Chapter 23 #3
Lazlo chuckles, then a lubed finger touches, circles, presses, and pops inside my asshole then out again. Another second and something is screwed into it…something big. As I feel it enter me, it too is switched on.
The vibrations are killing me, hyping me into near orgasmic space, amplifying that other magic buzz against my clit.
He starts to copy what Rafe is doing to my mouth and fucks me with them both.
Soon, I’m panting and curving my back, and spasming inside, my pussy clasping at the thing. Nearly there, nearly there. Oh god. Too enraptured to see anything but glimpses of the cock pumping at my mouth, I’m fully arched, bowed, mouth and ass filled when everything…
Stops.
Stops moving, stops buzzing.
I tremble and my arms threaten to give way.
Rafe, he just swears and drives into my mouth, deeper, choking me, holding my head and grunting as he comes partly down my throat then in my mouth as he almost pulls out.
Spluttering, I gasp as Lazlo starts his operation fuck-me-in-two holes again.
The buzz goes on and I absorb myself in all the feels, in the shaking of my legs, the sounds of it all, the tension twisting higher inside me.
The wet sounds come from back there, and there are noises I cannot help making.
Slowly, I collapse, little by little, lowering my head to the bed.
Come leaks from my mouth as I moan into the quilt, until Rafe pushes himself under me and starts to play with my breasts.
His tongue is the perfect addition as he engulfs my whole nipple and sucks, even as the vibes get spun up another power notch. I shudder and cry out, and my arms are wobbling.
Then… I’m thrown into oblivion. Breathless and overcome, I lean on my forearms with my head buried in the quilt so I don’t fall over. Rafe has slid away.
I sprawl, weak-limbed onto the bed, then cover my face with half my arm.
First Lazlo then Rafe crawls up beside me, while I’m panting at the bedding, a rumpled, mind-blown quivering mess. I stay where I am, unable to move.
Cradled in their arms and slowly kissed by first Lazlo then Rafe, I am content. Though I’ve come on me and in me, neither of them seem to care.
“A quick shower for everyone,” one of them says.
I nod and swallow, nuzzle someone’s hand as they play with my hair and kiss my back. “Mmm.”
“Then we get dressed and head for London.”
As I lie there, I’m struck by how my life has turned upside down in the last year.
From a future as, maybe, a lawyer, to a victim in the most horrendous sex crime and mass murder, and now to this.
I’m being nurtured by two bossy men and though I’m still unsure how good or bad they are, for they surely land somewhere in the middle, I am liking this a lot.
Liking. Yeah. I find a finger and nibble on the end, pretend to bite him.
I don’t care who it is as he simply ruffles my hair.
Rafe is thinking over my proposal.
They say they will protect me on this mad vigilante ride of ours.
Can they? Can they protect themselves even?
If they can’t, a bad future lies ahead and our promises won’t matter.
Even if they can, this might lead us to some sort of localized Armageddon.
I turn over on my back and admire them both. Armageddon on a mini scale? I was looking for blood until I chickened out. I think it’s back on the menu.
“Come on, you lazy girl.” Rafe and Lazlo haul me out of bed by my feet until I land on the rug and straighten up.
I point as if I’ve seen something new. “To the shower! First one in gets to decide on lunch?”
They laugh and look at each other, then Rafe pinches my butt.
“Ouch!” I rub it and move away, sidling toward the bathroom.
“Hell no. I decide my lunch.” Lazlo scoffs. “Get in there.”
I sway my hips on my walk to the shower. The cubicle might fit me and one man, but they seem content to do this one at a time.
As I’m opening the door, I lift the collar half an inch off my neck. “Shouldn’t this come off whenever I bathe?”
“Not today,” Rafe says. “It’ll survive.”
The little padlock clinks when I lower the collar.
Lazlo leans back into a vanity unit. “Also, when you get dressed, pick something like a skirt.”
“Why?” I halt. “I do have one other dress Rafe brought back.” It’s navy with a cute retro collar and white trim. “I’ll wear leggings too. Navy ones. It’s a bit cool today.”
“That’ll work. Has to be something like a skirt so this vibe I put in you doesn’t show.”
I flick him a scathing look.
“You’ll be wearing this all day, so I can play with you when I want to. This.” He has a pink curved object in his hand. He turns it on and it vibrates in his hand, though quietly.
“Oh my god. No.” That, while walking around London?
He waggles it. “Any more objections and I’ll stick a second one in your ass.”
“But,” I begin weakly, “how am I supposed to help with this investigation if you’re doing that to me.”
“She has a point there, Lazlo.”
“True. Though it won’t be on all the time.”
“Good enough. I’ll happily watch the results.”
Fuck. I slam the door shut, put my back to them, and turn on the water.