“You’re a naughty little liar,” he says, his mouth peppering kisses over my bare flesh and eliciting moans of pleasure from me. “Maybe we should stop,” he says.
He and Noah pause, causing me to whimper, and I move against them.
“Hmm, maybe we should let you do all the work, fuck us until you come around our cocks,” Noah says.
Caleb’s hand slides up and down my spine.“Now that sounds like a great idea,” he replies.
“Do you think it would take her long to get herself off?” Noah asks, looking over my shoulder.
God, the way these men are both discussing me like I’m not currently impaled on their cocks only turns me on even more. How the fuck they do it, I have no idea.
“No, not long at all if the way she’s currently strangling our cocks is anything to go by,” Caleb replies.
It spurs me on as I slowly move. They’ve both relinquished control, allowing me to take what I need, and it has me moving with abandon.
They coax me with words of praise as their hands continue to roam over my body.
I feel a tug on the chain attached to the nipple clamps, which intensifies the sensations in my nipples.
Moaning, I arch my back, causing my guys to hit into me deeper.
“Oh, fuck.”
I’m a panting mess now, anticipating what’s coming next, but having no idea when it will come. These men know my body better than I do when it comes to pulling pleasure from me, even when I’m the one moving against their cocks.
Tears of pleasure coat my cheeks, so overwhelming.
Lips caress my skin, only amplifying my already frayed nerves, and I feel it in my very being.
“So close, fuck, so close.” My voice cracks on the final word. An unintelligible sob escapes me as I bear down—a deep pull I know all too well. It’s the sensation that comes when I’m about to lose myself completely.
I’m a whimpering mess, the deep pull in my lower abdomen is almost unbearable. And then they thrust at the exact same moment the nipple clamps are released, and I cry out in rapturous bliss as I come—hard—drenching them in my release.
And then I’m at their mercy as they let go, fucking me hard and taking what they need.
We’re a symphony of grunts, groans, and whimpers. I’m so over-sensitive that I’m barely hanging on. I need them to come.
“It’s too much,” I say on a soft sob.
“Shhh, sweet girl, you’re doing amazing,” Noah says. “Now come for us.”
That’s all it takes for me to detonate, my orgasm so powerful I actually black out. When I come to, it’s to the sound of them simultaneously coming, both filling me with their cum.
I feel like I’m floating as I try to come back to myself. Caleb’s voice bringing me to the present.
“I would love to see one of us fuck a baby into you. You take our cum so fucking well,” he says, his voice thick with desire.
His words hit the mark because, with Noah’s diagnosis, the reminder of how unpredictable and precious life can be and the thought of giving them a baby is something I’d very much love to do.
“Breathe,” Caleb says, but it doesn’t stop me from hissing as they both slip out of me.
Caleb is holding me up against his sweaty chest.
I can feel their cum spilling out of me.
“Fuck, that was hot. You never cease to amaze me,” Caleb says as he catches my jaw and pulls me in for a kiss.
When he draws back, Noah grips the back of my neck and pulls my face down to his, to claim me in the same fashion.
