Rune Hunt

“Ignore Jiggie. Come, Ryker.” Ryker listens and positions himself behind me. He pushes me against Hazen’s chest, and I press my palms onto him to catch myself. After a moment, I feel lube right against my ass. “I think it’s numbing lube,” Hazen mutters. “Sometimes, the pain is good. How are you doing, pretty boy?” My fingers tangle into his mohawk. His full lips curl into a smirk. “You’re embarrassing me, Mom,” he teases. “It’s mommy to you.” I wink back, capturing his lips as Ryker’s tip slides in and out of my ass.”
― Rune Hunt, Hell's Queen

“He charges, and I drop down, sliding under his legs and kicking the back of his knee. He falls to his knees, and I round him. “I’ve said this before,” I say, standing over him. “You look perfect on your knees. It'll be while on your knees when you’re ready to ask for forgiveness.”
― Rune Hunt, Hell's Queen