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Vulpine: Part 2
Natasha Romanoff liked to watch. That was putting it lightly. She loved watching her romantic partner soulmate, Clarke Griffin, and loved watching her get fucked by the blonde's other romantic partner soulmates.
She loved watching her Clarke getting the living hell fucked out of her.
That was why, when she came into the room where Helena Bertinelli and Dinah Lance were fucking Clarke from both sides with their own strap-on, she felt a predatory smile crossing her face before she could help it.
Clarke opened her eyes weakly when she heard the doors close with a mechanical whirr, seeing Natasha walk into the room.
Her eyes widened and she moaned at Natasha's smirk.
Dinah, who was thrusting into Clarke's cunt hard with her strap-on, saw where Clarke was looking and turned and looked over her right shoulder and she grinned, seeing Natasha.
"Hey, Romanoff," Dinah said, "Wanna watch?" Dinah gasped out as she thrust again, making Clarke cry out with Dinah's brutal thrust.
Natasha smirked wider and walked over to the chair next to Clarke's desk, dropping down in the seat and looked at the three standing up and enacting their carnal urges. "I want to watch, alright," Natasha said, "With Clarke's permission, of course."
Clarke weakly looked over at where Natasha was seated and she nodded eagerly. "You…you-ah! You can stay and watch-ah!"
Helena thrust into Clarke's ass, causing the blonde to shriek as she was forced to grind harder into Dinah's fake cock.
Natasha leaned back against the chair, eyes traveling all along Clarke's gorgeous, naked body.
Natasha saw there was a figure leaning back against the headboard of the bed, naked like the other three. Natasha grinned when she saw who it was. In all her naked glory, was Maria Hill. Because obviously, Maria Hill was here too, ready to fuck their romantic partner soulmate's brains out.
Natasha looked over at Maria and said, chuckling, "You're waiting for your turn, agent Hill?" She asked in a teasing voice.
Maria smirked at her, her blue eyes sparkling with predatory desire identical to Natasha's. "You have no idea, Natasha," she answered, "I'm going to wait till Dinah and Helena fuck her till she comes. Then I'm going to have her ride my face." Maria's tongue slipped out and licked her lips lewdly. "And I'm going to eat her out till she begs me to stop," Maria chuckled.
Natasha grinned back. That sounded like a wonderful idea. Her own hunger and desire rose up as she thought about it.
Natasha purred, feeling heat travel to her groin, watching Dinah and Helena pound Clarke multiple times over and over again, till Clarke howled and rode the fake cocks, her cum soaking Dinah's fake cock as she slumped against the two women surrounding her.
Helena came against Clarke a second later, thrusting into Clarke's ass hard, causing Clarke to grip onto Dinah, making her whimper.
Dinah thrust into Clarke again and again, orgasming soon after Clarke and Helena.
A few seconds after, Helena and Dinah pulled out of the younger woman, allowing Clarke to drop down to the bed, and as Clarke tried to get up from the bed, on her hands and knees and spread her legs lifting her right leg, looking right at Maria, knowing what was coming next. Yearning for it.
Maria smiled predatorily as she crept forward, and lay on her back. "Start riding me, little girl," Maria said firmly.
Clarke groaned and she straddled Maria's face, pressing her cunt right down onto Maria's face.
Maria's hands came up and held her thighs firmly and Clarke immediately began crying out as Natasha heard the filthy sounds of Maria licking Clarke's pussy. Natasha groaned, listening to the noise, watching Clarke lean her head back, eyes closing and screaming.
Natasha felt that warmth all throughout her cunt. When Clarke was done being eaten out and begging Maria to stop, only then would Natasha make her move.
Only then would Natasha, pleased as a predatory fox, would slink forward and have her way with her little girl. Only then would she come to the bed, pin the younger woman down beneath her and pound the younger woman with her fingers, over and over again.
Natasha smiled, her smile a vulpine one, stretched as Clarke's second of many orgasms hit the blonde as she rode Maria's face.
Natasha chuckled. This was going to be one hell of a night, one hell of a performance for her to watch and it was going to be hell of a fun time, when she went in and had her own fun with Clarke.