14. Emma
CHAPTER 14
emma
My mind is swirling as my ultimate fantasy plays out. It’s hard to believe this shit is actually happening to me right now. If my hands were free, I’d pinch myself just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.
Aidan stands, staying between our spread legs as he pulls down his gray sweatpants. His erection bobs free, slapping against his abdomen. Long and thick, the vein pulsing up the underside, his fat mushroom head red and angry. He’s not as big as Dom’s monster cock but fuck if it isn’t pretty to look at and will still hurt like a bitch to accommodate.
Cruz undresses completely next. Unbuckling his belt and pulling his tight denim jeans down his thick legs, his briefs in tow. My eyes are glued against the straining length that hangs heavy against his thigh, his thick head decorated with a barbell, because of course Cruz would have his cock pierced. I take my fill of him, eyes traveling down the length of it until I see a second piercing at the base and my eyes widen when I imagine what that would feel like against my clit as I ride him.
“No one comes in her pussy but me. Come anywhere else. Got it?”
Aidan nods in agreement, his eyes never leaving my body as his hands flex at the sides, opening and closing methodically. An unnatural, guttural growl comes from Cruz, and I knew the moment Dom laid out his rule that Cruz would be the one who had an issue with it. Dominik claiming me in such a primal way makes my pussy clench in need.
I squirm on Dom’s lap, trying to close my legs from the cool air hitting where I’m the wettest. His hands grip my waist tighter, holding me still.
“Was that not enough for you, milaya devochka? ”
“Does our girl need to be filled, Dom? She looks awfully empty.”
Aidan takes a step back as Cruz moves between my spread legs, grabbing the outside of my thighs and pulling me up off of Dom’s lap. I gasp as my naked body connects with his for the first time. My legs wrap around his waist, my pussy lined up with his cock, the pelvic piercing rubbing against my center. I curl my arms around his neck, my hand cupping the back of his head. He shifts me so that I rub against his piercing, the cold metal sliding against my wet core. Moans escape my lips as I lift my hips and repeat the motion, loving how it feels against my clit.
“You like that, angel? Just wait until you feel my cock inside you,” Cruz says, his voice a rough whisper against my mouth right before he bites down on my bottom lip, nipping and sucking until I feel the taste of iron on my tongue. Then he’s kissing me. As if our naked bodies pressed against each other wasn’t enough of a reminder that it was Cruz, his kiss shatters me into oblivion. He devours my mouth with dominance, his tongue demanding entrance, lashing at mine like he’s trying to punish me with his kiss. It’s bruising. Ruthless. It’s exactly what I would expect a kiss from Cruz to be like.
Lifting myself slightly, I rub against his length again until I feel the cold hardness of the piercing nudging at my clit, my fingernails digging into the flesh of his shoulders as I brace myself for the onslaught he’s giving me. If he fucks anything like he kisses, I’m royally screwed.
But, my god, do I want it. Want him.
Hands come up behind us, gripping my ass and running up my back. Cruz drags his teeth across my bottom lip once more before releasing it, my head bobbing against the large body pressing against my back. Familiar hands brush my hair to the side, exposing my neck before a tongue drags up the length of it. Dominik.
“For Valentine’s Day, you get to be shared by all three of us.”
My eyes close as I exhale, his words dripping over me in an erotic caress.
“What do you get?”
“To watch, milaya devochka. I get to watch my sweet girl get ravished by my best friends. I know you can take it all. Show them what a good girl you are, yeah?”
“Ye-yes,” I stutter, completely consumed.