Chapter 9
NINE
I do as instructed, peering up at Klaus beneath my lashes as I open my mouth and seal my hand around the thick base. He got more piercings earlier this year, creating the perfect ladder down his shaft that feels like absolute Heaven inside me.
The way he immediately hisses springs me into action.
Exhilarated and determined, I seal my lips around the tip and take him as far back as I can, easing back to the head, over and over again.
I’m so caught up in the motions and the sounds he’s making, I barely register Nick’s fingers sliding back inside me.
One moment I’m in control, unhurried yet purposeful in my pursuit to bring him to the edge, and the next, I’m not.
Klaus gives me zero seconds to adjust. Taking my head in both of his large hands, he forces me onto his cock and flexes his hips, engaging my gag reflex on repeat as he rams into the back of my throat.
Tears spill free, rolling down my cheeks as saliva drips from the corners of my mouth, falling like twin streams down my neck.
“Fuck yes. Just like that, kitty cat. You’re such a good-fucking-girl,” he grits almost viciously through his teeth, upper lip curled in a concentrated snarl as he fucks my mouth like it’s the last time he’ll ever get to.
“Mmm she’s the best girl,” Nick affirms, his voice deep and strained as he curls his fingers against that spot deep inside me.
The thought dials up the heartbeat in my clit anew, a blazing wildfire as Klaus pulls himself free from my mouth and reclaims control of the leash. One tug and I’m on my feet, but not for long. Just enough for the jingle of a belt to rent the air, then a zipper.
That’s when Klaus spins me around and pushes me back on top of Nick. Nick who flashes me that panty-melting smile and wastes zero time locking an arm around my waist, impaling me with his cock.
My head lolls back, a ragged moan breaking free almost immediately after. “Yes,” I hiss, relishing the welcome stretch. I’ve missed him. “So good. You feel so good, Daddy.”
Nick chuckles and lays back, pulling me with him until I’m flush against his chest. “And you wanted to give this up forever.”
“I didn’t,” I pant. “I just couldn’t lose either one of you.”
“You wouldn’t’ve,” he grates between his teeth. “We’re in too deep to walk away at this point.”
And then he’s railing me, not an ounce of restraint to be found as he thrusts up and into me wildly.
Skin slapping.
His groans.
My unabashed moans.
The soundtrack of pure carnal fucking. I can barely breathe, my eyes squeezing shut as he bottoms out against the deepest part of me on repeat.
“You’re always so tight,” he grunts with a rough, heavy-handed slap to my ass. “So fucking tight. You’re such a good girl, sweetheart.”
A few more pumps and I’m there again, those familiar tingles building at the base of my spine. “Right there, right there, right there. I’m so close” I belt out, bracing myself for impact as those same tingles burst and disperse through my being.
Until suddenly, everything stops.
This time, I’m pretty sure I scream.
Klaus’s body falls to my back in a mere breath, his hand slapping over my mouth to muffle the sound. Both men shush me, but the whine that leaves me is no better. If I don’t come in the next five minutes, I’m going to lose my goddamn mind.
“Please,” the word comes warbled against Klaus’s palm. “Please let me fucking come!”
“It’s almost midnight, son,” Nick says beneath me. “Let her finish.”
The next three minutes happen in both slow motion and double the speed.
Very faintly, I can just make out what sounds like Klaus spitting. Then a second time, and on the third, I feel it; a glob of saliva that lands right on my ass. That’s what—and all—he uses to push the head of his cock inside me, then the rest of his thick length.
I gasp, my eyes nearly bursting from their sockets as the initial burn tears through my being.
Once he’s in there, though… Fuck. It’s so good.
Nick still lodged inside my pussy only makes it that much better.
He doesn’t move, though, the only tell he’s still engaged being the light twists to my nipples and how he gently rubs on my clit.
“Good-fucking-girl” Klaus husks out, biting into my shoulder. “You take us so well.”
“She does,” Nick agrees. “Such a delicious cunt.”
“So fucking wet,” Klaus concedes. “I can’t hold out. I’m close. She’s too damn tight like this.”
“I’m right there with you, and judging by the way her pussy’s fluttering around me, I’m going to go ahead and say she is, too.”
I nod at Nick’s observation. I’m right there. I didn’t want to mention it in fear they’d retreat for the fifty millionth time. But as countdown starts on the TV behind us, and these men of mine give me all they’ve got, it’s clear I won’t be left screaming this time.
Not like last time, anyway.
“Five!”
“Four!”
“Three!”
“Two!”
“One!”
“Happy New Year!”
I’m slammed headfirst into my orgasm right as the sound explosion of fireworks sound off outside and through the TV.
Nick erupts right behind me, then Klaus, the feeling of them pulsing and emptying themselves inside me only adding to the absolute ecstasy coursing through my veins.
I think I black out a little bit, or perhaps I’m merely too lightheaded to focus on—