“Fuck, she’s so wet,” Dean says as he pushes deeper. “And tight. God, she’s tight.”
Mason starts to rub my clit, and I moan. He steps back and sits on the bed as Dean bends me over so that my hands are on the bed to the sides of Mason. “Not so bratty when you want to come. Isn’t that right, baby?” Mason murmurs in my ear as he continues to tease me. Dean adds a third finger, and my legs start to shake.
“That’s it, Demon. Come for us,” Dean encourages.
“Fuck, don’t stop,” I whimper. “God, please. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come.”
“There ya go. Good girl,” Mason says softly. When he roughly pinches my clit, an orgasm suddenly washes over me, and he swallows my screams with a kiss.
When the feeling fades, Dean stands me up and pulls me back some so Mason can stand and cup my chin. “No teasing. No games. Okay? We are going to fuck you, but we will ease you into it. Okay?”
“Okay,” I smile. “We as in?”
“Just Dean and I,” he says as he pulls his shirt off.
“Trust me when I tell you that you want Lance to wait,” Dean says and kisses my shoulder. “Ready?”
“Yes,” I breathe.
Mason sits back on the bed and offers me his hands. When I give him mine, he pulls me closer before grabbing the backs of my thighs and lifting me into his lap to straddle him. “When you’re ready,” he says with the head of his cock pressed against me.
I lower myself, and my breath immediately catches when his cock stretches me beyond anything I expected. “Fuck, Sadie,” Mason groans.
“Oh, dear God. You’re so big,” I pant. He grabs my hips and surges his cock into me, making me yell out. I bring my forehead down to his chest when I fall into whimpers.
“Good girl, Sadie. Fuck, you take me so well. Look at you sitting on my cock, baby,” he says softly. Mason lies back, bringing me down with him, and keeps a hold of my ass. I know what he’s about to do, and I’m so fucking ready for it. I bury my face in his chest as he starts to fuck me hard and fast from below. Every time he thrusts into me, he bottoms out, and I whimper. He does this over and over with no mercy to my cervix.
“You’re fucking gripping me, baby. Are you going to come on my cock, my sweet little demon? Are you going to scream for me?” he asks.
“Fuck, Mason. Please, harder. I need more,” I moan. “God, please fuck me harder.” He starts to slam into me harder and faster. I match the sway of my hips to his and help force himdeeper. The moans that come out of this man are absolutely incredible.
“Ohhh. Fuck. Sadie,” he groans.
He slows down a bit, but it’s the pop of a cap that snaps me back into reality. “Shit. This is how I die,” I grumble.
“Fingers first, baby girl,” he says as he pushes two slick fingers in my ass, making my spine snap straight and a slightly pained whimper escape. As he works in and out of me, Mason resumes his slow-paced thrusts.
“Oh, my God,” I groan. “Please, don’t stop.”
“You ready, Sadie?” Dean asks as he pulls his fingers out of me.
“No,” I whine. I feel his cock press against my ass, and panic floods me. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Wait. Just wait.”
“Talk to us, Sadie,” he says as he eases just the tip in before pulling back.
“It’s gonna hurt,” I whimper.
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” I choke out when he pushes the tip back into me. He’s just as fucking massive.
“I won’t hurt you, baby. I promise,” he says, and I nod.
Dean pulls me up to my knees and keeps his hands on my waist as Mason starts to tease my clit. I instantly relax my muscles, and Dean pushes deeper. With each stroke, he kisses my neck.
“Look at you, Sadie. Look at how well you take us,” Dean praises.
“Fuck. Please, just fuck me. Please,” I moan.
