Chapter 148: Madness [R18]

"Bunny..." The name left him like a prayer and a curse all at once.

Illai laughed softly against the curve of her neck, the sound dark and delighted. "See? He’s starving." His own cock pressed insistently against the small of her back, hard and leaking. He rolled his hips, dragging the thick shaft through the cleft of her ass, smearing precum along her skin. "So am I."

Bunny tried to form words—some sharp reprimand, some breathless protest—but Orion’s mouth claimed hers again, swallowing every sound. His tongue stroked deep, hungry, while Illai’s hand slid between her thighs from behind. Two long fingers parted her folds and sank into the slick heat without hesitation. Bunny’s back arched; a broken moan spilled into Orion’s kiss.

"Fuck, she’s soaked," Illai murmured, voice rough with wonder and lust. He pumped his fingers slowly, curling them, spreading her open. The wet sound of it filled the dark room. "Listen to that. She’s ready for both of us."

Orion broke the kiss only long enough to drag his mouth down her throat, biting the sensitive place where neck met shoulder. His hand joined Illai’s between her legs, two sets of fingers sliding through her arousal, circling her clit, pushing inside her together until Bunny was trembling, thighs shaking, overwhelmed by the dual invasion.

"Illai—Orion—"

"Shh." Illai nipped her earlobe. "We’ve got you."

They moved her between them with practiced ease, as though they had rehearsed this in every shared dream. Orion settled on his back, pulling Bunny astride him. The broad head of his cock nudged her entrance; she sank down in one slow, burning slide that tore a raw groan from both of them. Orion’s hands clamped onto her hips, holding her still while he throbbed deep inside her, filling her to the limit.

Illai knelt behind her, chest pressed to her spine. He kissed the nape of her neck, the line of her shoulder, while his slick fingers traced the place where she was already stretched around his brother. "Breathe, Bunny," he whispered, voice thick. "I’m going to make you take more."

She felt the blunt pressure of him against her ass, slick with her own wetness and the oil he must have produced from somewhere. Illai pushed forward slowly, relentlessly, the thick head of his cock stretching the tight ring of muscle. Bunny’s breath hitched; Orion’s hands stroked her thighs, her waist, grounding her as Illai worked himself deeper in careful, rocking thrusts until he was buried to the hilt.

The fullness was overwhelming—two thick cocks buried inside her at once, pulsing, stretching her until she felt claimed in every way. Bunny’s head fell forward onto Orion’s chest; a broken, needy sound spilled from her lips.

"That’s it," Illai rasped, voice frayed. "Feel us. Both of us."

They began to move.

Orion thrust up from below in long, deep strokes while Illai matched him from behind, their rhythms overlapping, sliding against each other through the thin wall of her body. Every time one withdrew the other drove in, keeping her constantly filled, constantly stretched. The dual friction was devastating. Wet, filthy sounds filled the room—skin on skin, the slick glide of cocks moving in and out of her, the soft gasps and low groans of three bodies locked together.

Illai’s hands roamed freely—cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples, sliding down to rub her clit in tight, relentless circles while he fucked her ass with increasing force. Orion’s grip on her hips tightened; he snapped upward harder, the thick length of him dragging over every sensitive place inside her cunt until stars burst behind her eyelids.

"Look at you," Illai growled against her ear, voice wrecked with lust. "Taking both of us so well. Our perfect little Guide." He bit down on her shoulder, hard enough to leave a mark, and thrust deeper. "You’re going to come on our cocks. I can feel how close you are."

Bunny’s body seized. The dual pressure, the relentless stimulation of clit and the two thick shafts grinding inside her, shattered her. She cried out as the orgasm ripped through her—violent, all-consuming—her walls clamping down hard around both of them. Orion cursed, hips stuttering; Illai groaned low and feral, fucking her through the waves without mercy.

They didn’t stop.

Even as she trembled and pulsed around them, they kept moving—harder now, chasing their own release. Orion’s thrusts turned brutal, the head of his cock kissing her cervix with every upward slam. Illai matched him stroke for stroke, the thick drag of his cock in her ass making every sensation sharper, deeper. Bunny could only cling to Orion’s shoulders, breath broken, body open and used between them.

"Together," Illai gritted out, eyes locked on Orion over her shoulder. "Fill her together."

Illai’s answering snarl was pure agreement. Their rhythms synchronized, both of them driving deep at the same moment—once, twice, three times—until Orion buried himself to the root and came with a guttural groan, hot pulses flooding her cunt. Illai followed a heartbeat later, cock pulsing hard as he emptied himself deep in her ass, the dual flood of heat pushing Bunny over the edge a second time. She shook between them, oversensitive and overflowing, feeling every thick spurt as it filled her.

They stayed locked together for long moments, breathing hard, bodies slick with sweat and come. Illai’s forehead rested against the back of her neck; Orion’s hands stroked slow circles over her hips. When they finally eased out of her, the wet rush of their combined release spilled down her thighs, staining the fresh sheets.

Illai’s soft laugh brushed her ear again, still wicked, still hungry.

"Still only one of you, Bunny..." His fingers trailed through the mess between her legs, pushing some of it back inside her. "And the night is long."

Orion’s mouth found hers in a deep, claiming kiss, already hardening again against her stomach.

"We’re not finished," Illai murmured against her lips. "Not even close."

It was a night of pure, unadulterated madness.