Chapter 11
Delilah
I gazed in awe at Dave's magnificent body, my heart racing as I took in every detail. His skin rippled over powerful muscles, and those majestic, dragon-like wings were folded behind his back. But it was his impressive erection that drew my gaze and ignited a fire deep within me. There was something about this part of the male anatomy.
With trembling fingers, I reached out to touch Dave's cock. The moment my fingertips grazed the thick shaft, it twitched and jumped. I let out a startled giggle and yanked my hand back, cheeks burning.
Dave's golden eyes sparkled with amusement. "It's okay, sweetheart. You can touch me. I promise I don't bite. Unless you want me to." He winked playfully.
"I... I've never..." I stammered, overwhelmed by conflicting desires and ingrained shame. "I didn't touch you before."
"Shh, it's alright," Dave soothed. He gently took my hand and guided it back to his impressive length. "Just explore. There's no rush."
I marveled at the warmth and silky texture beneath my fingers. As I stroked tentatively, I noticed an intriguing spiraling line of veins along the shaft. "What's this?" I asked breathlessly.
"That's just the shape of my veins," Dave explained. "It's very sensitive there. Why don't you trace it with your fingertip?"
I did as he suggested, fascinated by the way the veins seemed to pulse beneath my touch. Dave let out a low groan that sent shivers down my spine.
"That's it, just like that," he encouraged. "How does it feel, Delilah?"
"Amazing," I whispered. "I want to taste it."
Zarath cleared his throat, and we looked his way to find him standing there, like a pet awaiting instruction.
Dave's expression softened. "Zarath. Why don't you be a good boy and help me make Lilah come?" He waggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Zarath hesitated. "I... I'm not sure..."
"It's okay," I said, turning to meet his eyes. "I want you to touch me, too."
I sighed with pleasure as he moved to stand behind me, and his long fingers began to caress my hips, trailing down to my thighs.
"That's it," Dave encouraged. "Nice and easy. She's been a good girl, hasn't she? She deserves to feel amazing."
I leaned back against Zarath's chest, reveling in the dual sensations of his tentative touches and Dave's warm skin beneath my exploring hands. My whole body tingled with new and thrilling sensations.
"Oh my," I breathed. "This is... I never knew it could feel like this."
I gasped as Zarath's hands slid higher, his fingers tracing tantalizing patterns across my waist. Each inch he explored sent shivers through my body, leaving me breathless with want.
"That's it," Dave murmured encouragingly. "You're doing great, both of you."
"It's so much," I whimpered. "I want... I need..." I dropped to my knees and leaned forward, touching him again.
"Oh my," Dave said appreciatively, stroking my hair gently as I played with his cock. "Aren't you just the most beautiful thing? Don't forget to give her a reward, Zarath."
Zarath kneeled behind me and held me flush against his chest, his hands cupping my breasts. I cried out at the sensation, arching into his touch. His lips found my throat, sucking and nipping gently.
I couldn't dwell on that thought for long, as Dave stepped closer, the thick head of his cock now mere inches from my lips. My mouth watered at the sight. Without thinking, I leaned forward, letting him brush the tip against my lips. A bead of pre-cum smeared across them, and I marveled at how silky and soft it felt.
Curiosity overtook me, and I darted my tongue out for a taste. The flavor was unlike anything I'd experienced — salty, musky, and utterly intoxicating. I moaned, desperate for more.
Zarath's hand cupped the back of my head, gently holding my hair back as Dave pressed forward. My lips parted, and I took him into my mouth, reveling in the weight of him on my tongue. Dave's hands roamed over my body, cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples, holding me still as Dave thrust into my mouth.
"That's it, sweetheart," Dave encouraged, his voice husky. "You're doing so well."
I couldn't explain the hunger that consumed me. All I knew was that I needed more. Recalling a scene from my favorite book, I leaned forward, taking him deeper, sucking hard. Zarath's fingers skimmed down between my legs, circling the sensitive nub there, and I sucked harder on Dave, wanting him to feel what I was feeling.
Dave groaned above me. "Oh fuck, you're such a good girl."
"I need more," I whispered.
"Zarath and I meet with the senator in an hour, so we'll have to be satisfied with giving each other orgasms for now." He winked, his playful demeanor returning. "No rushing into fucking that tight little pussy of yours just yet."
The crude language sent a thrill through me. I couldn't believe how much I wanted this, how desperately I craved their touch.
"But I want to be fucked," I cried out, shocking myself with my boldness. The naughty word felt powerful on my tongue, like I was finally taking control of my own destiny. No longer was I bound by the rules of an unknown God or the constraints of my sheltered upbringing.
Dave gently lifted me to my feet. "Patience, little one," he said, his formal tone tinged with desire. "We'll take care of you. But when we fuck you, it needs to be nice and slow. You'll want to learn all the different ways we can fuck you together, don't you?"
He guided me towards his bed and I panicked for a moment. Was I really doing this? But as I looked at the two magnificent men before me, I knew there was no turning back. I wanted this — wanted them — more than I'd ever wanted anything in my life.
Dave's hands brushed my cheek, his warmth soothing my nerves. "Trust us, Delilah. We're going to make you come." His eyes filled with heat, and my core clenched in response.
"By the stars, you're beautiful," Zarath breathed, his eyes darkening with lust. "And so damn sexy."
Their words of praise were like fuel to the fire burning inside me. I whimpered, a needy sound I didn't recognize as my own. I'd never been called sexy or beautiful before, but on their lips, it felt like the only truth I'd ever known.
Their mouths and hands were everywhere, stroking over every inch of my skin. Their fingers danced across my bare stomach, teasingly tracing the lines of my muscles as they made their way downwards. I shivered, my whole body taut with anticipation.
"Please, I promise I'll be a good girl," I moaned.
"Greedy," Dave teased, his voice a deep rumble as he trailed his fingers down the inside of my thigh, pausing just shy of where I needed him most.
"Oh, Dave," I whined, my hips bucking upwards, seeking the release I knew he could give me. "Please. Make Zarath…"
"Make him what, Delilah?" Dave purred in my ear. "Make him fuck you? Make him lick your cunt until you come all over his face?"
"Please," I whimpered, not even sure anymore what I was begging for.
Dave's lips brushed against the inside of my thigh, and I shivered. He flicked his tongue out, teasing a sensitive spot that sent fire coursing through my body. I arched my back, my head thrown back in ecstasy.
"D-Dave," I panted, my hips bucking against his face. "God, don't stop."
At the same time, I felt a firm grip on my other thigh, and then Zarath's mouth joined in, his tongue lapping at my folds as he nipped at my sensitive flesh. Stars exploded behind my eyelids, and I couldn't help but moan, the sound echoing around the luxurious room.
Dave's cock, thick and uncut, bobbed with anticipation as he knelt before me. His eyes met mine, the lust in them tempered by something more tender. "We're going to make you come," he rasped, his fingers gently pressing inside me.
The stretch sent waves of pleasure through me, and I moaned, lifting my hips to meet his touch. "Yes," I panted, the word sounding like a prayer.
I felt a second, smaller intrusion, and I realized Zarath had slid a lubed-up finger into my bottom, preparing me. "God, you're tight," he groaned. The pressure built in intensity, almost overwhelming. I reached for their cocks, holding one in each hand, wishing they were inside me.
Dave grinned. "Do you want a cock there, violating your asshole?"
"Yes, oh, yes," I moaned, losing myself in sensation. Every movement pressed their fingers deeper inside me, made my hips buck, my body quake. Finally, Zarath's lips found my sensitive clit, and I screamed, my body bucking off of the bed as I rode their fingers, writhing between their rough grips.
"I can't take it anymore," I whined, my hands clenching in the plush comforter.
Dave chuckled, his voice low and gravelly. "That's it, sweetheart. Let us give you everything you've ever wanted."
In one swift motion, he removed his fingers and replaced them with his warm, wet tongue. His tongue lapped at my clit, flicking and swirling, sending jolts of electricity straight to my core. I whimpered, my hips bucking against his face as I ground against his mouth.
Meanwhile, Zarath's fingers delved deeper, stretching me, and I cried out as he hit that sweet spot. "God, right there!" I gasped, my nails digging into the sheets.
"You like that?" Zarath purred, pressing his chest against my back, his erection hard against my behind.
"Oh, fuck, yes," I moaned, squeezing around his invading finger. The heady scent of their pre-cum, mixed with the musky aroma of my own arousal, filled the air, driving me even further into a state of euphoric lust.
"D-Dave," I gasped, my voice shaking with need. "I-I'm gonna..."
"That's it," he growled, his voice rough with lust. "Come for us, sweetheart."
The orgasm hit me like a freight train, slamming into me with such force that my whole body shuddered and convulsed. I screamed their names, my pussy clenching around Zarath's fingers as I came undone.
As my climax subsided, Zarath removed his fingers from me and spun me around, and kissed me with a ferocity that stole my breath away. His tongue invaded my mouth, tangling with mine, tasting of me and himself. It was filthy and erotic and oh, so delicious.
Dave guided my hand downward, placing it over Zarath's throbbing length. He was slick with his own juices, and it took a little before my palm was coated in his sticky cum. I moaned as I massaged his shaft, feeling it twitch and pulse in my hand.
I wanted this blissful moment to last forever, but Dave's commanding voice cut through my haze of pleasure.
"Kneel," he ordered, his tone brooking no argument.
Trembling, I complied, sliding off the bed to kneel before them. My legs felt weak, but a thrill of excitement shot through me as I watched Dave and Zarath share a passionate kiss. Their muscular bodies pressed together, each beautiful in his own way.
When they broke apart, both men turned their attention to me. I reached out tentatively, wrapping my fingers around their shafts, thick and warm in my hands. I licked each of them, one at a time, my pussy pulsing as their silky texture glided across my tongue. They tasted clean and a little salty, and I loved it.
"I... I want to make you both come," I admitted, my cheeks flushing. "But I don't know how."
Dave's eyes softened as he smiled down at me. "Don't worry, beautiful. We'll show you."
They both took hold of their cocks, beginning to stroke themselves. The sight made my mouth water. I leaned in, kissing each of their cocks, one at a time.
"Open up," Dave instructed gently. "We're close. Are you sure you want this?"
I nodded eagerly, sticking out my tongue. The musky scent of their arousal filled my nostrils as I leaned forward, licking at the heads of their cocks. The taste was intoxicating -- salty and slightly sweet.
"That's it," Zarath groaned. "Good girl."
Their praise sent a shiver of delight through me. I moaned softly, alternating between their shafts as they stroked themselves faster.
A surge of power rushed through my body as I watched their faces contort with pleasure, knowing I was partly responsible for their ecstasy. Suddenly, both cocks twitched, and warm streams of cum splashed across my tongue and lips. The salty, slightly bitter taste flooded my senses as I eagerly lapped up every drop, determined not to waste a single bit.
As I finished cleaning them with my tongue, I sat back on my heels, looking up at Dave and Zarath with wide eyes. My body tingled all over, alive with new sensations and desires I'd never experienced before.
"That was..." I trailed off, searching for words.
Dave chuckled softly. "Incredible?"
I nodded, a smile spreading across my face. "Yes. Incredible."
Zarath reached down to help me to my feet, his touch sending sparks across my skin. "You did wonderfully, Delilah."
As I stood, I caught sight of myself in the mirror across the room. My hair was tousled, my lips swollen, and there was a new light in my eyes that I'd never seen before. I barely recognized myself, but in the best possible way.