Chapter Nine #2
“Ah, fuck,” he murmured and filled his hand with my hair. “Like that.”
It took a bit of concentration, but I kept on working Finn, encouraging him to full hardness, until his pulse beat against my palm and he was breathing fast, hissing out curses every few seconds.
A drip of pre-cum laced my tongue, and Cillian’s cock jerked in my mouth; he was close.
So I lifted from him and took Finn’s cock into my mouth.
“Baby,” he moaned. “Fuck, you’re so good.”
I hadn’t even started but I took him deep, until he touched the back of my throat.
He stuttered out a long moan, and his body tensed.
I ran my hands up his taut abs, learning his shape, his heat, his solidity.
The bed shifted as Cillian lay down on his back at my side.
I gave Finn my best moves, sucking, hugging him with my tongue, tugging his cock tip when I hit full depth.
After a few minutes, he groaned and withdrew. “Ah, doll, that’s a lot. I’m gonna spurt too soon.”
His cheeks were flushed and his pupils wide.
“I was having fun.” I pouted.
“Come have some fun riding this.” Cillian held his cock upright. He gave me a devilish grin. “Be my cowgirl.”
“I can do that.” My pussy clenched at the sight of his thick girth and the ring circling out of his tip.
I straddled his hips, my pussy just kissing his cock.
He captured my waist, his attention on my tits. His jaw was rigid, his body tense. “Sit the fuck down,” he said. “I want you so bad. I want to be inside you so bad.”
I felt the first delicious stretch. Again the ring was a little cool. He glided through my moisture. “Ah yeah…” I gasped and set my hands on his pecs. “That feels…”
“Amazing,” he murmured. “More.”
I gave it, sinking down until my ass hit his thighs. I tipped forward, my nipples grazing his chest. My still swollen clit connected with his body, and I grated onto him.
“Mmm…” He slotted a hand into my hair, his palm on my cheek. “Take what you need, I’m not coming until you do.”
Staring into his eyes, I did what he’d told me, working my clit as his cock worked my pussy. I was soon trembling, the pressure building, and my body battling for what it needed.
“You have a great ass.” Finn was at my side, his hand roaming my buttocks. “So fucking soft and smooth.” He slid down my cleft, his fingers exploring, probing, touching my anus.
I fluttered my eyes closed. My orgasm was growing.
Finn lowered his mouth to my ear. “You been fucked in the ass before?”
“Oh…I…”
“I wanna do it…now,” he murmured then nipped my earlobe with his teeth.
“Yes. Yes, do it. I have…done that before.”
“Well, now I’m happy and mad,” he said and applied more pressure to my asshole. “I wanted to be your first but also now I’m just gonna do it. Get ready.”
I was breathless. Focused on one thing. Coming. And harder and for longer with maximum penetration was what I needed.
“Do it,” Cillian said. “Fuck her ass, Finn.”
“Yes.” I swallowed, my pussy was so wet. “But…”
“I’ve got lube.” Finn had found it on my dressing table. It was generally used for my vibe. Luckily, it was to hand.
“Now be still, just for a moment, otherwise we’ll be out of sync,” Finn said, moving in behind me.
I stilled. Cillian groaned when my pussy clenched around his pierced cock.
Finn prepared me like a pro, working the lube into my asshole, around it, and then stretching me with two scissoring fingers.
“Now,” I gasped. “I’m ready.” Impatience clawed.
“Yeah, you are.” His wide cock was there, pushing at my asshole with firm insistence.
“Look at me.” Cillian again held my face. “Rebecca. Look at me, I wanna see your face when he takes you there.”
I did and held my breath as my anus was stretched wide and my ass filled with thick cock. It was a dark sensation that flirted with a stitch of pain yet culminated in pure red-hot pleasure. The density and the invasion sent a shiver of longing through my body.
“Ah you’re so damn tight,” Finn said, his chest grazing my back and his heat adding to mine. “Fuck yeah.”
“You okay?” Cillian asked. “It’s a lot, both of us.”
“I can handle it.” I pressed my clit against him when Finn hit full depth. “And I want to come. I want us all to come.”
“Only thing that’s gonna happen next,” he said, then lifted his head to kiss me.
Concentrating on the kiss was near impossible.
My pussy was full, my ass was full, and my clit was hovering on an orgasm.
I gasped and panted, enjoying our sweat-laced bodies sliding into and over each other.
Their claiming of me was absolute, and right now, all I wanted was to be theirs and take everything they could give me.
“Oh…oh…I’m coming,” I cried. My asshole hugged solid cock. “Oh…don’t stop.”
“Not stopping,” Finn ground out by my ear as he pounded into my ass, shoving me onto Cillian with each wild thrust of his hips.
“Fuck!” Cillian gasped. “Yes.”
I toppled into ecstasy. Being so full of cock was blissful. Ecstasy. Blinding lights flashed, and my heart clattered. Powerful waves of bliss shook my spine, curling me against Finn’s chest.
He spurted in my ass, great waves of release that had him groaning long and loud.
Cillian stiffened, his cock turning to granite, then he came in several powerfully intense pulses.
For a moment it was as if we had become one. We were a mass of orgasmic pleasure, limbs, flesh, and wild beating hearts. My ears were full of gasps and moans and unholy praises. My ass and pussy spasmed and quivered and sent more waves of sensation winging through my pelvis.
“Oh…that was so…” I managed. “Fucking good.”
“You’re amazing,” Cillian said. “Like you were made for us.”
“Where have you been all of our lives?” Finn said breathlessly.
“Right here waiting for you,” I said and gave a breathless giggle. “Good job you found me.”
“And now we’re not letting you go.” Cillian kissed me.
Finn’s mouth trailed down my neck to my shoulder, and he reached to cup my right breast. “Not ever, that’s a promise.”