38. Veronica #2
I shake my head and giggle. “How about you both get to eat my pussy? I could go for two orgasms.” I shrug like it’s an everyday thing. It is.
Suddenly, the rest of their clothes are flying off, and they’re both jumping at me, fighting for who gets to do it first. Gabe manages to bump Noah out of the way and doesn’t waste time sealing his lips to my mound. He smacks my hand out of the way as my laugh quickly turns into a moan.
Noah chuckles and comes over to my side, sitting next to me. He cups the back of my head tenderly and brings me in for a kiss. “I don’t need your mouth unless it’s against mine.” He deepens the kiss, angling my head back and slowly pushing me down until I’m lying on the bed.
His hand leaves my head and trails down to my breast, circling my erect nipple, then pinching it with a small tug. “Noah…” I cry into his mouth as he pulls harder, twisting and turning.
His lips leave mine and come down to my other breast, sucking it into his mouth and nibbling on the skin around my peak, leaving love bites in his wake.
My mind quickly grows dizzy when Gabe laps up at my pussy, then slides two fingers in.
He quickly replaces them with three and pumps in and out while flicking my clit with the tip of his tongue.
“Oh God, Gabriel…” My hips begin to buck along with him.
One hand comes down to fist his hair as my other goes to Noah’s head.
This ever-real feeling blooms in my body, my core tingling and burning with each wet kiss, each suck, each bite, and lick.
Within minutes I’m squirming, wiggling in every which way, crying out as the sensation consumes me and I tip over the edge.
But they don’t give my orgasm time to dwell, within seconds both men rip themselves off me and switch places. Gabe capturing my breasts into his mouth and hands, while Noah flicks at my overly sensitive flesh.
He laps up my wetness, poking his tongue into my contracting pussy, then back up to my clit, where he sucks it into his mouth as I continue to throb and squirm against him.
One of his arms loops around my leg and settles over the bottom of my stomach, where he presses down to keep me in place as he pushes four fingers into me.
“Oh shit!” I cry out, arching my back off the bed and forcing my breast even more into Gabe’s mouth, who happily accepts it.
It takes all of three pumps and a bite to my clit for me to detonate once more on a scream.
“FUCK!!!” I feel myself spilling over, the sheets becoming wet beneath me, and my thighs feeling slicker by the second.
When I finally come to, I’m gasping desperately for air, my arms thrown above my head and completely limp.
Gabe pulls away from my bruised breasts with a huge grin on his face as he looks down between my legs.
Noah lifts his head, beard and chin dripping with my wetness, and a cocky smirk playing on his lips.
“Now that’s what I call coming on someone’s face.” Gabe chuckles. “That was fucking hot, baby. Even I got little splashes from how hard you squirted. Fuck, I want to make that happen again.”
I shake my head. “No, I need you inside of me. Now.” I reach out, placing my hand at his nape, and pulling him down to me as I take his lips. “Please.”
“Anything you want, Kitten.” Noah climbs up the mattress beside me, lying on his back as Gabe lifts me off the bed and flips me over Noah, putting us chest to chest.
One hand comes into my hair, while the other holds my hip. I grind down on him, fusing my lips to his, tongues dancing as we moan together. Suddenly, hands push against the back of my thighs, placing my knees higher up against Noah’s sides.
Gabe lifts my ass a little higher, and then I feel Noah’s cock at my entrance as he pushes me back down onto it. I moan as Noah groans with displeasure. “Hey! Don’t get mad at me for helping out; you were taking too long, and I want in.”
I giggle, pulling my mouth away from a frowning Noah. “What’s wrong, Casanova? Don’t enjoy another man’s hand on your dick?”
“I never enjoy having a rough male hand grabbing my cock unless it’s my own.”
I move up and down his length a few times. “There, is that better?” I say breathlessly as my clit rubs against his pubic bone.
“So much fucking better.” He bites my bottom lip, pulling it out slightly, then flicks my septum piercing with the tip of his tongue.
Gabe settles in behind me with a bottle of lube in hand, while Noah’s legs rest between our spread ones. “Noh, hold on to her while I try to ease in. Baby, I’m going to need you to stay still and focus on breathing, okay? It’s going to hurt, but I promise it will feel good after.”
“Okay.” I nod while Noah wraps one arm around my back, securing me into place as I rest on my forearms on either side of his head.
Gabe squirts some lube in his hand and rubs it over his length, then drops it down beside him and places a hand at the base of my back. Seconds later, I feel something trying to squeeze in beside Noah’s cock.
With a little stretching and deep breathing, it slips in. “That wasn’t that bad,” I say with a sigh.
Gabe chuckles. “That was only my finger, baby.”
“Oh God…”
“We don’t literally want to hurt you, Vixen. So, we’re stretching you out as much as possible first.” He leans in and kisses my back, then slips his finger back out, pushing two in instead.
“Ahh…” I suck in air and let out a shaky breath.
“Shh… it’s okay, Kitten. You’re okay.” Noah’s free hand caresses my hair as he kisses my cheek. He pumps his hips barely a fraction, but enough for me to feel it, just as Gabe pulls his fingers back and slides them back in.
“Oh, fuck!” I drop my head against Noah’s shoulder, feeling his rapid heartbeat against me.
“She’s as ready as I’ll get her,” Gabe tells Noah while removing his fingers. I hear the cap of the lube being popped open, more squirting, some leaking along my folds, then closing again. He replaces his hand on my back, shifting on the bed until I can sense him closer. “Ready, baby?”
When I don’t answer, Noah cups my cheek. “We don’t have to do this if you changed your mind, it’s okay.”
“No… I’m okay.” I take a deep breath, then let it out slowly. “I’m ready.”
“Such a good girl. God, she’s perfect.” Gabe kisses my back then nudges at my entrance, and I can immediately tell that isn’t his finger. With a bit of pressure, he slips in, just the head, and holy fuck, it feels like I’m about to rip in half.
“OH FUCK! Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck!” I squeeze my eyes shut and bury my head into Noah’s neck, holding my breath and praying for the pain to fade.
I hear Gabe make a choking sound behind me like he’s in pain. “Baby, I need you to relax,” he growls out. “Holy shit, I swear she’s cutting circulation to my dick.” His hand fists at my back as he growls again.
Noah’s hand rubs along the top of my spine, up and down as he tries to soothe me. “Breathe, Kitten. You need to breathe, or else the pain won’t go away. Concentrate on my voice, okay?” His whispered words flow through my ear.
I nod, taking deep breaths as tears well behind my eyelids. “That’s it, my love. You’re doing so well. We’re so proud of you. So, so proud.”
Finally, I feel my body relax a bit, and Gabe breathes out in relief. “I’m going to push a little more in now.”
“Okay…” My voice comes out wobbly.
I’m starting to doubt myself, doubt that I can do this. I researched it, I know it’s possible, and some women do it. But fuck, I was not prepared for that kind of pain. Is this what labor feels like?
He squirts more lube on us and pushes in an inch more. “OW!!” I clamp down on Noah’s shoulder, teeth digging into his flesh as I cry out. My body goes tense once more as I begin to shake violently.
Noah hisses and curses but doesn’t push me away. Instead, his hold on me tightens to the point where I feel like I’m suffocating. Even Gabe now holds my hips, trying to stop me from shaking so much.
“Breathe, baby. You need to breathe. It’ll get better once you do, I promise,” Gabe says, trying to calm me down, but it’s too much. Their voices are distant in my mind now, and all I can feel is this blinding pain coursing through my body.
“Kitten.” Noah tries to gain my attention, but I can’t focus on anything but the pain.
“Kitten, listen to me,” he says a bit louder while gliding his fingers through my hair, but again, not getting a response from me.
“Veronica!” He fists my hair and yanks on it, hard enough for my teeth to unlatch from his skin as I whimper, his stern voice finally filtering through.
He releases my back and hair and grabs my face between his hands as tears track down my face on their own. “It hurts so much…” I sob, unable to stop myself from trembling.
“I know, love. But we’re past the worst, and you did beautifully. You’re so strong, Kitten. Just breathe with me.” He wipes away my tears. “In… out… in… out…” I instantly feel myself relax, slowly the pain fading away, turning into a dull but bearable sting. “How do you feel now?”
“Better…” I sniff. I hate that I’m crying, but it’s like my body is reacting on its own.
“You’re beyond incredible, Veronica.” He kisses my lips tenderly. “You’re doing such a good job.”
“I don’t know if I can…” I admit in a broken voice, feeling like I’ve failed them.
“That’s okay, Kitten. We can stop if you want.
We told you we would if it were too much.
You’ve already done a lot, and we completely understand if this is too much.
We would never want to force you into something you didn’t want.
” He kisses me again. “We love you, Veronica. We only want to make you happy.”
“But I want to make you happy too…”
“You already do, baby. You make us happy every single day, just by being here, with us.” Gabe leans in to kiss my back once more. “By being ours.”
“Do you want to stop, Kitten?”
“I…” I chew on my lip, their words hitting me deep inside my heart and soul.