Chapter 23 #3
Knowing me so well, Travis knocks Liam’s hand off my throat and uses his own to squeeze, adding just the right amount of pressure.
I shatter. “Ohhh God!” I scream, an intense orgasm tearing through me, causing my legs to shake uncontrollably.
My eyes roll back, stars dancing behind my eyelids as bursts of pleasure crash through every inch of my body.
“Holy shit, that was beautiful,” Liam says. He’s staring at me in awe, still slowly working in and out of me.
“Don’t stop.”
My eyes snap to Travis at his demand. He backs away from the bed just enough to reach the nightstand again. My brows pinch together as he brings the bullet vibrator out.
“You’re gonna give us another one.”
I swallow, but my legs fall farther apart on their own. I’ve never been one to turn down an orgasm. I’m not crazy.
“Turn over.” Travis’s voice is another demand, and I don’t fight it. Liam slips the dildo from me, and I roll to my stomach, anticipation lighting up my skin. I turn my head, but I don’t see Travis beside me. They’re both behind me now.
“Do you trust us, Ellie?” Travis murmurs.
I don’t hesitate. “Yes.”
“We’re gonna fill both your holes now. You want that?”
I suck in a ragged breath, heart stuttering a beat. Abso-fucking-lutely. “Y-yes.”
The dildo is suddenly back at my entrance, rubbing me before pushing inside slowly. I arch into it. I’m assuming it’s Liam pumping it in and out of me, but my eyes are squeezed shut, letting the sensation take me higher.
A moment later, warm wetness hits my skin.
I jolt and peek over my shoulder. Travis is leaning over at my side.
His eyes meet mine as he lets another drop of his spit fall.
Something about the way he’s looking at me while he’s spitting in my ass…
well, I didn’t know I’d find that so hot, but a whimper works up my throat.
We’ve done a lot of dirty things, but never backdoor play.
And for no real reason. I wasn’t sure I’d be into it, but I’m learning I’m into everything he does to me. With me.
The buzz of the bullet vibrator pierces the air, drowning out my desperate pants.
“Ready, May?” Travis’s voice is gentle now, and I moan in response, pushing my ass back into Liam.
I fist the sheets, waiting, and a second later, the vibrations of the bullet hit me, filtering through my body. He’s barely there. He’s not pushing in, just rubbing circles around the area, getting me ready.
Liam’s hand finds my hip, but then immediately disappears again. I whine at the loss. I wish both their hands were all over me right now. I wish it was their cocks inside me, but I don’t know if any of us could come back from that.
“Can I touch you, Ellie?” Liam asks, voice quiet, a little unsure.
I mean, you have a dildo inside my pussy right now…
“Yes. Touch me, please,” I beg. Somewhere, anywhere.
His hand latches onto my hip again, fingers digging in as he pounds into me harder. I can feel myself grow wetter, the toy slipping in and out easily.
My groan tears into the mattress, another orgasm trickling down my spine. As if he can sense it, Travis eases the little bullet into my back hole. I tense slightly at the intrusion, and he pulls out.
“Relax, May. You can take it.”
I take a breath, willing my body to calm down.
He pushes in again. So damn slowly and carefully.
I spread my legs wider, closing my eyes, giving in to the sensations all around me.
My ragged breathing, the barely audible pants from the guys behind me, the buzzing vibrator.
Being filled so completely full. In a way I never have before.
I’ve never felt so much all at once. I’ve died and gone to heaven. Well, maybe not heaven. Jesus is probably shaking his head at me right now.
Travis goes deeper, and so does Liam. I cry out. “Yes!”
“Yeah? This feel good? You like being our little slut?” Travis taunts.
“Mmhm,” I moan.
“You’re doing great, Ellie. Such a good girl, taking both these toys at once. Look at her little holes fluttering around this rubber, Trav. She’s perfect.”
“Oh God.”
The praise from Liam, mixed with Travis’s words, nearly flings me right over the edge. Of course sweet Liam would have a praise kink. I could see it, but nothing could prepare me for hearing filthy words come out of his beautiful mouth. It’s so damn hot.
Travis brings the vibrator out of me, dragging it closer to my pussy and gathering more wetness there before inching back in.
“You’re fucking dripping all over the place.
You’ve soaked Liam’s wrist. Imagine if it were our cocks inside these tight little holes.
Do you think you could handle that, Ellie? ”
I clamp my lips shut, whimpering as my body coils tight.
I twist my head, needing to see them. Their faces are determined, eyes seeming to shine with admiration, locked onto where they’re moving in and out of me, a sheen of sweat coating their foreheads.
Travis’s forearm muscles are taut as he grips my thigh, spreading me wider for Liam.
The sight of them both working my body into a tidal wave of pleasure is enough to send me careening into the abyss.
“I’m coming!” I cry, convulsing and shaking as they fuck me through it, only slowing when I start gasping for air.
“Goddamn,” Travis breathes out as he drags the bullet carefully from my ass.
Liam slips out next, squeezing my hip gently. “What a good girl, Ellie.”
Dear Jesus. I’m gonna need him to shut up before I come again.
“Our turn,” Travis says, crawling onto the bed. “Have we been good boys?”
“Yes,” I pant, trying to catch my breath, every inch of me still coursing with pleasure.
I flip to my back, and Liam comes to the other side of the bed next to me.
“Good enough to come all over your perfect body?” Travis asks.
The fucking goodest.
I nod and start to lift my shirt up, but he comes down, tucking it under my bra so that only my stomach is exposed. I frown, but I’m too weak to wonder why he doesn’t want my shirt off.
My head keeps moving from side to side, wanting to catch glimpses of both of them as they work themselves closer to their release. I’m still so turned-on, I have to play with my clit while I watch.
“So greedy,” Travis tsks. “You gonna come again?”
“Mhmm.”
“Christ, Ellie, you’re so pretty. Can I come on your stomach?” Liam asks, voice pained.
“Yesss.”
His hand jerks wildly, teeth digging into his plump bottom lip, face twisting in pleasure as he curses and spills his cum all over me. As soon as he’s done, I give my attention to Travis. He stares down at his bandmate’s cum on my body and groans, stroking himself rapidly.
“Come for me,” I whisper.
“Such a good little whore,” he teases. “One mess isn’t enough, you want more?”
I nod, rubbing myself faster, matching his speed, another orgasm working its way to the surface. Liam’s cum starts to trickle down my stomach, pooling in my belly button. I glance at it, then at Travis, and shatter all over again.
My arm is so heavy, it falls straight to the bed, my body more relaxed than I’ve been maybe ever.
“Open.” My eyes widen at Travis’s demand. So bossy tonight. He puts his thumb on my bottom lip and forces my lips to part. “Don’t touch me,” he warns, smirking.
My tongue comes out, ready for what’s coming.
I don’t look at Liam, but I can feel him watching us closely, hear his heavy breathing while Travis pants and groans.
I keep my tongue out, eyes trained on Travis.
His head rolls back as he thrusts his cock near my mouth.
The tip is so close I could lick it if I moved a smidge closer. It takes all my strength not to.
I sit up on my elbows just as his cum shoots across my lips, tongue, and the back of my throat. I swallow it all greedily.
“Fuck!” he roars, collapsing on the bed.
I’m right behind him. Liam rushes off, and my eyes suddenly feel so heavy that I can’t keep them open. A moment later, a warm cloth wipes across my stomach, and when a soft set of lips presses against my cheek, I fight the urge to cry. I know it’s Liam, he’s too damn sweet.
What have I done?