18. Enslee #2
I trembled softly the moment I felt it twitch against me.
All was forgotten, though, as Brogan began to kiss on the other side of my neck.
Now, both men were biting down on me, kissing me, and weaving their large hands in my hair.
And the ones that were not holding me captive at their mercy were running down the length of my body.
Everywhere one touched left an electrical current starting with my breasts, then my hips, and one even slipped between my legs to toy with my clit. Long, nimble fingers surrounded the nub, then rolled and pinched it between them until I whimpered with need.
The pleasure these men were inflicting was becoming too much, but also not enough at the same time.
I was literally burning for them as everywhere they touched ignited something and set me up in flames.
While I couldn’t remember much of anything regarding my life up until a few days ago, I doubted I’d ever been this aroused before.
“Please,” I begged again, although for what I really didn’t know.
My knees were growing wobbly, and I could barely stand on my feet.
If I kept up at this rate, I would surely fall to my knees.
That time rapidly approached until Brogan wrapped one arm around my waist to hold me not only in place, but upright as well, while Declan dragged his fingers lower.
The moment he inserted two of them inside of me, I cried out something incoherent.
Even to myself, my voice sounded more foreign than it ever had. I’d wanted to experience what it would be like to be in their arms again for the very first time, and this was that wish, and then some. Actually, it was more than I ever thought it would be.
Brogan continued to hold me tight against him as he ate at my flesh.
I hadn’t realized until now how hot neck kisses and ear whispers made me, and each time he bit down on me, he’d soothe the ache with his tongue and mouth.
Whether it was my neck, my cheek, my ear, or somewhere else altogether, it made me even wetter.
His free hand wasn’t idle for long, either.
Brogan took turns with each breast, both squeezing them and rolling, pinching, and tugging on my nipples until they were hardened peaks.
Combine that with the fingers being thrust into me, and I truly believed I’d never been so stimulated all at once in my entire life, or at least of what I could remember of it.
If I had, surely I would’ve never been able to forget it.
In a flash, three became two as Brogan disappeared.
I glanced over to my left and watched as he moved onto the bed.
The mattress dipped beneath his weight, and he made himself comfortable at the head of it.
Declan’s gaze was also where mine was as he removed his fingers.
I was swept back off my feet, then dropped haphazardly onto the bed.
Now on my hands and knees, I looked between Brogan’s legs, which were partially spread, and spotted his hand around his cock.
There were drops of precum glistening on the tip, and my mouth began to water.
I drew my tongue out to trace my lips, running it along the bottom one and then the top, as I thirsted for a taste of him.
He motioned with his finger, moving it in a come-hither motion.
Without shame, I crawled up his body, only stopping when one of his large hands wrapped around my throat.
A small frisson of fear afflicted me for a nanosecond when I saw the dark look in his eyes. I had no time to even think about reconsidering because his grip tightened ever so slightly, before I heard two words.
“Suck it,” Brogan commanded.
When he released me from his grip, I took his cock in my hand and mimicked what he’d just been doing. At first, I needed to familiarize myself with what to actually do, so I began to stroke him from base to tip. My palms grew sweatier as I did, and more shaky as Declan pushed my legs wide apart.
Seconds later, those same two fingers from earlier were thrust back into me as Declan picked back up where he’d just left off.
As I began to stroke Brogan’s cock harder, he let out a few groans, and the sounds of his pleasure were like music to my ears.
I wanted to hear more of it, and from both men, but I was partially worried about this inexperience.
Obviously, I’d done this before because I’d dreamed about sex, but this wasn’t the same.
Any doubts began to fade away as Brogan’s sounds of pleasure and Declan's whispered words of praise confirmed they were enjoying themselves.
“Enslee,” I heard and looked sheepishly up at Brogan.
“Put your goddamn mouth on it.” I gulped, then lowered my head.
As soon as my mouth wrapped around the tip, his salty taste exploded on my tongue.
“Fuck, just like that, but go deep.” I widened my jaw as I took more of him inside my mouth.
“Take me to your throat. I want you to choke on this cock.”
His words shouldn't have surprised me, because he'd always been very blunt, but they did momentarily.
I ignored it and tried to focus on making him feel good, but it was hard when Declan was curving his fingers and hitting a spot inside of me that made my toes curl.
A raspy growl pierced the air, so I focused on Brogan when all of a sudden, Declan removed his fingers.
Seconds later, I felt his warm, wet tongue drag through my slit. Brogan's cock slipped from my mouth, and I raised my head to cry out as the man between my legs was quickly working me up even faster than I was Brogan.
“My dick isn’t going to suck itself, Enslee,” Brogan reminded me. “Put it back in your mouth and suck.”
I let out a small whimper but did as he asked. It was hard trying to focus on that when Declan was about to make me come. Since I’d woken up after the fall, I’d tried to get myself off a few times, but this was unlike anything I could’ve ever achieved myself.
I moaned and cried around his cock as the ache between my legs intensified.
I was so close to an orgasm, and unable to hold it off any longer, I climaxed.
Having been strung tighter than a drum, Brogan allowed me no time to surrender to it because he pushed my head all the way down and held it in place.
I was now choking as I was unable to breathe.
Panic filled me until Declan’s voice floated into my ear.
“Just focus and breathe through your nose.” I tried to do what he was talking about, but the waves of my orgasm were pulling me in one direction while Brogan was keeping me tethered in another.
It was like an anchor had been wrapped around me before being dropped into the sea.
I was drowning… asphyxiating… suffocating…
and each tremor made me never want to breathe again.
And I almost didn’t until Brogan fisted a handful of my hair and yanked my head off his cock. My breaths came out in harsh swallows as I rapidly tried to suck lost oxygen back into my lungs.