33. Darcy #2
I feel my nerves gathering low in my belly just as Tyler slips two fingers inside me, working me open without breaking rhythm. The sensation makes me take Mack even deeper.
He drags in a sharp breath, his grip tightening as his hips press forward.
“Fuck. I wanna feel the back of your throat.”
I give it to him.
His hand fists harder in my hair while Tyler curls his fingers inside me, causing every muscle to tremble around them. The sounds coming out of me stop sounding human somewhere around the point Tyler starts fucking me harder with his tongue.
“Tyler—”
My voice breaks around Mack’s cock.
“That’s it, baby. You like when my brother eats your pussy?”
I nod.
“That’s our good girl. Now keep taking this cock down your throat.”
I do as he asks, taking him as deep as I can until his head tips back and I can feel my own orgasm gathering alongside his.
Tyler sucks harder on my clit, pushing me over the edge before I’m ready for it.
The orgasm tears through me so suddenly I almost collapse onto the mattress, thighs shaking violently as I clench around his fingers.
I break away from Mack just long enough for a string of wrecked mewls to spill free, Tyler never letting up.
“Oh my god…fuck…”
“Atta girl. Come on my face,” Tyler groans against me.
I’m still shuddering when Tyler rises behind me again, one hand anchoring my hip as he lines himself up and eases into me with two deep thrusts.
The sound that comes out of me is humiliating.
I start to turn toward him, but Mack’s grip in my hair stops me before I get very far.
“Eyes over here,” he says. “You look at me when you’re coming on my brother’s cock.”
Oh my god.
I stare at him, breathless.
Tyler chuckles behind me before he kisses my shoulder.
“That’s right, Trouble. We’re not done with you yet.”
Then he starts moving.
Every thrust sends another shock through me until my arms threaten to give out beneath me, Tyler driving into me from behind while Mack slides his cock back between my lips and watches my face the entire time.
“You’re gonna make me explode,” Mack rasps. “You gonna be a good girl and swallow all my cum?”
“Mhmm,” I moan around him.
God, yes. I want every part of them in me, on me, like a brand.
He fucks my face while Tyler snaps his hips harder behind me, and I can feel the second orgasm building almost immediately, tighter and sharper this time, my whole body pulling inward around Tyler every time he thrusts.
Mack growls when I take him to the back of my throat again, and then he’s coming hard into my mouth with a string of curses, his hips jerking while I swallow around him exactly like he wanted.
“Fuck, Darcy…”
I lick my lips slowly when he pulls free and the look on his face nearly finishes me right then and there.
Tyler’s pace turns fervid behind me, hands locking onto my hips while he drives into me harder, deeper. I clutch at the sheets beneath me, barely keeping myself upright while my body tightens helplessly around him.
“You look so pretty like this,” Mack says, licking his lower lip. “It’s like you were made for us.”
He bends down and captures my mouth, the kiss hungry and possessive enough to make my head spin while Tyler keeps hammering into me from behind. Mack’s hand slips between my thighs, thumb circling my clit with devastating precision.
My entire body lights up.
“Mack…Ty…”
“I know, baby.”
“Gimme one more, Trouble.”
It feels like my entire soul leaves my body.
Has sex always felt this good, or have I just been doing it wrong until now?
Tyler somehow finds another gear while Mack’s thumb presses exactly where I need it and the release tears through me so hard the edges of my vision flash white.
I cry out against Mack’s lips while Tyler follows a heartbeat later with a groan, both hands cinching around my hips hard enough to leave a mark while he comes apart behind me.
We stay tangled together for a moment, Tyler still half-collapsed against my back with his forehead resting against my shoulder while Mack brushes his lips against my temple.
“Christ,” Tyler mutters against the back of my neck eventually.
“Mm,” I manage.
That’s about all I’ve got.
I can still feel Tyler inside me, warm and pulsing every time he exhales against my skin. My entire body feels oversensitized in the aftermath, every place they touched me still carrying the memory of their hands.
Mack finally eases back enough to rest his forehead against mine, his hand still tangled at the base of my neck while he looks at me through the dark like he’s trying to memorize something.
Tyler eventually pulls out almost reluctantly before dropping onto the mattress beside me. I start to tip forward with him, but Mack catches me before I get very far, one arm circling my waist and drawing me back against his chest.
We lie in comfortable silence for a while after that.
The room settles around us, only a thin wash of streetlight slipping through the curtains. It’s enough to pick out the shape of Tyler sprawled across the sheets beside us and the slow rise and fall of Mack’s chest where I’m tucked against him.
I can feel all three of our heartbeats working to find the same rhythm again.
At some point Tyler reaches for me again without ever opening his eyes, one arm hooking around my shoulder and dragging me across the bed until I end up tucked between them both under the covers.
Mack shifts with me automatically, his warm chest against my back while Tyler drapes one of my legs over his.
I stare at the ceiling for a while, listening to their breathing even out around me while my thoughts scramble to catch up with the rest of me.
When I lean back slightly, Mack’s arm firms around my waist before relaxing again, thumb dragging once over bare skin underneath the sheet. Tyler makes a low sound against my other shoulder as he inches a fraction closer toward me.
It feels terrifyingly easy to stay exactly where I am.
Mack hums something I can’t make out before pressing a sleepy kiss against the back of my shoulder and going still again.
I close my eyes, but the same thought keeps finding me anyway, returning every few seconds like touching a bruise.
I don’t want this to stop.
And lying here between them while they hold me in their sleep, I can finally feel the part of me that’s been waiting for this to disappear to start to loosen its grip.