Chapter 25 #3
“I think I get it now,” Wyatt said, his voice muffled.
“What?” I squeaked. His tongue dipped inside me again, twirling in a circle. I bit my cheek so hard I tasted blood. “Fuck, Wyatt.”
“You make Rafe insane. He’s never been so impulsive. Fucking someone in my office? In the middle of the day?”
That was pretty impulsive. I only knew Rafe to be very intentional.
“H-he didn’t f-fuck me,” I whimpered.
“Okay, fine, he finger fucked you.” Wyatt huffed. “Did you enjoy it?”
Wyatt pushed two fingers inside me, curling them against the right spot to make me dizzy. My legs began to shake as he stroked that same spot over and over, like he was caressing me while making me lose my mind.
“You w-want me t-to apologize?” My voice wobbled as he licked me again.
“No,” he murmured. “I’m just saying I get it, now. You taste divine.”
I whimpered, dropping my forehead back to the desk. “Wyatt, please.”
“Please what?” he asked, his voice taunting.
“Please,” I begged again, not entirely sure what I was asking for. The steady pace of his fingers inside me was going to send me into a panic if I didn’t come soon.
He finally took pity on me, latching onto my clit and picking up the pace with his fingers inside me, overwhelming me in the best way.
I shattered, feeling like my body burst into flames with my orgasm, the sensation almost overwhelming.
Wyatt’s fingers continued fucking me through it, the force of his thrusts increasing as I clenched around him.
Finally, I settled, and he pulled out with an agonizing slowness. I’d just started to blink back into focus when the crystal pushed against me, and holy shit, it was cold.
I gasped as it actually went inside me. One inch, then another, then…I lost count. I was panting over the desk, maybe drooling a bit, too. I’d never felt so stretched in my life. I was full, but not in an unpleasant way.
“Look at that,” Wyatt said, chuckling as my hips shuddered, trying not to move against the crystal. “You’re greedier than I thought.”
Goosebumps covered my skin even as that comment pissed me off. Heat licked at my spine, and a bead of sweat trailed down my temple. Just when I’d thought it was in all the way, he’d push another inch or so, stretching me even further.
“Wyatt,” I croaked. “Fuck.”
“Wow, I’m surprised,” his tone was deeper, his voice almost purring like Rafe. “I wonder how much more you could fit.”
“Not much,” I squeaked, then moaned again, shuddering as he pushed the rock impossibly deeper. I’d never had something this big inside me. I kept trying to summon some feeling of shame or mortification…but it wasn’t happening. Especially not once he started to move it in and out.
Unfortunately, I was very into whatever the fuck this was. Even Wyatt’s taunts and shitty comments were turning me on. Before I realized, I was pushing back onto the crystal, panting and biting my lip to keep from moaning wildly. This felt…amazing.
Wyatt stopped suddenly, his hand on my hip keeping me from pushing back any further. I whined shamelessly, and he chuckled. Meanly.
“Ask nicely,” he said.
I blinked, then my lip began to curl into a snarl.
Wyatt pushed the crystal into me again, making me shudder.
“Ask,” he said, thrusting the rock deeper. “Nicely.”
I stared at a place on the carpet for a long time, breathing deeply as I tried to decide whether or not I wanted to do this.
Wyatt shifted the crystal inside me, and my legs shook.
“Fine,” I hissed. “Please.”
“Please what?”
The crystal shifted deeper again.
I barely held in a moan.
“Please…” My voice shook. “Fuck me…with this rock. Please.”
“Wow, two pleases?”
The ends of my hair lifted into the air, and Wyatt chuckled, sounding genuinely amused this time.
And then he began to move the rock again.
I moaned a little loudly before I bit my lip, pressing my forehead into the edge of the desk, my panting breaths loud against the wood.
“Yeah, this fits nicely,” Wyatt said, then leaned over my back, speaking in my ear so I could hear him over my panting. “You’ll be able to take me and Rafe together with no problem.”
I whimpered, my mind racing as I tried to decipher what the hell he was talking about. His words registered just as he began speaking again. “Oh, you like that?” I gasped as he pushed the crystal even deeper. “Of course you do. That’s all you dream about, isn’t it? You want all your holes filled.”
My second orgasm hit me like a freight train.
Wyatt’s free hand slammed over my mouth just in time to muffle the unholy scream that left my lips as I came so hard, I thought I might have blacked out for a second.
The mental image of both Rafe and Wyatt fucking me at the same time was too much.
Especially since I’d never, ever done any type of play involving my ass.
Wait.
My brain was slow to focus as I came down from my high, but…Wyatt…definitely only meant double penetration…not…double vaginal–
I shuddered violently as Wyatt pulled the crystal out of me, glad and somewhat…sad it was over. “Oh yeah. We’ll both fit in there,” he said, his voice husky.
Holy fuck.