Chapter 51 #2
Nix grips my hips, pushing in and out, hard and fast, while Lane does the same to River’s face. The parallels are astounding as both of us take what we’re given like good little submissive partners we are.
"Do you like watching me use him? He's a good little slut when he wants to be." Lane grins, patting the top of River’s head, and before upping his pace.
Drool drips from the corner of River's mouth, but he doesn't try to stop Lane's hips from thrusting faster. Do I like watching the two of them? Yeah, I absolutely do. And to think I was nervous about being with more than one person .
"Don't stop," I breathe out, begging for him to keep up his steady pace. The pleasure builds, and I’m moments away from completely losing myself.
"My perfect girl," Nix groans.
"You hear that, Riv?" Lane says. "She's going to come before me. You’d better work harder."
Something happens, and Lane's head falls in pleasure while crying out, "Fuck." I wonder if River swirled his tongue or sucked him a certain way. I might have to learn whatever move he did.
"Your turn, pretty girl," Nix adds, and I waste no time complying.
He thrusts into me one, two, three more times before my walls clamp down, and I see stars.
It comes in waves as pleasure rips through and spreads to the very tips of my fingers.
Eventually, Nix slows down after I hear him say a few very choice words of his own and feel him jerk behind me, the warmth from his release filling me up.
Lane steps away from River, honing in on me while tilting his head slightly. "She wants more. Look at her." He grins. "She's a greedy little slut, just like my Riv."
"Is that true, little sparrow?" Nix asks while pulling out of me.
I stay bent over with my chest on the bed, and prop myself up on my elbows. There’s no hesitation. I absolutely want more. Finally having the freedom to explore this tension that’s built between us is more freeing than I could have ever imagined .
Casually, I toss out, "I wouldn't be opposed to continuing what we have happening here."
"She's addicted." Lane shakes his head.
"I'm not addicted."
"Oh, Violin, you haven't even had a taste of what we can give you, and you’re dying for more. Maybe it’s because you've been a dirty little voyeur watching Riv suck the life out of me." He walks behind me and tangles his fingers in my hair before pulling me off the bed.
Nix steps up to pull the hoodie over my head as Lane’s fingers fall from my hair just in time for the fabric to slip off.
My back meets his chest, and the warmth from his bare body sends a new thrill to my bones.
Nix’s cum starts to seep out of me, and I wonder if I should excuse myself to go clean up.
I don’t know how they feel about other body fluids mixing.
“Stop thinking so much. I can hear your brain from here,” Lane whispers in my ear. “Why don’t you hop up on that bed for me? Crawl up there, and let your pretty head hang off the edge so someone can stuff that desperate little mouth of yours.”
He nudges me forward, and I steal a glance over my shoulder, watching as his eyes darken. There’s no way I’m going to tell him no with how turned on I still am. He’s right. I need to stay out of my head.
Nix moves to the edge of the bed, glancing down while I get in position with my feet toward the headboard. "I could look at your naked body all day." He leans over to run a hand up my stomach before gripping and kneading my breast .
The bed dips at my feet, River crawling onto it.
He grabs my ankles, bending my legs at my knees while spreading them wide enough for him to settle between.
I’m completely exposed to him, heart racing, and more impatient than ever to see what he plans to do next.
He doesn’t move, though. He just sits between my legs, eyes burning with desire while scanning my body.
"He wants to taste you, but he needs permission first." Lane fills in the blanks. He walks over to River, placing his hand on his shoulder. "My River wants to be a good boy. Can he have a taste?"
"Please," River begs, making my stomach flip.
Never in my life did I think I would have a man begging for my body, but here I am. My hips shift slightly, and I widen my legs, silently telling him I do, in fact, want him to taste me. His eyes flicker to my glistening pussy, and he leans forward, but Lane grabs his hair, stopping him.
"Did I tell you to move, baby?" he says, almost too softly for me to hear.
"Lane, just let me. She wants me to please her."
"I do," I agree, nodding eagerly.
Lane leans down to whisper something in River’s ear, making his eyes light up. He looks down at my center again, and then back up at me before repositioning himself between my legs. Lane moves onto the bed behind River as he slowly pushes his head down.
When the featherlight touch of a tongue connects with my clit, I moan in pleasure. River makes my eyes roll as he dips his tongue inside me, twirls it around, and laps up the combination of both mine and Nix’s cum.
“You deserve this, little sparrow.” Nix reaches down to caress my face.
Lane grips River by the shoulder, pulling him up with evidence of my wetness dripping from his chin. "Open your mouth, Alara."
Hearing Lane say my name shouldn't feel as odd as it does.
I've gotten so used to his nicknames that it catches me by surprise.
I still comply, my mouth slowly dropping open.
I keep my eyes on Lane, and he leans River forward, letting him hover directly over my face before saying the last thing I expect.
"Spit it in her mouth."
My eyes go wide. Before I can snap my mouth shut, River spits directly into it, letting the salty combination of cum glide over my taste buds.
"Swallow," Nix commands while gently placing his hand over my mouth to close it.
My throat bobs up and down while the mixture slides down it. My cheeks blaze as a new wave of heat rushes over my body. I've never felt this kind of intense desire before, all while having three sets of eyes glued to my every move.
"See, she's a good little slut just like you." Lane slides a hand around River’s throat, pulling him back again. I catch sight of his cock, bouncing with need, just before his face is guided back to the spot between my legs .
I cry out, “Yes,” loving the way his tongue flicks against my clit.
My eyes shift behind River to where Lane handles a bottle of lube that seemingly appeared out of nowhere. He squirts a hefty portion in his hand before grinning at me, and I feel River moan against my pussy.
"Shhhhh." Lane rubs his back with his clean hand. "Focus on your prize and take what I give you like the dirty boy you are."
He pushes his hips forward, and I connect the dots.
Holy fucking fuck. River’s face is fully in my lady bits, and Lane's man bits are.
.. well, disappearing into River. Another groan from between my legs makes my hips jolt.
Lane nods toward Nix, who grabs my shoulders and pulls me back just enough for my head to hang off the edge of the bed.
"Open that pretty mouth for me." Nix taps my cheek, his hard length only inches from my face. I obey, allowing him to slide his cock inside, one inch at a time.
I can't see the other guys anymore, but I don't need to in order to know what's happening.
River slides two fingers inside me, moaning every few seconds from whatever Lane is doing to him.
I can feel his face pressing a little harder against me in a steady rhythm, telling me Lane must be fully seated inside him by now.
Nix decides to start his own movement, thrusting in opposition to Lane. Every time River's face presses harder against my center, Nix's cock hits the back of my throat. Pleasure begins to build faster than I can control while I moan around Nix's cock, trying my best to keep my throat relaxed .
"She's not going to last long," Nix says.
"Neither is he," Lane replies.
"Go ahead and fall apart if you need to, little sparrow." Nix caresses the side of my cheek.
"Don't touch your cock, River," Lane grinds out. "I want you squirting everywhere while I use your greedy little hole."
River’s tongue moves faster against me in a form of silent protest, his fingers curling into the perfect spot. My heart races, and I clutch the sheets tightly with my fingers. Fuck. I think I'm going to...
The intensity from the orgasm slams into me, my body reaching that ultimate high while my mouth is stuffed full, and I’m unable to scream.
My walls grip River’s fingers, and I can feel the wetness soaking everything between my legs.
I’ve lost track of whose fluids are whose as everyone seems to find their climax at the same time.
Nix grips my chest, rolling my nipples between his fingers, when he pulls out of my mouth and paints his release all over my chest. I lift my head just in time to see Lane pull himself free from River's ass and shoot his cum all over his back. It's messy, but I have zero regrets.
The truth is, now that I've had a taste, I'm definitely going to be craving more.