Chapter 8
Chapter Eight
Taylor
He grabs my face like he has before, pinching my cheeks. “Tell me who you belong to, Kitten.”
“No,” I breathe out.
Dean just nods, and Johnny moves, carrying me back down the hallway until we enter the room I had woke up in. “Put her on the bed, head off the edge,” I hear Dean say.
“You shouldn’t have said that,” Johnny whispers.
“I can take whatever you two have planned. I’m not breakable.” I lift myself in his arms and press a quick kiss to his lips.
What I thought would have been a quick kiss, turns into him laying me out on the bed, and him climbing over me, kissing me harder, pressing me into the mattress.
He breaks the kiss, nudges me up the bed until my head falls off the other side, and I’m greeted with Dean’s dick, thick and hard. I knew he was packing a beast, but fuck, that’s a thick one.
“Open,” Dean commands, and I do it, just as the weight of Johnny disappears. I whine as Dean slides his dick into my mouth, missing the weight of Johnny. I really thought I’d have them both.
His dick hits the back of my throat and I almost gag, but quickly recover, relaxing my muscles and letting him push further in until I can’t breath at all, not even through my nose.
My thighs spread open, and I gasp as I feel the weight of Johnny reappear suddenly, thrusting into my pussy with his dick. Dean backs out of my mouth just enough for me to catch my breath before he starts fucking my mouth roughly, just as his brother fucks me.
Now, I’ve been with plenty of men, in various positions, with numerous partners at once.
However, there’s something different about the two of them.
They’re working together, thrusting back and forth in a timed fashion, rocking my body into each other, and hitting me at different angles so it’s more pleasurable.
Dean pulls out of my mouth and kneels down, “Tell me who you belong to.” He smacks my cheek, jarring me for a second.
“No,” I gasp, as Johnny hits me deep, nearly making me explode.
“Pull out,” Dean says, standing up. He leans over me as Johnny pulls out.
Dean’s fingers replace Johnny’s dick, and he moves them inside of me like no one ever has before, sending me straight for the edge.
I’m rocked over forcefully, as I scream out my orgasm, my entire body shaking as my vision turns a slight red.
“Fuck.” The wet sound gets louder as I cry out, and I look down to watch myself squirt all over the both of them, Dean running his fingers over my pussy vigorously, making a bigger mess as I lose control of my body. “Oh, God.”
“No, Kitten, it’s just us.” Dean kneels back down, shoving his fingers into my mouth so I can taste myself, as Johnny thrusts back into me again.
Dean removes his fingers from my throat, “I bet you can take us both.” He pulls his shirt off as I’m flipped over, now laying on top of Johnny, who’s completely naked.
Jesus, he’s far too fucking beautiful. He thrusts up into me as he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me down against him.
“No anal. That’s a hard stop for me,” I grunt out.
“We’ll work up to that,” I hear Dean say, as he climbs onto the bed. “Reach back and pull your ass open, Kitten, I want to watch you stretch open for us.”
I reach behind me, held in place by Johnny, and grab the backs of my thighs, at the bottom of my ass, and spread myself for him.
“So fucking beautiful,” he groans, as I feel the tip of his dick push into me.
“I won’t last long with how tight she is before you–” Johnny’s words are cut off as Dean pushes into me.
“I won’t, either,” Dean mumbles, thrusting into me, splitting me open in the most deliciously painful way.
They thrust into me, over and over, until I reach my next orgasm, and they both fall off the cliff with me, cumming deep inside of me until we’re just a laying heap of sweat and sex, barely breathing.
“You,” I mumble, half awake as my eyes close, my body fully satisfied. “I belong to you.” I’m pulled beneath the dark so fast that I don’t even bother letting them pull out of me before falling asleep.