caroline as I am?
As much as I hate to turn things to business, it has to be done. Number one on my list is to protect Caroline, and to do that I need all the details.
Kaden sits down and so does Caroline. Justin sits next to her and strokes her skin in a lascivious way like he wants to feast on her or some shit. I’m not convinced he doesn’t.
"So you guys talked to the dad? Any luck in finding out whether he has the money?" I say the words but I'm assuming, based on Ares's injury, they came out empty-handed.
Kaden says, "No. He gave us nothing. He says the money's not there."
This confirms what I already suspected. I try to tame the furor that ignites within me. If this guy doesn't have the cash then Caroline's life is at risk. That makes me more enraged than anything so far.
Justin looks at us all steadily before saying, "We know he doesn't have it. Samuel did a complete check, and no US account has the required amount of money, whether it’s a business account or a personal account. Edwin doesn’t have the cash; he can’t pay them back."
"That's just not true!" Caroline says.
"What do you mean?" I ask, my gaze focusing on her.
"Growing up, I knew my father was notorious for avoiding taxes because he didn’t want to pay them. I watched silently while he socked it all away in overseas bank accounts—in Switzerland and the Grand Cayman Islands. I know he has the money. He wouldn't ever let himself be a pauper."
Kaden gets up to leave. I already know where he's going. The slightest hint of a lead is good for us.
"I have to go tell this to Samuel," he says. "He can check the accounts overseas."
"Bye, baby," Kaden says, leaning close to whisper into her ear. A raw animalism seems to take over him, and next thing I know he's fucking massaging her tits and has his goddamn tongue down her throat.
"Fuck, man, control yourself! There's work to do," I say, feeling the rage start to prick behind my eyelids again.
He pulls away from her, but not until he’s taken his sweet time to say goodbye. She looks flushed and pink. Asshole. I wish I’d done what he did. But somebody has to be responsible for waging this war against her father. Looks like that’s me.
"Back to business please," I growl.
She eyes me playfully and my cock hardens even more, straining against my pants. I feel some a rush of emotion like it's just the two of us. I swear she only has eyes for me right now, and that calms down the ever-present rage in my heart like nothing else could. Fucking finally.
One look from her and I'd do anything. She has me wrapped around her finger so tightly, which is odd because she's the only person in this world who’s managed to tame the raging lion inside. My fury dies down as I continue to stare at her, my eyes locked on hers. I don’t know if I could look away now if I tried.
"You know, Marshall,” she says, and my cock gets impossibly harder with the way she says my name, “if you give me back my phone I think I can find some of my dad's old contacts on there. They can help you track down the money. It might help." She bats her eyelashes teasingly, her voice sugar-sweet.
This girl gets me on a whole other level. Her lightheartedness makes me light too. Something I’m not familiar with. Suddenly the world isn’t so dense and dire when she's around.
"Fine, baby, whatever you need. Let's go get your phone."
Justin and I escort her to the penthouse and into her room—still without a door. I open the safe that contains her phone, and she scrolls through until she gives us some solid names to go by.
"Here," she says, handing me the phone. "See for yourself."
The little screen can barely accommodate my large hands. I'm scrolling and pressing on buttons until, eventually, I see what a naughty little thing Caroline really is. There's a slew of filthy pictures of her naked, holding her tits while her hardened nipples poke out the top of her hands. She's touching herself on the bathroom floor. There's one of her coming, you can tell by her face that’s etched with ecstasy. I know that face well.
"Oh, whoops! Those were not meant to be seen!" Her hands fly to her mouth and her eyes grow wide.
Yeah right. She totally wanted me to see those.
She deftly flips the phone out of my hand, and Justin and I tackle her and pin her to the ground to get it back. I know he's thinking what I am. He saw the pictures too. Now he's on sensory overload, wanting to consume every bit of what we just saw. In the flesh.
"Act it out for me baby," he commands. "I want to watch you touch yourself like that."
"Guys!" she squeals. "Are you serious?"
"Deadly," I say.
My gaze darkens as I look down at her, and all I can think about is shredding her outfit and getting her naked. The animal inside roars, ready to ravage this girl and make her mine yet again. I won’t be tamed, and I won’t wait another second to have her.
Chapter 15
Caroline
Marshall and Justin are sprawled across me each pining one arm reaching for the phone in my hand. They are already hard and I can feel their cocks pressing into my hip and thigh.
My legs are tangled with Marshall’s and he is very slow about sliding his thigh from between my legs as he stands.
Justin licks down the side of m
y throat as he pushes up to stand. My jeans rub against my clit as they slide their bodies down mine.
Once they are standing over me, Marshall snaps his fingers and gestures to my phone still in my outstretched hand. I sit part way up and hand it to him.
He looks long and hard at the picture on the screen.
I think it is the one I took late one night in my bathroom at the house. I drank a couple of glasses of wine with dinner that night and made myself a special album of pictures for later.
That particular picture was at the height of my passion and I caught a great selfie of my “O” face. I’m really glad I was super horny and bored that night, it gave me the perfect way to loosen Marshall up.
He needs to let loose and get some of the anger off, he can’t get anything done with him all bottled up. Now I get to see what he is going to do with all that energy.
“You seem to be wearing a lot less in this picture.” Marshall ponders the details of the picture. “Now I don’t think we can match the tile work but we can do something about your clothes. Strip,” he commands.
I stand up.
Marshall stays where he is holding my phone.
I look directly in his eyes, defiant, daring him to blink. He returns my stare gestures with his head.
“Strip,” Marshall repeats, his voice a little sharper. It sounds like his breath is getting shorter as he seems to be losing what little temper he has.
I shift my gaze to Justin standing slightly back from him letting Marshall take control of the situation.
Justin licks his lips and nods along to what Marshall says.
“Show us how naughty the girl in the picture is,” says Marshall.
He looks like he almost doesn’t want me to listen to him, giving him an excuse to tear my clothes off and punish me, but I want to give in this time and give him something to punish me about later.
I stand up and begin to slide my top up my torso. The hem reaches the bottom of my bra and I slowly turn around. I toss the top to the side and reach from the clasp of my black bra.