Our sensual kiss turns into bruising passion as I approach the edge once again. The endless sensations overwhelming my body has bliss threatening to consume me. Klaus rips his lips from mine and growls out, “Don’t you dare come.”
I let out a tortured whine, but try to concentrate on his command. It’s a huge feat since the burning desire he’s created refuses to be held back. His cock sliding in and out of me hits all the right pressure points... Fuck, don’t think about that! My hands leave my nipples and grip his forearms instead. “Did I say to stop playing with your nipples?” he asks, and his harsh voice startles me enough to back off the edge. But only by half a step.
“Please, Klaus. I-I can’t,” I beg as my body tenses up in expectation of euphoria just around the corner. His teeth dig into my shoulder, the pain sharp and shocking. I squeeze his forearms in an effort to hold my orgasm back. All of a sudden, he stops both his thrusting and the water playing with my clit.
I’m left with just the ache of his teeth imprints in my shoulder and the pounding of my heartbeat in my pussy. My head lolls on his shoulder as I pant, trying to catch my breath. Slowly, my body recedes from the edge again, and Klaus begins the whole cycle again. I lose count of how many times he brings me to the brink of ecstasy before ripping it away. All I know is, I’m a burning, begging, writhing mess by the time Marcus enters the arboretum with William in tow.
A sound escapes me, a mix between a sob and a moan when Klaus ends his ministrations for the umpteenth time. “Shh,” he hushes into my ear.
As the twins approach us, I try to get my body under control once again. They appear from behind a copse of trees. Marcus is carrying a plate in his hand and seems too distracted to notice anything amiss. William, on the other hand, smirks instantly when we come into view.
My legs instinctively try to close, but Klaus’ strong hands continue to hold them open.“Be a good girl and keep your legs where I put them, or you won’t like your punishment,”Klaus rumbles through our connection. I swallow trying to dislodge the nerves sprung to life by my vulnerability. I relax my legs and his hands ease up the pressure he used to keep them spread.
“Okay, baby. You want to try cheesecake, I’ve got cheesecake for you. No more mouth orgasms from someone else’s cooking!” Marcus says with a stern glare as he holds the plate toward me. I reach to grab it with shaky hands, but William scoops it up before I can.
“How about we get in to relax with them, then watch her reaction,” William suggests. Although I get the feeling there’s a double meaning to his words.
Marcus frowns in thought for a moment, not liking the idea of delaying his food tasting. After a moment, he nods his agreement. William’s smirk grows as he sets my cheesecake on the nearby bench and they strip off their clothes.
Their matching muscles come into view and I have to forcefully swallow before I end up drooling on myself. My gaze traces over each ripple of their abs as they come into view. At the same time, Klaus trails his fingers from my knees, up my thighs, to trace patterns into my skin right next to my apex. As they take off their pants, my pussy clenches, seeing them bend over and I trace their firm asses through their boxers.
My twins climb into the hot tub having stripped down to just their underwear. The water level rises and laps at my neck. A thrill rushes through me right under my skin, an anticipation building with the knowledge of where things could be going.
Once more, Marcus picks up the plate with the cheesecake he made me. At the same time, Klaus traces his fingers along my opening where he enters me. My over-sensitive pussy feels every pressure of his touch in a heightened thrill. His fingertips dance along the area where we’re connected as he traces around his cock a few times.
Marcus stands and strides toward us, as Klaus reaches my clit. Pleasure immediately zings throughout my body, ricocheting from point to point. I’m instantly at the edge once more. My hand instinctively grabs his wrist, and I try to pull him away from touching me there. I can’t handle any more stimulation right now. There’s too much going on for me to concentrate on holding back, and I’ve been kept on the edge for too long to be able to resist coming within seconds.
His hand doesn’t move a millimeter when I try to pull his touch away. “Stop,” I hiss to him, a new desperation overcoming me. My muscles are tightening around him, and I dig my nails into his arm as I try to breathe through the mounting pleasure and hold my orgasm at bay.
“Stop?” Marcus questions, his head cocking to the side in puzzlement. Behind him, I spot William smirking with joy sparkling in his eyes. Somehow, he knows what’s happening right now. And that asshole is enjoying every second of it.
“Don’t give away our game, Sunshine. I’m not ready to stop playing yet,”Klaus half commands and half teases in my mind.
I clear my throat before saying, “N-not you. Klaus was tickling my foot.” Marcus rolls his eyes before moving toward me again.
“I’m too close, Klaus. Please. I-I can’t hold it back,”I plead with the man intent on using me as his plaything.
He kisses right below my ear before saying,“No need to hold back any longer. Come for me, love.”I let out a barely audible whimper and feel his responding grin.“You’re the only one standing in the way of your pleasure now. You can try to hold it back, but I’ll have your pussy milking my cock any minute now.”
Fuck, fuck, fuck. My entire body tenses as I try to fight its response to his dirty talk. I know I’m fighting a losing battle. Especially since his fingers keep a lazy rhythm of rubbing at my clit.
Marcus comes to a stop in front of us. He’s so close he’s standing between our legs. Instead of handing me the plate, like he was going to before, he picks up the fork and brings a bite of the brown cheesecake to my lips. The smell of chocolate momentarily distracts me from my fluttering pussy.Fuck, I love chocolate.
He gets down on his knees so he’s right before me, and gives me a smoldering grin. His gaze locks on mine, and as the fork nears, I slowly open my mouth. The creamy, chocolate cheesecake hits my tongue and a burst of flavor explodes. I let out a moan and close my eyes, savoring the taste.“Keep your eyes on Marcus, Princess,”Klaus commands me.
My eyes open to follow his instructions without me even thinking about it. Marcus appears to be getting the exact reaction he was waiting for, joy lighting up all of his features. At the same time, Klaus’ fingers pinch my clit and his hips rotate, causing his cock to slide into me. The combined pain and pleasure send me hurtling over the edge and my orgasm comes crashing around me.
It’s an all-consuming experience, and as I maintain eye contact with Marcus, I can’t help but reach out and hold on to him as my body is wracked with uncontrollable convulsions of my pleasure. His eyes go wide with surprise as he realizes what’s happening. Quickly, he places the plate to the side and holds onto me as I moan and scream as my body is held hostage to the pleasure Klaus induced. My legs try to slam closed, but Klaus already thought of the possibility, and holds them in place with magic. Instead, I dig my nails into Marcus’ shoulders and lean my head against his chest as my back bows and shudders rush through my body.
My voice becomes hoarse from the screaming, and Marcus catches my face between his hands and gives me a toe-curling kiss that prolongs my orgasm even further. His tongue sweeps inside my mouth and caresses mine with the sweetest, heart-melting passion a girl could ask for from her mate. I cling to him, my hand threading through his hair, as my body subsides from the convulsions that gripped me so tightly. It felt like I was having multiple orgasms all at once, then they were rolled into a new one before the first could finish.
Klaus runs a soothing hand over my spine. He finally stopped playing with my clit when I was fully in the throes of my passion, but now he slowly slides in and out of me, causing me to let out a whimper. “Good girl,” he whispers to me.
Marcus pulls away with another puzzled expression. This time it’s directed at Klaus. His furrowed brow clearly says he thinks that was an odd thing for Klaus to say. He shakes his head and devotes his attention to me. “I know I said my cooking is the only one allowed to give you a mouthgasm, but that was way more than I expected, baby.” A look of pride shines from his eyes.
“Nah. That wasn’t from your cooking, bro,” Klaus corrects him.
I slightly pull away from Marcus and my hard nipples brush against his chest. A sigh mixed with a moan escapes me. It’s a sound born from exhaustion and pleasure from his chest rubbing against my sensitive buds.
