Chapter 19
19
Zach
Watching Kincaid bury his face in Amy’s pussy brought the most intense feelings of arousal and jealousy stabbing through Zach’s chest.
Part of it was jealousy that Kincaid’s focus was on someone else—something that always fueled him during their scenes—but part of it was envy that he was the first between Amy’s thighs. The first to taste her. Then again, Zach had gotten the first kiss.
And now she was pushing her breasts in the air, her reddened nipples begging to be decorated.
He moved beside them, smiling cruelly as she opened her eyes to look at him, the sensual haze still clouding her vision. With her hands firmly planted on the desk to keep her in position, he didn’t need to bind her to keep her still.
“Do you like what he’s doing, little slut?” he asked, moving around to the other side of the desk so he could cup her breasts from behind her, looking over her shoulder to watch Kincaid feasting on her pussy. His boyfriend’s dark head moved up and down as he licked and suckled her sweetness.
Zach put his hands on Amy’s stomach, just above Kincaid’s head, and slowly slid them up to her breasts, caressing the soft flesh of her body with appreciation. She moaned, her head falling back as he reached her breasts. From the soft touch he’d been doing, he now changed, gripping her breasts hard enough to make her cry out as he pinched her nipples tighter than ever, flattening the little buds between his fingers.
From his vantage point, he could see the way her thighs moved, squeezing Kincaid’s head between them in reaction to Zach’s tormenting fingers. His cock ached from her sharp cry, and he turned his head into her shoulder, biting down on the sensitive flesh.
Something he’d never been able to do before.
He couldn’t get his mouth on her pussy right now, but he could do this, and it assuaged some of the hunger he was feeling. He felt her pulse fluttering against his tongue and heard her tiny whimper as he sucked hard, leaving a small mark behind by the time he lifted his head again.
Only then did he give her nipples a final twist before releasing them, making her cry out again.
Time to decorate the pretty little buds.
He’d already picked out the adjustable rubber-tipped clamps, even though she could definitely handle more, just because he wanted most of her focus to be on him and Kincaid, not on the clamps. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled them out.
He could tell she was getting closer and closer to orgasm as Kincaid pleasured her with his tongue, the soft moaning noises she was making, the way her body shuddered. The pain would either pull her back or tip her over, and he was betting on the latter, though either way, he looked forward to finding out.
The more he discovered about her body, the better he’d be able to satisfy her.
The sound she made when he closed the first clamp around her nipple made him grin, his cock throbbing in response. Kincaid paused what he was doing, looking up with some concern, then heat flared in his eyes when he realized. His gaze caught with Zach’s and made his dick pulse in an entirely different way, his insides tightening before Kincaid returned to his efforts.
Amy panted for breath, whimpering, and Zach hefted her other breast in his hand, closing the clamp over that nipple as well. This cry was smaller, possibly because she was expecting it and possibly because Kincaid’s tongue was working magic on her pussy… or a combination thereof.
“Oh, fuck…” The little sobbing breath she took was music to his ears.
“What do you think, Kincaid?” Zach asked, sliding his hands up to toy with the clamps, tugging and twisting on them, watching her shudder as she tried to hold herself in position. “Should we let our little slut come? Or should we make her wait?”
Her breath hitched, and she whimpered again, turning to look at him with pleading eyes. Kincaid chuckled, lifting his head just barely away from her pussy so he could answer Zach.
“I think our sweet girl needs as many orgasms as we can give her,” he said. “Until she’s begging us to stop.”
Zach wholeheartedly agreed, but he did like to see her worry, her anxiety, and then her relief.
“As you wish.”
He squeezed to open the clamps—not all the way, just a touch, just enough to ease some of the pressure on her nipples for a brief moment—then let them go so that they closed down around the little buds again. Her scream of pained pleasure was glorious.
Amy
It hurt, it hurt, it hurt so good.
It hurt in ways she’d forgotten. In ways she hadn’t known it could. Because it didn’t just hurt; it ached. She ached. Throbbed. All over.
The pulsing agony from her nipples melded with the pleasure from Kincaid’s tongue as he licked and sucked along her pussy all the way up to her clit. Her brain had turned off almost entirely, lighting up only for the little comments Zach was making.
When he asked if they should make her wait to come, she’d almost cried.
When she’d realized she wasn’t going to have to wait, she would have cheered if she hadn’t been screaming from what Zach had just done to her poor, abused nipples. Yet, part of her loved that viciousness, the way he played with her senses, the way he and Kincaid were double-teaming her in every possible way.
Not just touching her, not just Kincaid’s praise against Zach’s degradation; it was also Zach’s pain against Kincaid’s pleasure. The combination was exhilarating. It felt as though she was truly, wholly alive again, as if she’d just woken up from a dream, and now, she was aware and feeling everything.
And she wanted more.
“Come for us, our sweet slut,” Zach whispered in her ear, his voice low, his warm breath wafting over her skin. His hands cupped her breasts, squeezing and kneading, making her nipples pulse with agony as blood tried to move through them, cut off by the clamps.
As if he knew she was close, Kincaid’s mouth moved higher, up to her clit, and he sucked the swollen nub into his mouth as her thighs tightened around his head.
“Come for us so I can hurt you some more.”
Her elbows buckled as her orgasm slammed into her. Zach caught her, holding her up, the back of her head against his shoulder as she writhed between them, the waves of ecstasy flowing over her. Everything still hurt, but it didn’t matter because the pain felt so good.
Sensations crowded her body until they were so packed in, they didn’t have anywhere else to go, then exploded outward, again and again.
It wasn’t until she was finally limp against Zach that Kincaid lifted his head again, this time letting her legs slide from his shoulders. Her pussy felt so soft and used and wet, her body still humming from the orgasm. Kincaid stared up at her, licking his lips, which were glossy and wet from her juices.
His gaze darkened as it shifted to Zach.
“Do you want a taste?” he asked.
Amy didn’t know what he meant until Zach nodded, and Kincaid reached for him. He wrapped his hand around the back of Zach’s neck, pulling him forward and trapping her even more between them as his lips crashed against Zach’s.
He was letting Zach taste her pussy from his mouth.
It didn’t matter that she’d just cum—again—her insides quivered, and she wanted to whimper. Her nipples felt like they were throbbing even more insistently against the clamps, though the initial pain was all but gone. She watched in fascination, feeling their bodies against her, the sound of their mouths and tongues so close to her ears, and ached with envy.
Then, suddenly, as if they could hear her thoughts, feel her envy, they broke off the kiss and turned to her as one.
If she’d ever thought about three people kissing at once, she would have thought it sounded awkward. Two mouths coming together made sense… but three? How would their mouths close around each other?
They didn’t. Not exactly.
She felt Kincaid’s and Zach’s lips against hers, at the same time, and knew they were feeling both hers and each other’s as well. The heat of their mouths, the wetness of their tongues, they all wound together, and it didn’t feel awkward at all. She could taste herself on Kincaid’s lips, feel Zach’s tongue seeking that flavor as well, feel them pressing against her. When Zach tugged off one of the clamps from her nipple, and she cried out, they both muffled the sound.
Not for long, though. One moment, she was crying out in the middle of their kiss, and the next, she was lying on her back with both of them bending over her. Kincaid’s hot mouth closed around the nipple Zach had unclamped while Zach pulled the clamp free of her other nipple before joining his boyfriend in sucking her nipple into his mouth.
Her cries echoed around the room as the pain of her blood rushing back into the tiny buds crashed against the pleasure of their mouths suckling her sensitive nubbins. So much more sensitive than they had been before the clamps. She writhed on top of the table, and someone’s hand pressed down on her mound, fingers slipping between her pussy lips to caress her clit.
She grabbed both of them by the hair, not because she wanted them to stop sucking her nipples, but because she needed something to hold on to before she levitated straight off the earth.
Kincaid
Damn, Amy was hot as hell. Needy. Sweet. And he and Zach were both enjoying her far too much. His gaze met Zach’s as they suckled her nipples, connecting across her body, and his cock throbbed. With his free hand, he reached down to adjust himself and also put some pressure against the growing ache.
Zach’s hand was between Amy’s legs, busily stroking her… but despite what Kincaid had said, he didn’t want her cumming again yet. Not so soon. They would wind her up, though.
When he lifted his head and looked down at her breast, he couldn’t help but grin with satisfaction. Her nipple was plumped and harder again, but so much darker than it had been before the clamps. Zach lifted his head as well, revealing the same. Amy released their hair as they both straightened up, reaching above her to grab onto the edge of the table.
From how unfocused her eyes were, Kincaid wasn’t sure how aware she was of everything going on around her.
“Let’s get her turned over,” Zach said, still moving his hand between her legs while Amy panted for breath. “I want to plug her ass.”
“Works for me.” Kincaid ran his thumb over her pouting lower lip. “I want her pretty mouth.” He pushed his thumb between her lips and felt her teeth graze the digit, her tongue flicking against the tip as she automatically closed her mouth and started sucking.
Fuck, yeah, he wanted her mouth.
He was assuming she’d never been double penetrated before, so it made sense not to jump straight into things, but they could still tag team her. With a plug in her cute little ass, she would feel even more stuffed. For her first time in a threesome, that was about as far as he wanted to take it.
Would there be other times?
He didn’t know yet, but he already hoped so. He was pretty sure Zach was on the same page. So, it would just depend on Amy.
And the better a time they gave her, he assumed, the more open she would be to more times.
So far, it seemed like she was really fucking enjoying herself.
Pulling his thumb from the suction of her mouth, he helped Zach flip her over. She whimpered a little as her breasts and tormented nipples were squashed flat against the hard table. Kincaid grinned, running his hands over her upper back and shoulders, digging his fingers into her muscles while Zach did the same with her very cute little ass. The heart-shaped cheeks tensed and relaxed as he filled his hands with them. She let out a little moan, the top of her head rubbing against the bulge in Kincaid’s pants.
She was at exactly the right height for what Kincaid wanted to do.
Sliding his fingers through her hair, he took a firm grip on the silky strands and lifted her head, turning her to face him rather than looking to the side. Her lips were slightly parted as he freed his cock with the other hand, allowing the thick length to spring out and land right on her lower lip.
“Open up, princess,” he said. “You’re going to suck my cock like a good girl while Zach plugs that pretty little ass of yours.”