Blood Oleanders

5- Their Trap

When her lover returned not more than a minute later, he seemed refreshed and ready to go yet again. He dragged Lola to the corner of the bed, his fingers pounded into her p***y as his mouth sucked hard on her c**t. It was too much for her, the pleasure was too intense. She was gasping and twisting, letting out squeaks and moans before he stood and entered her.

Lola could only give in to the moment and allow herself to be taken. She loved the way he was rough with her, the way he pounded and used her. She reminded herself that she had begun the night in search of the fantasy of casual s*x, and here it was in all it's primal glory.

When he pulled out from her pulsing  p***y, ripped off the condom, and grabbed her head to pull her toward him. Obediently, held her panting mouth open to catch the thick streams of semen that erupted from his c**k. Only some of it landed upon her outstretched tongue, however, with the rest splattering her cheeks, chin, neck, breasts, and abdomen. Falling back on the bed to again regain her composure, she barely acknowledged his brief excuse to leave the room once more.

It was only a few seconds when he came back in full force. He leaned down and started licking the streaks of fluid from her body before getting her on her stomach once more. Pushing her legs together, he entered her from behind, his thighs framing her own, and gathered a handful of long, blonde hair in his hand as he f****d her. Lola's eyes rolled back in her head; she lost track of time, space, and any and everything else that dared enter her mind.

After cumming once again this time all over her ass and back, he got off the bed and stretched. “I’ll be right back ok?” he said as he stepped around the bed and towards the bathroom.

Lola couldn’t believe it, what in the actual f**k! She thought to herself. “Wait!” She panted as she weakly but surly managed to push herself up, she felt dizzy and lightheaded. Like she was going crazy, or insane.

Jedidiah just stopped and gave her a blank look. “I’m just going to be a sec,” he said with a grin “Then we can go again.”

Lola just gave me a small nervous chuckle as she ran her fingers through her hair. “Are you f*****g serious?” She snapped then she glared at him “Ar- are you on coke or something?”

Jedidiah threw his head back as he laugh laughed, then folded his arms over his chest. “No,” He said simply “I’m a young man of 24 I don’t need coke, I have plenty of stamina.”

“What the f**k?” she said lowly.

Jedidiah just chuckled “Come on; isn’t this what you wanted?” He asked her “A good fuck.” An arrogant smirk placed on his lips.

Breathing heavily, Lola’s eyes wandered around the room. "Well . . . yeah, but . . . holy s**t, dude, give a girl a break. I'm going be sore in places I never been sore before."

Grinning he looked at Lola, then looked her over. Lola’s skin glistened with smears of c*m. A tend

He grinned rakishly, looking her over. Lola's skin yet glistened with smears of fluid. A tread of cooling semen dangled from her chin. "You're a mess," he smirked. “But it’s hot.”

She laughed sharply. "No s**t. I need a shower." She crawled to the end of the bed and stood on wobbly legs. But Jedidiah stepped before her, blocking her path.

"Guess it's time to tell you."

Lola frowned, sluggish from the effects of s*x and alcohol. "Tell me what?"

Jedidiah smirked and c****d his head over his shoulder. "Come on out," he called.

Lola's confusion spiked, and she looked to the bathroom doorway as the light suddenly flicked on. Through the doorway stepped a figure perfectly identical to the man who stood before her, complete with matching flower tattoo, just as naked, and just as arrogantly smirking. He stepped up beside Jedidiah, slipping an arm around the others shoulders.

For a moment, Lola's eyes darted back and forth between the two men. They could have been clones, she realized, for all the perfect similarities. Slim, athletic builds, hairless bodies save for thick curly brown hair upon their heads, fierce, penetrating eyes, chiseled features, naturally red lips . . . .

"What the f**k?" she choked out in shock. "Twins?"

Jeremiah laughed softly. "Gee, wonder how she figured that out,”.

"Oh my God," Lola suddenly blurted. Her chest began to rise and fall rapidly as she began to panic "Did you . . . were you both . ." Her voice grew till she was screaming. "Did you both f*****g f**k me!?"

"Bingo." Both twins said in unison as they let out a small chuckle.

 "Was this just some kind of f*****g game to you guys? Pick up a girl, then tag-team her?" She yelled.

The twins nodded in unison. "Pretty much."

Mouth open, she just stared at the twins in shock. She couldn’t believe it and the more she thought, the more she felt her anger rise through out her body. “You f*****g assholes!” she yelled and brought up her arm in a vicious, powerful slap that crashed across Jedidiah's face.

The blow c****d his head to the side. He looked at his brother, not at all affected by Lola's slap. He blinked once, then twice, the muscles beneath his eyebrows working. "Did she just hit me?" Jedidiah asked casually.

Jeremiah pursed his lips, glancing from his twin to the woman before them. His gaze was suddenly inhuman and uncompromising. "I believe she did."

Slowly, Jedidiah turned his head then his dark eyes stared at Lola. The cold and darkness of his expression replaced every tender happy moment Lola shared with him just a few hours earlier.

Lola swallowed thickly as she stared at her. Just the look from him made her shiver with fear, making all traces of anger disappear. “Look, I just wanna-“

But her words were cut off as Jedidiah's fist slammed heavily into the side of her jaw, just before her left ear. Head nearly snapped around, Lola tumbled to the floor, stunned with pain. She was dizzy as she looked up at them, she touched the side of her mouth. Her hand shook as she looked at it, covered with blood. She wanted to cry but all that was coming out was small hiccups and the sound of her wheezing.

Jeremiah emitted a troubled sigh. "Well, now we have a problem," he said, looking upon the prone nude woman.

"Sure looks that way," Jedidiah added.

"She might be disposed to claim she was raped."

"And assaulted."

Jeremiah nodded. "True." The twins exchanged knowing looks, making a swift decision without the need for conversation. "We can't have that."

Lola’s eyes went wide, she shook with fear as she stared to panic. She wanted to cry out, to scream, but all that came out was hiccups and wheezing, as her mouth filled with blood. She prayed for a miracle for someone to help her, anyone. And as she prayed, she heard the beeping of the door lock then the door open. Then she heard a heavenly voice.

“Jed, Jer. What’s going on here?” The heavenly voice asked, and Lola just knew that god had sent her an angel.