41. Vani
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VANI
I don’t think I can do this. It’s too big. And that thing at the end? Surely, it will hurt. Who wants metal inside them? But the way the twins have gotten me all heated up and desperate means I’m not going to tell Zane no.
God, I want it so bad, and I’m also terrified of it. I’m about to be impaled, and I hope to hell it doesn’t tear me apart.
Zane flicks the tip of his piercing and rubs his swollen head before climbing on the bed between my legs. I’m so turned on, but also scared. That he’s utterly silent also adds to my apprehension. I know he can’t reassure me, and Lex is going to do that for him, but it only adds to my suspense.
Lex has moved to one side of me, so he’s sitting on the edge of the bed. Saint has my head on his lap, and he strokes down the sides of my breasts and back up, repeatedly, always avoiding my nipples.
“Love your big, pink nipples,” he says as he flicks one at last, making me moan.
“I love your pussy,” Lex says. “Zane is going to love it, too, when he feels how good you’re going to squeeze him. She’s like a fucking vise,” he says to Zane.
Zane signs something, and Lex laughs. “Yeah, right.”
“What?” I say with a gasp at the end as Saint pinches a nipple and rolls it between his fingers.
“He says you’re about to get a real man.”
Zane laughs, and the silence of it still unnerves me. He’s so beautiful when he smiles that way, he makes my heart light up.
When he’s being serious, Zane is terrifying. He looks like the monster you were warned about as a child. If you saw him down a dark alleyway, you’d truly believe your days were ending. When he laughs, though, it’s as if a light inside him switches on, chasing all the shadows away, if only momentarily.
On a whim, as he settles between my legs, I take his face in my hands and pull him in for a kiss. He tastes of coffee and sugar. When his tongue sweeps into my mouth, claiming me, I let him. He’s so overwhelming, I want to drown in him.
He slows the kiss, and when Saint palms my breasts together, Zane drops his head and sucks my nipples into his mouth at the same time. Holy hell, this is so depraved. Every time we do this as a foursome, I feel out of control, and high. We are all going to hell for this.
Kissing down my stomach, Zane stops between my legs and stares at Lex. Lex smirks and reaches over to part my pussy lips for Zane. He ducks his head and sucks my clit into his mouth.
Jesus Christ, that feels good.
I lift my hips, pressing against his mouth. He suckles on me, then switches to using his tongue, flicking at the sensitive bud. I cry out, feeling all the muscles in my thighs and stomach tense, then he moves lower, covering the whole of my pussy with his mouth. He pushes his tongue inside me, penetrating me. Fuck, his tongue is as long and thick as the rest of him. It’s as though he’s licking every inch of the inside of me, and I don’t think I’ve ever experienced anything so intimate before. He’s actually fucking me with his tongue, which means I’m also fucking his face. I’m so wet and conscious of the fact I must be drowning him, but he doesn’t seem bothered. In fact, he only grips my thighs tighter and tries to get deeper, like he wants to swallow me whole.
My excitement builds, my orgasm coiling tight at my core. I’m sure I’m about to come all over his face, but suddenly he stops and pulls his face away from me.
I whimper in disappointment. “No, please.”
Of course, Zane can’t explain himself, but he reaches down and grabs his cock. He looks like he’s about to explode. Is that why he stopped? Because he thought he was going to come just from eating my pussy? The thought makes me even hotter. I never knew a man could be that into it. I guess I always thought they did it because they thought they should, but it’s clearly something that gets Zane going.
Christ, his cock is huge, though. I balk, a part of me tempted to throw myself off the bed and run for the hills. Am I really going to fit that thing inside me?
Lex must recognize my hesitation, because he puts his hand out.
“Let me help you and her.”
Zane stills and makes like a statue, and I just know nothing like this has ever happened before.
Lex tentatively reaches for my pussy and spreads me wide, and then, with his other hand, he takes hold of Zane’s dick. Zane’s expression is impossible to read as he allows his friend to grip him. Lex exhales a ragged breath as he moves Zane’s huge cock to rub it between my swollen, wet lips, all over my entrance.
“You’re all ready for him, angel,” Lex purrs. “You’re so brave and such a good girl. You can do this, and it will feel so good.”
He parts me more and pushes Zane’s tip into place, running the ball of the piercing around my opening. Zane grits his teeth as the tip of his massive cock vanishes inside my pussy. The girth alone is enough to stretch me, and I moan at the sensation.
“Take it easy and slow, Zane,” Lex coaches.
I get the feeling that Zane is indulging him for now, but that Lex might find himself on the receiving end of some sort of payback or other in the future.
Lex widens my legs more and pulls my left knee over his lap so I’m spread wide for him to see. “God, Vani, you should see how your lips are stretching around him. You’re so fucking perfect. That’s it. Breathe through it.”
He might be trying to make this filthier with his talk, but as Zane pushes farther inside me, I do have to breathe through it, because, holy fuck, he’s big and it hurts.
Zane stares down at where our bodies meet, and where his friend’s hand is still wrapped around his cock. He must have the most self-control of any man I’ve ever met, because he has to be desperate to ram inside me, but he doesn’t.
“Oh, fuck, it stings,” I cry. “I’m not sure how much more I can take.”
“You’re doing so well,” Lex praises me.
“No, no. I can’t.” I stare down at my pussy, how stretched it is around Zane’s huge cock. I can’t imagine how I’m possibly going to be able to take any more inside me.
“He’s nearly all the way in now, mon ange. You’re doing it. Almost there. Just another inch. Does this pretty clit need some attention?” Lex rubs my clit as he talks to me. He’s murmuring in French now, and I don’t know what it means, but it’s as sexy as hell.
I groan and fall back against Saint’s lap.
“ Ma cherie ,” Saint says as he strokes my forehead. Even he’s playing nice for this particular game.
Zane huffs out a sharp breath, and I stare up into his gaze. I run my hands over his muscles, tracing his tattoos, marveling at the sheer size of him. I’m not sure I can ever get enough. I want to touch him forever.
He thinks he’s damaged, but I think he’s perfect.
His balls are touching me, which means he’s all the way in. I did it. I almost want to shout it out, but then he pulls slowly out and slams back in. The air is knocked from me, and I erupt into white hot heat. Pleasure, pain, panic—they all rush in to fill the void where my breath was.
“That’s right, Venom,” Lex encourages me. “You’re taking him so deep. That beautiful pussy can take whatever we throw at it. You were made for us.”
Zane does it again, and again. Then he lifts my leg and grabs Lex’s hand, making him hold my leg up and out, so Zane can get deeper. He shifts his angle, not once but three or four times, each time thrusting hard and deep. Then he shifts again and, when he piles into me, he hits something that makes me scream. Not in pain but blinding pleasure.
Zane grins, and his expression as he looks down at me is almost devilish. He keeps fucking me, hitting his piercing into that spot until he stays deep just rubbing me there, and I claw at his back, not sure if I’m pulling him in deeper or fighting him off.
I’m going to come, and I try to hold in the desperate sounds I’m making, but I can’t. Saint starts to pinch and pull my nipples.
Lex flicks my clit. “Give in to it. Let us hear you come. We want to hear that pretty voice of yours so bad.”
I shatter, and a scream rips from my throat as I surrender to the pleasure that sends me to a whole other level. My body shakes and jerks, and still I’m coming, bliss rippling and spiking through me. Tiny pieces of me float away on a cloud until I descend back into my body, all my reasoning gone.
I feel strange. Fuzzy. Far away. Then it all goes black.
The next moment, I can hear Lex through the haze of pleasant numbness. “You fucking made her pass out. How the fuck are we supposed to live up to that?”
Zane is still fucking me. I’m passed out, or I was, even if just for a second or two, and he’s still fucking me.
“Oh, there you are,” Lex grins at me as I open my eyes.
I look up at Zane, and he clenches his jaw as he comes deep inside me. He stills and pumps me full of him before sagging on me.
Beating at his back, I push at him to get off me because he weighs a ton. He does and rolls onto his back, eliciting a pained yelp from Lex, who crawls out of the way.
I think I’m broken. I reach down and feel between my legs. Cum is dripping from me, but it all feels the same, tender and a bit sore, but with everything in the right place.
“You did so good,” Lex murmurs. “You’re all of ours, aren’t you, Venom? Our good girl to play with as we like.”
I murmur a half answer and let my eyes drift closed.
When I wake up with no idea of how much time has passed, I’m shocked to find Saint on his side now, me turned toward him while he sucks on my nipple. Lex is staring at my pussy and working himself, and Zane, where is he?
I look around, but he’s gone. “Where’s Zane?” I mumble, still half asleep.
“Gone to do Zane shit,” Lex says with irritation as if I’ve distracted him, which I probably have. “You blew his mind, and I think he needed some time to decompress. He’ll be working on his table.”
I grin at the idea of blowing his mind, and Saint swaps from one nipple to the other and starts to suck again.
Should we have a talk about boundaries? I’m not sure Lex wanking over my pussy and Saint sucking on my tits while I sleep is appropriate. Then again, it’s making me horny, so do I really care?
“Rub your clit, sweet girl, and come again,” Lex orders. “Help me and Saint, baby girl.”
So, I do.