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Clarke could not wait any longer. Raven’s naked body was just too tempting. She pushed her onto her hands and knees—even the willful mechanic went down without complaint—and mounted her, rubbing her strap-on into the smooth valley between her buttocks. They both heard Octavia moan in delight.

“She hasn’t screamed yet,” Clarke cooed to Raven. “Think you can hold out longer than she can?”

Then she looked up at Octavia, getting fucked in the ass, and raw lust overwhelmed her. It suddenly seemed so damn right for Octavia to be getting sodomized by Lexa while she did the same to Raven. They shared the same heart, why not the same passions, the same pleasures? Raven’s ass wiggled enticingly, pleading for Clarke’s strap-on, and Clarke ran her finger along the tight sphincter, finding the lubricant still wet on it. She pressed the tip of her dildo into that perversely alluring hole.

Lexa and Octavia were so busy with their own lusts that they seemed all but unaware of Clarke and Raven. Clark sympathized, as she began to penetrate into Raven’s asshole with the dildo. It was hard for her to remain aware of anything but the overpowering arousal that consumed her, especially when the head of the strap-on popped inside of Raven’s anus. She heard Raven groan in pain and hoped the Latina wouldn’t cry out. Both because Clarke didn’t want to cause Raven too much pain and because she didn’t want to distract Lexa and Octavia from their pleasures.

She took a cue from Lexa. Just when Raven’s body heaved, seemingly swollen with sensation, ready to cry out—Clarke shoved her way into Raven’s bowels with all her might. She had to grit her teeth herself when the friction slowed her strap-on, jamming its base against her own tender slit, but as the shaft slid into Raven’s anus, any shriek the mechanic might’ve made gave way to a series of low, guttural moans. There was unmistakable pleasure in them.

After a moment of shock at being impaled so suddenly, Clarke began her eager thrusting into Raven’s ass, and her willing victim moved in rhythm with her, a haze settling over both of them. Clarke felt particularly dazed, fucking so hard with Lexa and Octavia there too, all but joining in. It seemed like she was fucking the two of them as much as Raven—and all three of them loved it.

She felt Raven jerking in wild encouragement while she stuffed the mechanic’s softly yielding rectum. Raven moaned pleasurably, begging for more. Clarke couldn’t believe that this woman was hers, hers as much as Octavia was, as much as Lexa too. In their own way, they all belonged to her and she would satisfy them all.

Clarke moved her hand down to Raven’s sex. It was hot and wet, seething against her fingers. Hungry for Raven’s passion, she pinched the swollen button of her clitoris, teasing and tormenting her, driving her wild with lust. Raven’s asshole clenched and tightened, holding its pressure around Clarke’s stroking cock like the hole of a virgin. Clarke thrust into her harder and harder, wanting Raven to beg her to stop… beg her not to stop… she wanted this to be the first night of Raven being her bitch for all eternity.

“Don’t stop!” Raven said in a hoarse whisper. She still felt stunned with her ass-fucking, but was also half-crazed with passion, her entire body reacting obscenely to Clarke’s strap-on pumping into her anus with lustful abandon. “Oh… oh God… I’m coming! You come too, Clarke, please, please!”

Now Clarke rutted against Raven’s vise-tight anus, completely out of control. With a glance she saw that Lexa and Octavia too were rushing into the final stages of their fuck, bodies flailing in a wild dance of lust, low cries flooding both of their throats.

“Ohh! Clarke! Clarke!” Raven cried. Her body stiffened, went limp, only moving to take Clarke’s driving thrust. Clarke pulled her hand away from Raven’s groin; it was sopping wet. The mechanic had come all over her fingers.

Clarke wiped her hand on Raven’s back, smearing Raven’s wetness where the mark of possession would soon go, then slapped Raven’s ass hard enough to bring her out of her pleasured fugue.

“Get up, Raven. You’re not done yet,” Clarke said. “You belong to me now, remember? Why should I break a sweat getting you off when you can just be a good girl and ride my cock, hmm?”

“Good question,” Lexa asked, pulling her strap-on out of Octavia. Her anal bitch was the picture of being fucked out, eyes rolled up in her head, drool running from her splayed lips, and her asshole gaping open, expanded sphincter gleaming with the lubricant that had made it being reamed out halfway comfortable for Octavia.

Clarke felt a bit abashed. It was a reminder that, for as much as the Heda and Wanheda were equals, Lexa had been raised in a brutal struggle for survival on the surface—it had made her a peerless warrior, while Clarke’s upbringing had been comparatively soft. ‘Civilized.’ It’d be a long time before Clarke was able to dominate, to ruin, someone as ruthlessly as the Commander did.

She wondered if Raven could even keep up before dismissing the thought. Raven was hers now. She would do what Clarke told her to do.

Clarke laid on her back, half-smiling—a bit ashamed of her own dominance and a bit enthused by it. Her enormous dildo stood up from her loins, seeming to throb with the lust at its base, where her cunt was aching and swollen. She crooked her finger at Raven and the mechanic obediently mounted her.

She almost would’ve seemed to be topping Clarke, if it weren’t for how the blonde seized hold of Raven’s hips and redirected her. Raven wouldn’t be taking Clarke’s strap-on into her pussy. She’d be riding it with her ass.

And so Raven sunk down on it, her knees to either side of Clarke’s hips, leaning forward so that her full breasts mashed against Clarke’s.

“Unngghh! That feels so good! Thanks for letting me fuck my ass on your prick, Clarke! Ggghh! Commander, please, juice up my little asshole and join in! I want your cock too! I want both of you to be fucking me so damn much!”

Clarke’s grin widened. All Raven had to do to get Clarke’s strap-on was bounce up and down; the prospect of getting Lexa’s too seemed to send her lust into overdrive. The Wanheda couldn’t blame her. She wanted Lexa to join in just as badly.

Clarke wrapped her hands around Raven’s waist, digging her fingers into Raven’s round little asscheeks to hold them apart. Lexa was quick to join her. She knelt behind Raven, smearing more of the gooey orange Grounder lubricant onto her strap-on and into Raven’s puckered anus, not caring if she anointed Clarke’s strap-on too.

“Yes, get it in good!” Raven panted. She writhed on top of Clarke, grinding her asshole down to the bottom of the strap-on. There, her little pink asshole throbbed and flexed, both impaled and having fresh lubricant massaged into it. Raven quivered as the sensations piled on top of her, crushing her under their weight. It was almost enough to make her come and her vivid pink cunt boiled, so close to orgasm that Raven keened audibly with her nearness to release. “Okay, that’s enough—fuck my asshole now, Lexa, please! Hurry, hurry, I need your big dick too! I wanna be your double anal whore; wanna be a bitch to both of you…”

Lexa took her strap-on in hand, preparing to mount Raven from behind. She moved in, fitting the well-greased tip of the strap-on into Raven’s open sphincter, already wrapped around Clarke’s strap-on. She had to force it in to make Raven’s asshole, well-used as it was, accept both. Raven grimaced and bit her lip, feeling her rectum stretching more than ever to admit the double penetration.

“Hnnnhh! Oh, fuck, that’s so much cock! Oh, I want it all!” Raven eagerly ground her ass down Clarke’s shaft, unthinkingly impaling herself on Lexa’s strap-on at the same time. Her eyes rolled back in her head, the Latina practically frothing at the mouth as she was sodomized twice over. “Oh shit—fuck my little asshole, Lexa! Get it in, in, I want it innnn!”

Lexa sprawled on top of her, crushing her into the supine Clarke, a third of her huge strap-on buried into the sucking tightness of Raven’s anal passage. Slowly Lexa rolled her hips, settling in a steady, grinding rhythm with her dildo—gradually prying it deeper and deeper into the forbidden darkness between Raven’s cheeks, the motion rubbing Raven’s sweaty body deliciously against Clarke’s.

“Nnnngh! Fuck, Lexa!” Raven gritted her teeth, tiny asshole stretching further and further, but trying desperately to tighten, contracting repeatedly around the two strap-ons that were both embedded in her bowels. “Slam my asshole hard, Lexa! Oh shit, oh fuck, I want all of that cock in my ass, just like Clarke’s is!”

Clarke let go of Raven’s buttocks, no longer needing to hold them apart now that Lexa had inserted herself up the girl’s ass. Instead she started rutting upwards, lips pressing together as she felt the feverish warmth coming off of Raven’s pussy, its heat seeming to flare as she drilled her huge dildo in and out of the mechanic’s ass.

Raven writhed and bounced, thrusting herself onto her double anal penetration, gasping with pleasure to feel both strap-ons boring into the same tiny space within her naked body. Lexa grunted, hammering herself down on Raven’s ass, jaw clenched with her determination to force every inch of the enormous strap-on into the tender, spasming tract beyond Raven’s sphincter.

For long moments she lay motionless atop Raven’s back, letting the walls of Raven’s passage grip and squeeze all of her shaft.

Then she was rutting into her again, harder than before, panting against the back of Raven’s neck, as she thrust into her bowels right alongside Clarke’s prick. Clarke joined with her rhythm, pumping her strap-on in and out of Raven’s ass at the same time as Lexa. They were both battering her with their cocks at once, matching strokes, skewering a hole that hadn’t been meant to take one prick, let alone two.