“Fast or slow? Hard or soft. Tell him what you want, little one. He wants you to come, and so do I.”
She gasped, shuddered, and tried to form words. “Harder. More. Please. More.”
Xaber growled, the vibration making everything more intense. He was relentless, licking and sucking her clit over andover again. She shook with need, words forgotten as pleasure pooled, and her orgasm began to build.
When she was near the edge of her control, he drove her over it. He curled his fingers, touching a spot inside her she hadn’t known existed, as he pressed down on her clit with his tongue.
Tish came apart, her senses soaring as her orgasm hit her like a comet strike of ecstasy.
“Come back to us, temptress. We’re not done with you yet,” Mace said, his voice low and rough.
Tish opened her eyes. Xaber was still between her legs, his gaze on her, and a smug smile on his glistening lips.
“You arefraxxingperfect. And you taste…” He licked his lips. “Delicious.”
“My turn.” Mace pointed to Xaber, his tone suddenly crackling with authority. “Xaber. Kneel. There. Tish, I want you to roll onto your side so you can suck Xay’s cock while I fuck you from behind. Say yes if that’s what you want.”
She nodded, her mouth suddenly dry. This was better than her late-night fantasies. She had all their attention, and it was addicting.
“Good girl. Up you get.”
They helped her up and then guided her into the position they wanted. She moved where they told her and discovered a new kind of freedom in the act of obedience. She trusted them, and they rewarded her with pleasure.
Mace settled his big body behind her, his cock like a bar of steel where it pressed against the seam of her ass. He nuzzled her neck and then drew her earlobe into his mouth. She moaned at the erotic contact, and Xaber took that moment to lift her upper leg so it was draped over Mace’s thigh.
“I’ve wanted to feel your naked body next to me since we first met,” Mace whispered. “You’ve been in every dream. Every fantasy. I want to feel you come around my dick. Then we’regoing to trade places and do it again. You’re not going to sleep much tonight, little temptress. There are so many things we want to do to you. And you’re going to like them all.”
“I believe you,” she said.
“Then let’s get started.”
Xaber kneeled in front of her, his cock so close she could see the drop of pre-cum already forming on the head. They’d grabbed several pillows and used them to prop up her upper body so she could take him into her mouth without it being uncomfortable.
She reached for him, wrapping her fingers around his shaft. Xaber’s cock twitched between her fingers, and he let his head fall back with a low groan of pure need.
She moved closer, letting her lips brush over the thick head of his cock.
Then Mace moved, his thick fingers guiding his cock into position. He stroked her clit once. Twice. And then he seated himself at her entrance.
“You’re ours now,” he whispered as he pushed himself inside.
Her body sang with pleasure as he moved, letting her adjust to his thick girth.
She opened her mouth and took Xaber inside before uttering a moan she knew he’d feel.
Mace began a slow, steady rhythm, his thrusts light for now, but she could already feel his body tensing, fighting a need to fuck her harder.
She wanted that too, but not yet. She wanted this moment to last.
Xaber stroked her hair, steadying her without dominating. She hummed softly and took him deeper, letting her tongue swirl up and down his shaft as she learned what he liked.
“Perfect. Yes.Fraxx. Yes. Just like that,” he encouraged her, rocking his hips just a little.
Mace reached over her, his fingers brushing the seam of her pussy. “Is her mouth as hot as her pussy?” he asked Xaber.
“Yes,” Xaber hissed.
“So fraxxing good. You feel incredible, Tix.” He thrust harder, stretching her to the point of pain without going over. His fingers slipped inside to find her clit. As he stroked her in time to his thrusts, she cried out and nearly came again.
