Chapter 14 #2
He was like a furnace behind me, and the contrast between his chest and the air around was mind-blowing. I wanted skin on skin. Everywhere. Impatient, I unbuttoned my pants and tried to wriggle out of them.
Jordy tugged them off, leaving me only in my socks. He rose, nuzzling my belly, his stubble scraping my sensitive skin.
The scent of cocoa mingled with the whiskey and smoke coming from Jordy.
Fabric rustled, then Jordy hugged me to him, and I rose on tiptoes, chasing the warmth.
I didn’t want to lose the connection with Monty behind me, so I found his belt loop, tugging him with me as I wrapped one arm around Jordy’s neck.
He gripped my thighs and lifted me, only to sit on the edge of the bed with me in his lap.
As I tugged on his jeans, Monty stumbled behind me, laughing.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
His beard brushed my neck. Open-mouthed kisses rained down my spine to the top of my ass. Jordy palmed my ass cheeks, spreading my crease, and I buried my face in the crook of his neck and shoulder. I gorged myself on the rich scent coming off his skin.
Monty kissed my pucker. Just a tender peck, and I yelped.
“How about I make you come, and we cuddle?” he whispered.
Cuddle?
Jordy hummed, massaging my ass, and I melted against him. I felt so tiny in his arms.
“Uh-huh.”
Yeah, we could cuddle, all three of us.
The first lick made me groan. Everything tingled, my rim, my empty insides, my taint and balls, and the tip of my cock, pressed against Jordy’s stomach.
Then Monty pushed his tongue inside me, his lips kissed my rim, his beard grazed my spread crease, and I went to heaven.
Moaning like a slut in heat, I rocked in Jordy’s arms while Monty ate me out so deep I felt tendrils of pleasure in my womb. He made a growly noise, and I exploded after barely a minute.
Crying out, I arched against Jordy, while Monty slurped up the slick pouring out of my spasming hole. Except the orgasm brought me no relief. It was lovely but short, and it fizzled out too fast, leaving me emptier and needier than before.
Monty kissed up my spine, then grabbed me under my arms and moved me up the bed. They were bare-chested but still wore their jeans, and it was so hot to look down at my slender pale body surrounded by all that muscle and body hair.
Buzzing with aftershocks and fresh arousal, I wriggled between them, not knowing where to touch first. Pure instinct drove my hands when I reached for their groins, palming the twin bulges.
Two cocks. Huge and hard. Just for me. Oh fuck! The want that lashed through me was painful.
I squeezed greedily, but Jordy shuffled down, and I couldn’t get to his fly anymore. Monty followed, and I let out an undignified whine. I wanted those dicks!
Jordy chuckled, the bastard. He grazed my collarbone with his teeth while Monty rubbed his lips down my throat.
Their hands met a few times as they caressed my torso.
And then, almost simultaneously, they both wrapped their lips around my nipples.
“Holy shit!”
I didn’t use to appreciate nipple play. But having Monty and Jordy suck my nipples in sync was mind-blowing. I grabbed their heads and held them to my chest. If this was what Monty had meant by cuddling, I was so on board.
The suction intensified, and I felt every pull in my slippery hole.
“Fuck, this is perfect. Harder. Suck them harder.”
Jordy stroked my cock, his broad palm warming most of my length. Shameless, I spread my legs, lifting my knees. Monty brushed over my hole with his fingertips. If he only pushed in once, I’d come again.
The sucking intensified, and I arched into the sensation. My hole leaked, the flesh inside aching for pressure and friction. But Monty only circled the rim.
Their rumbling groans vibrated through my pecs, and sweet tingles spread out from my nipples into my torso and down to my dick.
I didn’t think I could come without anything in my ass, but the next moment, I was yelling, my hole clenching against Monty’s fingers.
I was so empty, dammit! I could have come so much harder if they just…
Monty let go of my nipple.
“You squirted,” he said, staring at me with darkened eyes.
“He did?” Jordy asked, licking his lips.
“Yeah.”
Jordy slithered down my body, and the next second, his mouth was on my ass.
“Oh my God!” I yelped, oversensitive already.
I stared, wide-eyed, as Monty lowered himself and slurped up the drops of cum from my stomach and chest. Then he sucked my cock into his mouth to the root and hollowed his cheeks.
My vision went black. Twisting on my side between them, I rocked and bucked, but they held me tight with their hands on my thighs.
I found their heads with my hands and grabbed fistfuls of their hair.
Jordy licked me like he was trying to reach my womb with his tongue, so deep and earnest, it would make me detonate all over again.
And Monty seemed determined to suck my cum straight out of my balls as if my dick were a straw.
Could I have any cum left after coming twice in a row?
I didn’t last another minute. This time, the peak was longer, and my guttural groans left me hoarse and panting.
They slowed down after that. Monty gently suckled on my flagging erection, and Jordy kissed my open hole lazily, swirling his tongue around.
The rush abated, and my legs felt loose and heavy. I was getting tired, but deep inside, I still ached. The mouth to my womb was burning up.
Oh Lord, I’d never been as desperate for a dick in me as right then. Never felt such want, not even in heat.
I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t…
But I felt hollow in my middle, my womb all but cramping up, my hole like an empty cavernous space, the walls itching for friction.
Screw it.
“Fuck me,” I heard myself rasp. “Fuck me, both of you.”
“You sure?” It was Jordy who asked.
“Yes, I’m fucking sure. I’m so empty, I’m dying for it. Take turns inside me, fuck me hard, and fill me with cum.”
Monty rolled me to the side, his usually kind brown eyes blackened with want. He looked almost angry, ready to devour me, and a frisson of delicious fear traveled down my spine. But he simply hugged me. I clung to him, throwing my leg over his hips and pushing my ass out. How touch-starved was I?
He palmed my ass cheek, and I felt his rock-hard cock poke my thigh. My mouth parted, and my chest flooded with pure exhilaration from how much this man wanted me. But he was holding me open for Jordy, wasn’t he? He was giving me to Jordy first.
Oh Monty…
I was about to kiss him on his lips, but right then, Jordy pressed against my back.
The blunt tip of Jordy’s dick prodded my needy hole, and I threw my head back. My insides squeezed with desperation.
“Fuck me. I need it so much. Fuck me!”
“Shh. We got you,” Monty murmured against my cheek. “Anything you need, we’re here.”
“Whatever you want, sweet omega,” Jordy rasped into my ear and pushed inside me.
Oh yes!
He was pierced. I felt a distinct something dragging along the front wall of my hole, hard and unforgiving, and so satisfying, my eyes filled with tears.
“God, yes. This is… Oh… Oh… Oh God…”
Monty held me in his bear hug, petting me and rocking me, while Jordy filled me steadily with his long dick, in and out. I melted between them.
“It’s good, huh?” Monty cooed. “He’s got a great dick.”
“Mmhmm. Yes. It’s perfect. Aaah. So perfect.”
“I’m close,” Jordy rasped. “You feel amazing. Smell amazing.”
“Come in me and do me again.”
“As many times as you can take it,” Jordy threatened in a dark voice, and it sounded like the sweetest promise.
On the next thrust, I was all but sobbing in Monty’s arms. Jordy stilled deep inside me.
Cum. Alpha cum. Jordy’s dick jerked in me.
More cum. My body clenched around him, as if sucking that stuff right up.
The mere knowledge that he was releasing inside me would have been enough to set me off.
Together with their scent in my lungs, their warmth against my skin, and the throbbing fullness in me, it made me detonate.
This orgasm wasn’t shallow or fleeting. It started at the gate to my womb and rippled outward in waves, warm and thick and heavy, filling my chest and limbs with the sweetest contentment.
When he pulled out, I whined pitifully. The emptiness was too sudden.
He turned onto his back with me in his lap and lifted my legs, spreading me out for Monty.
Monty loomed above me, kneeling between my thighs.
That girth. I’d soon feel it.
“Oh shit!”
It was like a freaking baseball bat. My hole stretched and stretched, and I could only gasp for breath, impaled on the thickest dick in the whole wide world.
It was scary for the first second, but then a wave of deep satisfaction washed over me, and I moaned greedily. The friction was absolutely delicious, reaching everywhere, comforting and tantalizing at the same time.
“Fuck, that’s amazing. Deeper. Oh fuck!”
Monty stroked my inner thighs, humming appreciatively.
“You’re so wet. Full of slick and cum.”
Staring between my legs, he gently thrust in and out, and warmth flared from my hole into my entire body. This was sick!
“Yeah. Fuck me with that thing. Gut me with it.”
Jordy snickered, and Monty growled.
“Hold him still,” he said.
How hot was that? Jordy kept me immobile, his iron muscles locked tight around my spread thighs, and Monty pumped his humongous dick in and out of me.
I couldn’t move a muscle. I was trapped between them, couldn’t do anything but take it, and the pleasure grew and grew, gathering inside me, with no outlet.
It filled me to the brim, until my fingers and toes tingled and I was making drawn-out, guttural sounds.
Monty’s face changed, eyebrows scrunching up and lip curled into a snarl, and I knew he was close.
What he was doing to my hole defied the limitations of human anatomy.
On every thrust, my insides stretched to capacity, and when he prodded the closed gate to my womb, my rim clenched, as if trying to draw him deeper.
Slick and cum squelched and churned in me as Monty moved his dick in and out like a piston.
I was fucked out like never before, yet every cell in my lower body sang and yelled for more.
How was it possible for them to make me come so many times in a row? But I was right there on the precipice with Monty. My hole squeezed him, and the mouth to my womb pulsated against his cockhead.
He roared, and I wailed. Jordy’s hold on me tightened.
The world went black around me for a while as all of me collapsed into that spot where Monty’s cock kissed the mouth to my womb, dousing it in cum. It felt slightly cooler than my flesh, and it worked like a balm.
They literally fucked my brains out because what came out of my mouth at the peak of my pleasure was a garbled, “Thank you!”
I came back to myself, lying on my side, stuck between two enormous bear shifters. Jordy nuzzled my shoulders and rocked his still hard, or hard again, cock against my slippery thighs. Monty kissed my neck and kneaded my ass.
“Better?” he murmured.
“Mmhmm. Best.”
Jordy chuckled. “You seem sleepy.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Do you want us to tuck you in and let you sleep?”
The now-familiar red light blinked in my head, but I ignored it. The warmth from their huge bodies felt too good.
“Stay here.”
Jordy’s lips traveled down my spine, and his tongue licked through my crease.
They lifted my leg, holding me open, and…
God. They feasted on me. They licked and sucked, cleaning me with their mouths, until I was quivering again.
Then Jordy pushed two expert fingers inside me, pushing the button on the front wall of my hole with precision.
“I want to feel you squirt one last time,” he murmured. “Can you come for me, darling?”
Darling.
In Jordy’s voice, it worked like a spell.
“Maybe,” I piped up. It shouldn’t be possible, but my hole tingled, Jordy’s touch electric on my oversensitive flesh. Shouldn’t I be sore?
Monty sucked my balls into his mouth and hummed around them.
The pressure of Jordy’s fingers was unrelenting, just on the edge of too much. And I came one more time, sobbing, the peak sharp and brutal, like a stab of pleasure right into the big red button.
“Fuck yes. Like a damned faucet.”
Monty’s tongue was there, licking everything up around my rim and Jordy’s fingers.
I couldn’t move anymore. I was so exhausted; my bones felt like they’d melted.
Someone held a glass of water to my lips, and I drank.
The bed shifted, the mattress groaned, and a soft smacking sound drifted to my ear. I opened one eye, my sight blurry.
They were kissing, deeply and in earnest, over my shoulder. Their stubble scraped, and their tongues tangled. Their humid breaths mingled and washed over my face.
I wanted them to kiss me too, but I couldn’t speak. My tongue felt like a stone in my mouth.
Then they pressed against me from both sides, soft fur and silky skin, the warmth, the scents…
Their cum was in me, and everything felt so nice—from my soft cock and empty balls to my stretched hole, with the swollen, bruised walls and all the slippery wetness in me.
The mouth to my womb still tingled subtly.
Stuff was leaking out of me, and I couldn’t care less.
I liked being dirty. After all that aching want, I was deeply fulfilled and sated and so mellow.