23. Julian #3
“She’s close. Make her come on your cock.”
I angle deeper, making her whole body jerk. My thumb replaces his on her clit for a few strokes, rubbing while I keep thrusting. Her thighs start to tremble around my hips.
She breaks with a sharp cry, clenching hard around me, her whole body going tight and then loose as the orgasm rolls through her. I fuck her through it, slow and deep, until she’s trembling and oversensitive.
I’m dying to unload in her warm cunt, but she needs more. I look at Elliot over her body.
“Enough. I want in too. You need us both Lee. At the same time.”
“What? No. Ya’ll will break me in half—”
Elliot’s hand slides up to her throat. The pressure forces her jaw to lift. He leans in close, voice calm but fringed with a warning.
“If you talk back one more time, I’ll stuff my fingers in your mouth to keep you quiet. We’ll keep fucking you while you can’t say a word.”
The way her pussy clenches and gushes with fresh cum coating me tells me his threat hit between her legs right where he intended it to. Her breath catches, cheeks flushing darker.
Elliot smiles, slow and satisfied. “That’s what I thought.”
I press my lips to hers. My tongue slides in her mouth and twists. Warm tits press into me with her moan.
Behind her, Elliot slides his sweats down and pulls his shirt over his head. Without warning, he lifts her off my cock, completely breaking our kiss.
I lie back on the table and pull her on top of me again, at the same time Elliot moves in behind her. I stay buried deep while he works the head of his cock alongside mine, pushing in slow and steady.
The stretch makes her cry out. Her hands fly to my chest, nails digging in.
“Shhh,” I soothe, brushing her hair back.
The stretch is intense, and Ettie hisses at the pressure. She’s completely still, perfectly positioned for both of us.
“Fuck—you’re both—too big—” she pants, voice shaky.
My hand smooths her hair down against her head. Her eyes are squeezed closed, and I press a kiss on top of each of them. “I’m so proud of you, babydoll. Taking both of us so we can fill you with our seed.”
“Fuck that, she can swallow us in her cunt without whining. Be a good girl, Lee. Or I’ll remind you what happens when you aren’t.” Elliot groans as he sinks in the rest of the way, his cock rubbing tight against mine inside her. We’re both fully seated now, stretching her wide open around us.
Ettie cries out and tries to wiggle out of our hold, looking for relief.
“Goddamn,” he mutters, eyes locked where we’re joined. “Sucking in two cocks at once…”
He trails off, unable to take his eyes off her stretching around us.
I pull back first, then drive into her. Elliot matches my pace almost immediately. We settle into the same rhythm. Every thrust brings us together again as we move in perfect time. Our cocks rub against each other inside her tight channel with every stroke.
“You’re gonna be so fucking full of us, baby.” I growl and rub my thumb on the edge of her pussy that’s wrapped around both of us.
Elliot’s hand circles her neck tighter now. He uses his grip to hold her in place while he thrusts harder. “We’re gonna knock you up tonight. Fill this womb until it’s overflowing with both of our loads. You’re not leaving this table until we’ve bred you properly.”
Ettie moans loudly, head tipping back as her hands clutch at the table, knuckles white.
“It hurts so good,” she whines.
Elliot’s thrusts get rougher, his cock dragging against my length. I’m not going to last long with the pressure.
“Babydoll, tell us what you need.”
Her breath is ragged, and she looks between us with a mix of love and lust.
“Fill me up. Both of you. I want it—fuck—I want you to breed me.”
“Goddamn, I love when your pretty mouth says dirty words,” I tell her.
She comes with a cry. Her body tightens in waves, and she squeezes down so hard on us that I almost black out.
We lose the last thread of control. Our thrusts turn harder, deeper, perfectly synced as we fuck her together. The wet, filthy sound of both of us moving inside her fills the kitchen.
“I’m gonna come,” I grit out, staring down at her.
“Me too,” Elliot growls. “You feel so good, Lee.”
We slam in deep at the same time and come hard.
I pulse thick and hot inside her, flooding her with everything I have.
Elliot does the same right beside me, his cock throbbing against mine as he empties himself into her tight heat. We stay buried together, until our cum is leaking out around us in a messy rush, dripping down onto the table.
I brush damp hair off her forehead, still buried deep.
“You’re ours now,” I tell her quietly. “Every part of you.”
She lets out a shaky, breathless laugh, eyes half-lidded.
“Yeah,” she whispers. “I know. Love you.”
“Love you too,” Elliot says first and slips out of her.
I follow but shove as much cum back in her as I can.
“I love you, babydoll. I’m going to make sure you have the best life.”
She looks down at me and gives me a little smile.
I have a few more days before I leave her. I’m going to do my best to make sure she’s pregnant by then.