Chapter 40 #2
He stands and reaches down to untie his laces, his eyes on the sight of me lying still while Felix slowly tugs my jeans down my legs.
Dagen comes closer to watch as Felix slides his hands up my thighs again, tracing my scars as he reaches the edge of my shirt and pushes it up.
I can hardly breathe as the chilly air meets my skin, as he shoves up my bra and reveals my breasts to the air.
Only a few seconds more and I’m completely bare before them, my body vibrating with arousal.
“You asked if I had anything that came down out of the ceiling,” Dagen says to Wylan just before he pushes a remote. A mechanical sound fills the air and a spot on the ceiling opens up, revealing a few hooks. “Just in case we make it to that.”
My eyes widen as Felix straightens and tugs his own shirt over his head. Wylan kicks off his jeans, leaving him bare, with his already hard cock in his hands. Dagen is still wearing his slacks.
Wylan comes over and kneels between my thighs, his eyes heated as he leans down and kisses my stomach. “Would you mind if I taste you, crumpet?”
I shake my head vigorously. “Please do.”
He grins at me, and meeting my eyes, sinks down until his lips find my core. My back bows as he swirls his tongue around my clit and then flattens it there, sucking hard enough to make me cry out and clench my hands in the sheets.
“Say my name for me, crumpet,” Wylan says against my core. “I gotta win. You know me.”
I open my mouth, though I’m not sure if I’m about to say his name or not. Whatever I’m about to say, I don’t get a chance to. Felix is there, his hard cock pressing against my lips, silencing me.
“Well played,” Wylan laughs, the vibrations shooting into my core and making my toes curl.
Felix strokes inside my throat gently, groaning above me as my lips and tongue caress him. My back arches to give me a better angle. I’m desperate for more, eager for it, as my men tend to me.
All except Dagen.
“You joining in, Foxxie?” Wylan asks him.
“In a moment,” Dagen answers. “I want to enjoy the sight first.”
Wylan’s tongue strokes against my clit and then dips down and penetrates me, swirling around my opening. My thighs threaten to clench, but Wylan keeps my knees apart with his strong hands, keeping me from fighting him.
“I need inside you,” he groans before he presses a finger inside me and curls it. I gasp around Felix’s cock. He takes advantage and sinks deeper, groaning at the feeling of my throat squeezing him. “Let’s make it easy access, yeah?” Wylan says as he leans back and grabs my hips.
Felix pulls out of my mouth to allow Wylan to flip me to my hands and knees and without waiting for me to adjust, he’s already pressing back in, his hand in my hair as he presses in so deep, my nose flattens against his pelvic bone.
My eyes water, but before I can gag, he pulls out, letting me breathe before repeating the action.
“Fuck,” Dagen groans as he starts to unbutton his slacks. “You take him so deep, little bird. I like the way he disappears in your throat.”
Why is that so hot? I should be stopping this wanton display, but here I am, eager for more. I wiggle my ass as Felix continues to slowly fuck my throat, hoping that Wylan gets the hint.
A hand strokes my ass, strong fingers caressing as the bed shifts.
“You’re gonna say my name first, crumpet,” Wylan groans. “I just know it.” His cock presses against my entrance, rubbing around in my wetness, teasing. “Oh, fuck. You’re so ready for me.”
He slams inside me without warning, making me cry out around Felix’s cock.
Felix presses in deeper, holding me there until I gag and then pulls out all the way, letting me scream as Wylan slams inside me so hard, it jolts me forward on the bed.
I don’t get a chance to scream his name because Felix is there again, stroking inside with one fluid stroke.
My hands clench in the sheets as the both of them give and take, pounding inside me until my eyes start to roll back, until my pussy clenches and I explode, quivering with my release.
Neither one of them stop, their moans and words of encouragement filling the air.
“Such a good crumpet,” Wylan groans, his hands tight on my waist. “Taking us so deep, letting us brand your soul with our cocks.” He slams inside me again. “You’re never going to forget us, are you?”
I couldn’t answer if I wanted to. Felix presses me against his pelvic bone again, cutting off my air, leaving me to quiver as he fucks my throat.
Another pair of hands stroke down my spine, around my ribs, cupping my breasts. Dagen, I realize, as he leans in and starts to whisper in my ear.
“Look how beautiful you are,” he purrs. “You were made for us, little bird.” His hands stroke my throat as Felix presses in, feeling it expand. He moans in frustration. “Fuck, I can feel him in there, filling it up. How badly do you want to be stretched, Ava?”
I reach for him, wrapping my hand around his cock, stroking him. Last time we had sex, he worshiped me, let me control it. This time, I’m giving all control up to them. He seems to understand that.
His other hand traces down my spine and caresses my ass, before sliding down, down, down and pressing against my back entrance.
“I’m going to enjoy stretching this,” he whispers in my ear. “I’m going to enjoy feeling one of the others as they fill you up, as we stroke against one another inside you. Would you like that?”
Felix pulls out to let me answer and I vigorously nod my head. “Please.”
Dagen smiles. “Switch.”
Wylan slams inside me one more time before pulling out of me and moving. “Let me fuck that throat, love,” he groans. “Taste yourself here.” He presses his cock against my lips, rubbing the tip there, spreading my own taste along them.
Felix lays on the bed and picks me up, positioning me over his lap so I straddle his waist. Slowly, I sink down on his hard cock, his head tipping back in ecstasy as I bottom out. His hands come around my back and force me down so that my ass is in the air. And then he holds still.
“Use the safe word if you need to,” Dagen murmurs as he positions himself behind me between Felix’s legs.
Dagen’s hand strokes down my spine and then presses against my back entrance again. One finger presses in, stretching me. I moan, tipping my forehead against Felix’s collarbone as Dagen tests me.
“So tight,” Dagen groans, adding another finger and slowly adjusting me.
Wylan groans at the sight of what Dagen is doing to me and strokes his cock. “Open up for me, crumpet. I want you to feel as full as possible.”
I do as he says, opening my lips for him as he kneels beside Felix’s head and offers his cock to me. I take him in, swirling my tongue around his tip before dipping my head down. My moan makes him moan, and then we’re a chorus of sound as everyone starts to work together.
“That’s our girl,” Dagen says, watching as Felix slowly pumps up into me and Wylan fills my throat. “You take us so good. Let’s see how you do filled completely.”
He removes his fingers and then his hard cock is pressing against my back entrance, easing inside slowly. I cry out around Wylan’s cock, my nails digging into Felix’s chest hard enough to make him bleed. He grunts and jerks up into me harder than he’d been, his teeth gritting to show his restraint.
I don’t want them holding back.
I move my hips, sinking down onto Felix’s cock while Dagen still eases inside. Everyone moans and Felix’s arms tighten around me, holding me still.
“We’re trying not to hurt you,” Felix grunts.
“You’re not,” I moan. “You’re going too slow.”
Wylan laughs. “You hear that, Dagen? She thinks we’re moving too slow.”
Dagen chuckles. “I hear it.”
He presses inside me the last bit and bottoms out, making me pant against Felix. Everyone holds still for ten seconds, but it feels like forever.
I move my hips again, and it’s like the dam breaks loose.
Dagen’s hand clenches tight on my ass and then comes down hard, smacking it, no doubt leaving behind a red hand print. “You’re just begging for us to fuck you, aren’t you little bird?”
“Yes,” I breathe, moving again. “Please.”
Wylan groans and shoves back inside, filling my throat. At the same moment, Felix and Dagen both begin to move. One strokes in, the other pulls out. Repeat. My eyes roll back in my head as the pleasure takes over and I know nothing else but the pleasurable stretch of them filling me completely.
“That’s it, crumpet,” Wylan groans. “You’re so beautiful like this. So perfect.” His hand tightens in my hair. “I’m not going to last at the sight of—”
He cuts off, his cock jerking in my throat as he presses me against his pelvis and holds me there.
His release spurts in my throat and I have no choice but to swallow.
I do. I take every drop, greedy for it as he moans and speaks in gibberish.
Dagen and Felix seem to feed on his energy, on the thought of his release, and they pick up their pace, both of them fucking me so thoroughly, I want to scream.
Wylan pulls out only to kiss me savagely, his tongue stroking inside my mouth, cutting off any words I could have said, swallowing my moans and cries of pleasure. His hand circles my throat, holding me prone as Felix and Dagen fuck me.
“Oh, fuck,” Dagen groans. “I’m going to come.”
“Do it,” Felix orders. “We go together.”
A hand reaches between us and strokes my clit, shoving me over the edge so brutally, I scream into Wylan’s mouth as both men start to release inside me, their rhythm growing erratic. I’m shaking, and I’m not sure I could hold myself up if the three of them weren’t already doing it for me.
Wylan pulls back and grins at me, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “You didn’t say our names, love.”
Dagen chuckles and runs his hand along my spine. “I guess that means we have to go again, so we can decide the clear winner.”
My forehead and body are slick with sweat, my legs shaking, my body quivering, but I chuckle and look up at Wylan and the others. “Well, I suppose we have to have a winner.”
So, we go again, and again, and again.