Chapter 35 #3
I was grabbing both their wrists, trying to get their hands away from my sensitive pussy as it spasmed, more wetness dripping out of me. I pressed my thighs together, chest heaving as I opened my eyes and tried to get my surroundings again.
“Open your legs,” Micah growled, looming over me as I shivered and stared up, wide-eyed.
He had his shorts tugged down, cock out like he was about to fuck me.
When my obedience was delayed, he grabbed my inner thighs, forcefully prying them apart to expose the place he apparently planned to fuck. “That wasn’t a request.”
Things were moving too fast for my disbelief to catch up with me, for me to wonder why either of them were letting things go this far.
Mason was kneeling near my head as Micah did the same between my thighs, both of their erections fully exposed and ready.
Okay. Fuck.
My heart was about to explode out of my chest.
I took shaky breaths as Micah pushed his cock against my soaked pussy, just barely working his way in. Mason brushed my hair out of my face, then bracketed my throat with his hand.
Micah began to thrust into me, grinding deep.
I was still so wholly aroused from my previous orgasm I could hardly process the magnitude of sensations wrecking me.
My nipples were still stiff and wet with their saliva when I circled my fingertips around them, skimming up and over the sensitive peaks, causing a shiver to trickle down my spine. My entire body was on fire.
“Open your mouth, baby,” Mason instructed. “Stick your tongue out.”
I did both without hesitation, keeping my eyes on his.
He crudely slapped his hard cock against my tongue a few times, then started pushing into my mouth, his abs flexing, his hands on my throat and my head, holding me where he wanted me.
Micah pinned my thighs wide open, fucking me harder as I sucked Mason. I reached down to frantically rub my clit, eyes rolling back. Micah smacked my hand away and I almost pouted before I saw what he’d grabbed. The vibrator. Again.
“I decide when you come, baby girl.”
“I—”
“Before you protest, also remember I decide how many times you come. I could fuck you all day. You’re going to tire long, long before I do. So I’d watch my mouth if I were you.”
He pressed the vibrator to my clit, and it was genuinely humiliating how fucking fast I was about to come again. It didn’t even take a full minute before I was clenching on Micah’s cock. But he didn’t move the toy, continuing to roll it over my throbbing clit.
“Greedy,” he murmured.
Mason shoved his cock back into my mouth to keep me quiet, pushing deeper into my throat and making me gag.
My stomach was sucked in, trembling in anticipation as the pressure on my clit built again before I got a chance to even catch my breath.
I was losing it.
I’d been turned on many times in my life, but this was unlike any experience I’d ever had.
Both of them. Using me like a sex toy, like a fuck doll, a plaything with no thoughts or desires outside of sex.
I could live like this forever, pinned between both men, all parts of me available for ruthless fucking.
The deliriously-horny thought of that was enough to make me come again.
I shuddered, clenching on Micah’s thick cock while choking on Mason’s, my eyes squeezed shut and my body tense all over.
I can’t come again.
I really can’t.
Mercifully, Micah took the vibrator off my clit, then pulled out and flipped me over, yanking me up on all fours before shoving his entire cock back inside of me in a single thrust.
“Micah…” I gasped.
“Shhhh. You’re going to take every fucking inch of this dick and you’re going to enjoy it. Arch your back. And open your mouth; you’re not done sucking Mason off yet.”
There was a low noise in Mason’s chest, almost like a growl or a groan. Something rough and threaded with need.
Micah slapped my ass hard as Mason guided his cock deep into my mouth, pushing past my lips and along my tongue. They both thrust inside me then, aligning their rhythms seamlessly. My tits bounced as Micah’s hips snapped against my ass, driving me forward, making me choke.
Both men used me harder and faster, chasing their own releases, and I was almost too fucked-out to really notice as cum began to fill me. My pussy, my throat, claiming every part of me. I slumped down on the mattress.
The room was full of harsh breathing, dark forests, dark oceans, and I was at the center of it all.
Then, like always, my heart tried to make itself known, shouting through the blood vessels connecting it to my brain.
I love them both. I will always love them both.
All their touching went deeper than my skin, fingertips skimming over exposed muscles and arteries.
I wished they could do it for real. Wished Micah’s forehead kisses could become heart kisses, and he’d accept the love I hid from him there.
Wished Mason could whisper all his promises into those four chambers until even my heart valves knew he’d never leave me.
I tried to shove my needy heart back in its cage, but it was too late. My ribs were fractured, split wide open, and I couldn’t stop staring at the two men over me like they owned my entire world.
They did.
And they always would.