Chapter 32 #2
Eli tugs on them to make sure the belt doesn’t loosen.
Hearing movement, I look up and see Cyrus standing in the doorway watching.
I feel Eli’s hands run down my sides to my hips before feeling his breath on my hip as he kisses it before nipping at my skin.
His hand moves between my leg and up my thigh to the apex of my legs, making me shiver at the light touch.
His fingers brush my slit before I feel his fingers shove between my wet folds from behind. His thumb press against my ass as he rubs the tight muscles before feeling him push his thumb inside me before pulling it out.
I hear him fiddling with his pants behind me before he removes them, tossing them to the side.
He pulls me on his lap, placing my legs over his before he opens his, exposing my pussy to Cyrus, who is still leaning casually against the door.
Though, I can see how tight his pants have become just from watching.
Eli’s hand brushes over my stomach, moving down my body between my legs. He moves his legs further apart and opens me wider for him. His fingers rub my clit, and I moan at his touch, my head going back on his shoulder, and I can feel his erection against my fingers.
Feeling hands run up my thighs, I open my eyes and find Cyrus kneeling before me.
He kisses my knee before sucking on my thigh, nipping and sucking his way to my core.
His hands grip my hips, and I feel his breath move across my wet cunt before feeling his tongue run between my folds, licking a straight line from my ass to my clit.
He swirls his tongue around my throbbing bud before sucking it into his mouth, a breathy moan escaping my lips. Eli rolls his hips, and I feel his rock-hard cock pressing between my cheeks and brushing against my fingers. I wrap my hand around his length, and he thrusts into my hand.
Cyrus devours my pussy, making me buck against his face, my stomach tightening as I feel my climax building.
Cyrus’s hand moves off my thigh between us, his fingers moving between my wet lips and plunging inside me before he removes them, adding another, twisting his fingers and curling them inside me while sucking my clit.
He slides them in and out a few times, and I feel Eli’s hands go to my breasts as he squeezes them. Cyrus’s fingers slide out, wet with my arousal as he continues to flick my clit with his tongue. I feel his fingers move between my cheeks before prodding against my ass.
He slowly pushes them inside me, and I buck against his face when I feel Eli’s lips go to my neck, sucking on my mark. Pleasure explodes all over me, and I feel my body relax, giving in to the feel of their lips devouring my flesh as Cyrus continues slipping his fingers in and out.
I moan softly, gyrating my hips against his face when I feel Eli move behind me.
Cyrus’s fingers leave my body, and I felt Cyrus grip my hips, lifting me slightly.
Eli adjusts himself. My body tenses when I realize where he is positioning himself, my hands clutching the skin of his abs as my nails dig in.
“Relax,” he purrs below my ear before sucking on my mark, making my body unwind.
Cyrus sucks my clit harder, and I feel all tension leave my body. Eli’s cock presses against the tight muscles of my ass before pushing in slightly. It burns, but Cyrus sucks harder, making me moan loudly as he lowers me onto Eli’s hardened length, and I feel him sheathe himself fully inside me.
He stills, giving me time to adjust to the foreign feeling and his massive cock inside me. Cyrus’s tongue moves to my hole as he licks and sucks around Eli’s cock, making him groan next to my ear. Arousal floods me, and I feel my walls clench, my core dripping with arousal.
Cyrus sits up, kissing me, and sucks on my tongue. I can taste myself on his lips as he deepens the kiss, and I move slightly, wriggling my hips. Eli grips them. Cyrus pushes my knees up till my feet are sitting on Eli’s legs. I hear his pants unzip before falling to the ground.
He pulls back, and I watch as he strokes his length from base to tip. I lick my lips, and he steps forward.
“Open your mouth,” he says, gripping my chin.
He presses the tip against my bottom lip before pushing the head of his cock into my mouth.
It glides over my tongue before he grips my hair, forcing himself into my mouth, his cock hitting the back of my throat as I suck on his length.
He pulls his cock out before readjusting himself.
Leaning down, he kisses me, and I feel Eli’s hand move from my hip to in between my legs as he rubs my clit.
Cyrus positions himself at my entrance before pushing in, making me cry out at the feeling. He stills inside me, giving me a chance to catch my breath as I adjust to them both being inside me. I wiggle my hips, wanting them to move.
Cyrus pulls out slowly and thrusts back in.
My walls flutter around his cock as he moves slowly, finding his pace.
My skin is heating, and my stomach tightens.
Eli grips my hips, moving me on his hardened length, and I move my hips, meeting his thrusts as they both slip out of my body, building up the friction as a pleasurable feeling builds within me, making my toes curl.
“Faster,” I moan, my voice airy, and Cyrus picks up his pace, thrusting harder and faster.
I feel my skin begin to flush as the both of them pound into me.
My walls clamp down on them. The only sounds are our heavy breathing and my moans as I writhe between them in pleasurable ecstasy, sitting on the edge before Cyrus thrusts in harder.
His movements become erratic, and I am plunged over the edge.
My orgasm ripples over me in waves as he slows his pace before stilling deep inside me.
Eli finds his own release after a few more pumps, and I feel both their seeds spill into me, coating my insides.
Cyrus lets go of my legs, and they fall over the top of Eli’s, all strength gone as he slips out of me. I lean against Eli, trying to catch my breath as Cyrus walks into the bathroom before returning. He cleans between my legs before offering me his hand.
The high from my orgasm has dissipated, and I become painfully aware of Eli still inside me. He lifts me slightly, and I cry out, feeling sensitive and sore at the sudden pain.
“Nope, we are one now like a human centipede,” I screech, sitting back down with my hands clutching his thighs.
“You need to hop up, love,” he says, tickling my sides and making me squirm.
He groans, and I feel his cock harden slightly from my movement, making me freeze.
“Nope, let’s just remain seated. Hopefully, you can extract yourself from my body because I am not moving.”
Cyrus chuckles, looking down at me. “You will get used to it eventually,” he says, trying to grab my hands.
I slap them away.
“Nope, definitely not. I am comfortable here,” I tell them, too scared to move.
The pain is horrendous now that my body has come down from its high.
“So round two, then?” Eli asks, moving his hips, making me cry out.
“No,” I tell him, my nails digging into his thighs.
“Stop being a sook. Ready?” asks Cyrus.
“No, not ready!” I cry when he grips my arms and makes me stand.
Eli painfully slips from my body. He slaps my ass, and I hiss. He walks off into the bathroom while I lean on Cyrus, everything hurting like I have run a marathon.
“Come have a shower,” he says, tugging me toward the bathroom.
I step in next to Eli, who pulls me against him. He kisses my temple before grabbing the loofah and washing me.
“Never again,” I tell him.
“Definitely again. It gets easier,” he says, squeezing my ass.
I shake my head against him, and he chuckles.
“You have two mates, Addie, and you didn’t seem to mind until we stopped,” he says before leaning down and kissing me quickly.
We shower quickly before hopping out. Eli hands me a shirt, and I slip it on.
“Where did Cyrus go?” I ask him.
“Heating up dinner,” he says, and my stomach growls embarrassingly at the mention of food.