68. Enslee
The words had no sooner left Brogan’s lips when I let go, and not just sexually in this moment, but part of my past I’d revealed earlier.
The shame I’d always carried with me was dissipating in these men’s arms, when I’d done everything humanly possible to erase them in the past. Upon seeing how futile it was, I’d managed to keep them pushed so deep in the recesses of my mind until it all came spilling out earlier.
And it wasn’t all that was spilling out of me, either.
Brogan inserted a fourth finger inside me, then crooked them in just the right way to have me squirming.
At least I did until one of their large hands came down on my chest to hold me in place, all while Declan continued to shuttle his cock between my lips.
I tried my damnedest to focus on making this good for him, but like my thoughts in the aftermath of my history dump earlier, I couldn’t focus on anything.
Brogan made it easier when he withdrew his fingers from inside of my pussy, so I concentrated on swallowing down on the tip of Declan’s cock each time he nudged my tonsils.
I couldn’t be doing as bad a job as I thought because the sounds he made above me were ones of pleasure.
That encouraged me to continue what I was doing, even when the brief reprieve Brogan had given was over.
His tongue replaced his fingers in my pussy as he dragged his fingers lower.
I’d taken both men in my ass at one time or another, and the moment he went knuckle deep with three fingers, I forced myself to relax so it wouldn’t hurt as bad.
I even tried to push back against them, but it was nearly impossible in my current position.
Finally, Brogan pulled away from me altogether, leaving me slightly bereft.
“Fuck, Enslee… Swallow,” I heard moments before I tasted Declan’s release.
I swallowed every drop of his climax, then licked his shaft as he slowly thrust in and out of my mouth a few more times before his cock slipped entirely out from it. I used this time to suck much-needed oxygen back into my lungs. Afterward, I lay there and watched the two men.
Two of us had come, but Brogan had not yet done so. I watched the two of them as they kissed and stroked each other’s cock. They were downright dangerous to my restraint when alone, but together they were absolutely lethal. And I loved it. I loved them.
I kept my eyes on them, especially Brogan, and I could see him close his eyes on occasion and groan against Declan’s lips.
If I had to guess, he was close to climaxing too.
Only, I didn’t want him to do so in Declan’s hand, but rather in either my mouth or one of my other holes.
The very thought of feeling him inside me after all these months filled me with an indescribable ache between my legs.
I’d just come, and had nearly done so twice, but it didn’t stop me from sliding my hand between my legs.
Declan’s hand was moving faster, and mine did in response, especially when Brogan tore his mouth away from the other man’s and growled low.
Fuck, they could make the simplest sounds so damn sexy.
And again, a twinge of jealousy struck me as I wanted to be involved in making him come this first time too.
“Brogan,” I whispered, and at the sound of my voice, both men turned toward me.
Their gazes immediately went to my fingers, which I was rapidly pumping into me. The sloshing sounds could be heard, but I didn’t care. With my free hand, I reached down and covered one of my breasts with it. My fingertip brushed back and forth over the hardened tip, making it tighten even more.
“Fuck, sweetheart. You’re making that pussy extra wet for us.”
I nodded and cried out as one of my fingernails scraped just the right spot inside. Arching my lower body up toward them, I continued, never slowing my rhythm, until Brogan walked over to me. He slapped my pussy, making me groan aloud.
“Do you need that pretty pussy filled with one of our cocks?” he asked as he pinched my clit between his long fingers.
“Y-yes,” I stammered.
“Then beg Declan to fuck you while you can still talk. You have until I fill that sweet mouth of yours to do it, so I’d suggest you hurry up. Otherwise…”
He didn’t have to finish his thought for me to know. If I didn’t beg Declan, he’d watch Brogan fuck my mouth, and I’d be left unsatisfied this round. As he started around the side of the bed, I looked ahead at Declan, who was staring intently at me with his brow arched in waiting.
“Fuck me, Declan.”
“Is that it?” he asked me.
I could see the hint of amusement on his face, and my gaze dropped down to his hand, which was back on his cock.
It’d only been semi-hard when he’d pulled it out of my mouth earlier, but it was now rock hard.
The ache inside intensified, especially after this last almost two-month drought I’d been in.
Brogan’s shadow fell over me, and I shivered when his large hand stroked the side of my face. His thumb brushed back and forth between my lips until they parted involuntarily.
“Well?” I heard Declan say, but I was slightly distracted by the cock tapping my lips.
The tip was already sticky with his pre-cum, and I had to remember the other man before I ended up begging for the wrong thing. “Please,” I said.
“Please what?” Both men asked at the same time.
“Declan, please fuck my pussy while Brogan fucks my mouth.”
I couldn’t believe I’d actually managed to get it out, and I almost thought I’d imagined it until I heard Declan speak. “I can’t wait to split you open, Enslee.”
“Yes,” I cried out, especially when Brogan wrapped his hand around the back of my throat and brought my head up a few inches. “P-please.”
“You beg so goddamn beautifully, and not just with your words. Your eyes are saying much more than your lips. Does it ache not to have one of us inside of you?” Brogan asked.
“It hurts, but there’s also pain when you do. I want that kind, though. Please fuck me and make it hurt so good.”
The sound of a tearing foil wrapper made my entire frame go tense.
Seconds later, I was flipped onto my stomach with my ass in the air.
Declan slapped it hard as he worked his cock between my legs.
I whimpered with need, but the sounds were quickly swallowed up the moment Brogan kneeled down in front of me, then slammed his mouth over mine.
He was absolutely ravenous as he took control of the kiss, and I surrendered fully to him.
At the same time, Declan slammed into me, burying much of his cock in the first thrust. It made my entire body buck, and he pulled out only to do it again.
His long fingers dug into my hips as he held me in place, then settled into a pulse-pounding rhythm.
Brogan kissed me through it initially before he pulled away and groaned. “I taste you on her lips, baby. So damn good.” And his mouth came back down on mine again.
I now understood the intensity and voracity with which he was kissing me. I could also still taste Declan, but I wanted to taste Brogan too. Reaching out, I grabbed his legs and dug my nails into them until he pulled away again.
“I want to taste the two of you on my lips together. Please fuck my mouth, Brogan.” His eyes said what he refused to as I watched them darken at my words. “I need you to come down my throat.”
“Damn, you never have to ask for that, sweetheart.”
He fisted his cock and gave it a few hard tugs before he traced my lips with it. I tried valiantly to suck it inside, but he’d pull it away at the last moment. “B-Brogan.”
“Onto your hands and knees,” he directed. Declan paused so I could get into position. Seconds later, Brogan pushed his cock between my parted lips. “Stay just like that as I fuck this sweet mouth.”
I was unable to say a word as he pushed all the way inside, cutting off any words I might’ve tried to say. Declan continued fucking me, and on occasion, he would pull me closer to him, but I wanted to give Brogan what he needed.
Both men were relentless in taking what they wanted, and what I needed. Pleasure built from various parts of me, keeping me unfocused, but I loved this feeling. Sex with one man was great, but when I had them both at the same time…
“Damn, she’s so tight. I doubt you’ll be able to fit in her ass as long as I’m inside her,” Declan said to Brogan.
“Then we’ll just have to tear both holes open,” he said in response, and I felt my inner walls clamp down even tighter on the cock inside me.
“Her pussy’s like a vise grip. If that’s any indication, I’d say Enslee wants to be torn wide open and fucked by us both.”
I moaned again, but the cock in my mouth mostly muffled the sound.
“That’s because she is a good girl,” Brogan said as he caressed the side of my face. “She’s our good girl.” It took me a minute to realize why he had done so. “Such beautiful tears you gift us with.”
I was crying, but not because I was in pain.
It was more cathartic in nature. I needed to be used and fucked by these men in any manner they desired.
Some might find my need to have the decision taken from me as strange, considering I’d had that choice stolen from me before in my youth.
It was different with them because I wanted this…
I needed this… I needed them not to erase but replace the words that’d haunted me for years.
I didn’t need to forget who I was and where I came from, but tonight proved that I needed to remember where I was headed and who I’d become.
And I’ve known it for some time, but I am theirs.
Brogan fisted a handful of my hair, then tugged my head back.
I was now staring up into the abyss, or his dark eyes that made it feel like one.
He started to fuck my mouth harder, and I forced myself to remember how to breathe, which was hard.
The mere sight of him staring down at me had the ability to take my breath away.
And it did. Once or twice, I choked, but it only spurred him on.
A slight smirk tipped the corner of his lips, and ones that were slightly swollen from both Declan and me kissing him earlier.
As I stared up into the perfection that was Brogan Sinclair, I almost wondered what he was thinking as he looked down at me.
I knew my cheeks were streaked with tears, and my face was likely red and puffy.
The longer his eyes stayed locked in on mine, the more I realized that he was staring at me as if I was beautiful.
“That’s it, Enslee,” I heard him say, which broke up the moment.
Seconds later, I tasted the first few drops as Brogan climaxed.
I was so focused on making sure I didn’t waste a single one that I hadn’t even realized that Declan had pulled his cock out of me and was now stretching my ass open with two of his fingers.
I wriggled once or twice, earning a hard slap to one of my cheeks, but I ached to feel more.
As if he knew, Declan added a third and fourth finger inside of me before he stretched me impossibly wide.
I knew he was preparing me to take him there, so I pushed back against his hand, earning some murmured praise. Brogan finally pulled out of my mouth, and I used the next couple of seconds to suck air back into my lungs because once both men were inside me, they’d steal my breath once more.
Brogan caught something that flew by my head, and I realized it was a condom. I watched him carefully pull it over his still-hard cock. My mouth watered for another taste of him, but he needed more than simply another blow job. And I wanted more than that too.
“Turn and come to me,” Declan ordered, and I forced my gaze away from Brogan, then turned and crawled toward the other end of the bed. As I did so, I heard and felt the mattress sink in from Brogan’s weight as he came up behind me.
“Lick his cock clean,” Brogan said to me as he pushed me forward.
Declan brought his to my mouth and thrust inside at the same moment Brogan thrust up into my pussy.
Both men were long and thick, but I could still tell the difference between them.
My body fought hard enough to adjust to Declan’s girth, and now I had Brogan to contend with.
He thrust up into me several times before pulling out and lining his cock up at my ass.
I continued to lick up and down Declan’s long length as Brogan slowly worked his way out of my pussy and into my back hole.
He took much more care with it than he had with my other holes, and I was appreciative of that, even as pain shot to the tip of my toes when he finally worked his entire length inside me.
Declan pulled out just as Brogan wrapped one hand around my neck and pulled me into a sitting position.
“Fuck,” I cried out at the change in angle of penetration.
“So damn good, sweetheart. Feel me, then feel Declan. Feel what is your destiny if you so choose to reach for it.”
His words made no sense, and I had no time to decipher them as he changed the angle once more as he moved me closer to the edge of the bed, then slipped his arms underneath each leg and held them wide open.
Once he did, Declan moved between them, and I heard the wet sounds of them kissing as the men devoured each other’s lips.
As they did, Declan lined himself back up at my pussy, then slammed into me, causing me to scream out.
Is it pain or pleasure? Or is it both?
Both men began to move, and I knew it was the latter. I threw one arm up over my head to wrap around Brogan’s neck while wrapping the other around Declan’s. The men stopped kissing one another, and as they started to move inside me, they turned their attention to me instead.
Warm lips, soothing tongues, and sharp teeth assaulted me from all angles, all while they drove inside me.
Sometimes, they would alternate until I had acclimated myself to them, then they’d thrust in at the same time, sending pain racing back through my entire frame.
On most days, I could barely survive one man, so I knew I’d never survive them both tonight.