Torn Ivy (Thornfield Supernatural Academy #2)

15. Torin

15

TORIN

Gripping the belt like a lifeline of control, my fangs drop when Bram pulls out of Poison’s little cunt. She is giving us a creampie that sends my arousal into outer space. With a low growl, I let go of the belt and drag her over to me. I lie down with her on top of me, trembling and weak as I shove my cock into her. “Ride me, bitch,” I snarl.

Poison’s eyes flutter open as I impale her on my cock. She’s still shaking from her intense orgasm, but she obeys, starting to move her hips.

“Faster,” I growl, gripping her waist hard enough to bruise.

She whimpers but picks up the pace, bouncing on my cock. Her tits jiggle enticingly with each movement. I reach up and grab them roughly, pinching and twisting her nipples until she cries out.

“That’s it, scream for me. Let everyone hear what a dirty little slut you are.”

I grab the belt and pull it tighter. She gags, and her eyes roll back. She slumps forward, and I smile. Rolling us over, I impale her. I’ve cut off her oxygen supply, and she has passed out. I have seconds to enjoy this moment of completely disgusting abuse before I have to bring her around. My cock is like iron in her pliant pussy, and I groan as I slam into her unconscious body with savage intensity, my fangs fully extended. The primal part of me revels in her complete vulnerability, her limp form at my mercy.

But I know I can’t let this last.

With a frustrated growl, I loosen the belt. “Wake up, slut. I’m not done with you yet.”

Her eyelids flutter, and she gasps for air as her innate shifter healing kicks in. As soon as I see awareness return to her gaze, I pound into her brutally.

“That’s it,” I snarl. “Stay with me. I want you to feel every. Fucking. Thrust.”

Poison’s body jerks beneath me, her pussy clenching around my cock as she struggles for air. Tears leak from the corners of her eyes, but I can smell her arousal spiking.

“Filthy little whore,” I growl. “Getting off on being fucked while you’re unconscious.”

“Ahh!” she rasps, her voice so hoarse it’s barely a whisper. “Yes,” she moans. “More.”

Fucking hell. Could she be more perfect?

I feel my orgasm building, my thrusts becoming erratic. With a roar, I bury myself deep inside her and climax like I never have before, filling her already cum-soaked cunt enough for it to gush back out.

My cock is still twitching when I pull out, I loosen the belt again, allowing Poison to gulp in desperate breaths.

I look over at Tate, who’s been stroking himself as he watches. “Your turn. I want to watch you punish her pussy.”

Tate’s eyes darken as he moves towards Poison’s trembling form on the bed. He grabs her roughly by the hair, yanking her head back. But as he looks into her eyes, I see him smile softly, and I sigh. Rough and tumble time is over.

“I love you,” he murmurs. “Shift back.”

With a smile that speaks volumes, Poison shifts back to Ivy and rewards him by slamming him back to the bed and straddling him.

“You soft arse,” I grumble. “We were having fun.”

“And now I’m having fun,” he says with a bright smile as Ivy starts to bounce up and down on him with great abandon, her blonde hair whipping around as she bounces on his cock. I can’t deny the appeal of seeing her take charge.

“Fuck, Ivy,” Tate groans, gripping her hips. “You feel so good.”

She leans down, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. I roll my eyes at the tender display, but my cock twitches with renewed interest.

Bram moves closer, his hand trailing down Ivy’s spine. She shivers at his touch but doesn’t break her rhythm.

“Don’t forget about us, little one,” Bram purrs. “We’re not done with you yet.” Ivy moans into Tate’s mouth as Bram’s fingers dip between her ass cheeks. “Fuck, all that cum is slippery over your hole. Do you want me to fuck you there?” I watch with interest as he slowly works a finger into her tight hole.

“Mm,” Ivy moans, wiggling her backside for him.

Ivy gasps, her movements faltering slightly as Bram adds another finger. Tate takes advantage, gripping her hips tightly and thrusting up into her.

“Fuck,” Ivy whimpers. “More. I need more.”

Bram is happy to oblige. With a wicked smile, he positions himself behind her and shoves his cock into her arsehole slowly.

“Fuck!” Ivy cries out as Bram’s cock stretches her. Her body shakes, caught between the two men impaling her.

“That’s it, take it all,” Bram growls, gripping her hips as he pushes deeper.

“So fucking tight,” Tate grunts.

I move closer, my erection bobbing. “Lick me clean,” I purr, grabbing a fistful of Ivy’s hair and yanking her head back.

Her lips part in a silent gasp, and I shove my cock into her mouth. She gags slightly but quickly adjusts, her tongue swirling around my length.

“That’s it,” I groan. “Use that talented mouth of yours.”

Ivy moans around my cock as Bram and Tate set a brutal pace, fucking her from both ends. Her body jerks between us, entirely at our mercy.

“Fucking hell,” Bram grunts. “You’re squeezing me so tight.”

I tighten my grip on Ivy’s hair, fucking her face roughly.

“Such a good little princess,” I praise, switching tactics now that she is Ivy again. “Taking all our cocks like you were made for it.”

Tate groans, his hips working up faster. “Fuck, Ivy, I’m coming.”

Ivy whimpers around my cock, her body trembling as she’s pounded from all sides.

“Come for us, little killer,” I growl.

With a muffled cry, Ivy’s orgasm hits her hard. Her body convulses wildly, shaking uncontrollably.

“Fuck!” Tate shouts, burying himself deep as he comes.

Bram follows soon after with a guttural groan, filling Ivy’s ass with his cum. The sight of her taking all of us at once pushes me over the edge, and I spill down her throat with a roar.

For a moment, we’re all still, panting heavily. Then I slowly pull out of Ivy’s mouth, watching as she gasps for air. Her body slumps between Bram and Tate, thoroughly used and dripping with our cum.

Running a hand over her sweat-drenched hair, I grip it lightly and tilt her head back. “What’s your name, little killer?”