When he’s fully inside her ass, we nod to one another and he slowly pulls out. We begin to gently alternate strokes and Charlotte relaxes completely, moaning a little at our pace.
“Her pussy is too good. I won’t last.” With both of us inside her at once, it makes her beyond tight.
“Sit her up a little and let me play with her clit. I’m about to cum too, and she needs to go off with us.”
I nod to Ridge and help him sit Charlotte up some. As soon as his fingers touch her clit, I go to her nipples and she tenses at the pleasure.
She strains against the bindings on her wrist, so I reach behind me and pull them loose. Her eyes widen in shock like she didn’t expect that, but in her position, she’s not going anywhere. She trapped between us and she’ll never get away.
After a second, she closes her eyes, and rocks with us as we fuck her.
Ridge brings his free hand up and takes off the gag, letting her moans of pleasure echo through the cabin. They are the sweetest sounds I’ve ever heard.
“That’s it, baby, say our names. Say who are fucking you like gods. Tell us who you want raping your cunt and asshole.”
“Oh God,” she moans.
“Not good enough,” Ridge says, and pinches her clit.
“Ridge, Hudson!” she shouts, and Ridge gives me a smirk. The fucker is gloating she said his name first.
I’m too lost in the feel of her tight pussy to care though. Seeing her rocking up and down on both of our dicks does me in, and I feel my balls draw up.
“I’m cumming,” I shout and thrust up hard, feeling Charlotte’s own climax hit. She leans back against Ridge, and I watch as her whole body flushes from pleasure. Ridge follows us both into the abyss, and I feel his cock pulsing inside her ass as he empties his load.
We all stay connected as we catch our breath, and after a moment, Charlotte locks eyes with me.
“Can we do that again?”
CHAPTER EIGHT
RIDGE
“Can we do that again?”
My cock jerks in her ass at her words. “We’re never stopping again, baby,” I say, taking her mouth. Her lips part beneath mine as she kisses me back with a wild, reckless passion that I’d missed all these months. Fuck, those last six month were too long to be away from her. Sometimes I didn’t even think it was worth it.
“Tell us you love us,” I hear Hudson say.
Pulling her lips from mine, she says the words that always have us wrapped around her finger. “I love you.”
Sliding my hand down her stomach, I pause on her belly. “Did you go off?” I ask, wondering if she finally went off the pill. It’s something we've been trying to get her to do since we made her ours years ago. She refused, but with good reason. She said not until we retired, not until we did our final job, and now we had. The warden was dead, a six month hit job that made us a cool twenty million.
“Yes,” she whispers as I slide my hand down further between her and Hudson to find her clit.
“Fuck, you just made me hard again. We’ve both filled your little cunt a few times. You could already be pregnant.”
I glide my other hand up to her throat, placing a firm hold on her. I now have one hand on her clit, one wrapped around her neck, and she’s pinned between us with both our cocks still inside her, how we are supposed to be.
“We didn’t know you’d like it so much. You put up a good fight, but fuck, you wouldn’t stop cumming for us. Was it that it had been too long, or did you like us raping you, taking it however we wanted?”
“Oh god,” she whimpers, trying to move her hips. We have her impaled on us good, so she can’t move unless we let her.
We've been together for years; we met doing random jobs for the government. Charlotte’s a doctor, but she’s also trained for field work. Hudson and I always worked together, had been together since we were ten and shared the same foster home, but the day our eyes landed on Charlotte, we knew. She was ours from that moment and has been ever since.
We all wanted out, but we needed one final job to set us up, and this one was big. We had to get into the prison, kill the warden, and make our escape. The warden was a tricky bastard, and also an extremely paranoid fucker too, as he should be. It’s part of why he never left the prison. I can’t imagine what a person would have to have done for the government to fork out twenty mill to make your death look legit. For the government to frame you for helping two prisoners escape, but have them turn on you, it must have been bad.
We had to get inside and piss him off enough to want a piece of us. That’s where Charlotte came in. Her job was to make the warden want her, and I’m sure it didn’t take much. She’s utter perfection. The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life. After she got his attention, we took what he wanted. A man like the warden didn’t like the idea of someone else having what he thought was his.