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“It’s time for you to know how it feels receiving instead of just having your mouth used as punishment.”
“I don’t need to know,” he said uncertainly, but his gaze was on my lips, and their proximity to the head of his cock.
He’d never had sex with a woman before, never gotten head before, and knowing Bron, I highly doubted he’d let him top before. It was a waste of such a big, beautiful cock.
“Your hand feels so different from mine,” Ilya said with quiet amazement.
God, he’d never even given the poor guy a reach-around? The man was a damned monster.
I moved closer, and Bron took Ilya’s hand and moved it to my hair. “Now grip her hair close to the scalp,” he whispered, his voice like warm honey, making me shiver. “Do it how you like it.”
Ilya’s gaze was molten, and he slid his fingers through my hair, then took a firm grip of it.
“Tell her what you want.”
“Touch your tongue to me,” he whispered. A bead of precum formed. Through his grip on my hair, I could feel him trembling with excitement. “Please.”
Being his first was a lot of pressure. I tried to remember what it was like being a beginner, but I’d skipped a lot of steps, and had never really had the chance to experiment.
Gently, I licked the very tip of his cock, barely enough to taste him on my tongue.
He drew a strangled breath, then exhaled a plaintive, needy whine.
I kissed the tip, running my tongue along the slit, cleaning the drop from his skin entirely, but there was more where that had come from. How were the most basic vanilla things so hot with him? Probably his reactions. Most men prided themselves on being stoic and not letting on when they were enjoying something, but apparently Ilya had missed the memo. I opened my mouth and leaned forward, taking the tip of his cock into my mouth and sucking, swirling my tongue around the thick head.
He gasped, and the sound of his pleasure jolted straight through me to my already throbbing pussy.
“Don’t you fucking come, boy,” Bron grumbled. “You come too soon, and we will mock you.”
His cock twitched so hard in my mouth I thought for sure it was too late, but he managed not to come. He whimpered as though we were torturing him.
Bron stripped off Ilya’s T-shirt, and then his own, leaving an entire mountain of well-muscled flesh towering above me.
“Control her with your grip on her hair, the way I do with you. When you need her to stop, make her stop.”
“Does it always feel so good?”
“Yes, but you get used to it, so it’s not so…shocking.”
“I thought it was just a punishment for me, but you…”
“You were a very eager pupil, Ilyusha. I doubt anyone else will ever satisfy me as well.” His hand closed more tightly around Ilya’s, and he pulled me toward them while pushing Ilya’s hips closer to me with his own. I did my best to accommodate his girth, and his length, but Bron insisted on pushing him deep into my mouth and holding him there. Ilya gasped, his hand convulsing on my hair. I tried to hold my breath, but eventually gagged and tried to retreat. They allowed it, and I gasped for air and tried to wipe at my eyes.
“God, she’s beautiful.”
”Isn’t she? We chose the most beautiful one, and they were all beauties.”
”Using her this way is so crude. It feels wrong.”
“And does it make you feel guilty?”
“Yes.”
“And?”
“It makes my dick hard.”
“Good. Use her mouth. Show her how to please you.”
“Can I sit down? My legs are shaking.”
“No. You need to learn how to stand over her—to show her how much bigger you are and make her feel small.”
Ilya groaned but pulled me closer on his own this time, pushing the head of his cock between my lips. “Suck me with that pretty mouth, Delilah.”
The sound of his low, rough voice saying my name made me shudder. My eyelids fluttered as I took him deeper into my mouth, sucking, licking, showing him what I could do to give him pleasure. Moments later, he pulled out of my mouth and held me away from him as he gasped for breath.
“I swear she’s going to suck out my soul.”
“Do you care?”
“I’m trying to make it last.”
“Ignore what I said before. Everyone finishes too soon the first few times. You last longer when you get used to it.”
“How could a man ever get used to this?”
He watched in fascination as I stuck out my tongue and tried to reach him, his cock bobbing impatiently.
“Witch,” he growled, tightening his grip on my hair. “Your evil mouth makes me ache.”
There was power in the feeling of him being so close to the edge. Had any man ever wanted me so badly before? Maybe it was only because I was his first woman, but damn, it was the hottest thing.
His wild eyes said he was struggling even though we’d paused.
I squirmed where he held me, still trying to get to him while he held me away. Slowly, he pulled me closer. When I reached for him, he gave my head a gentle shake.
“No hands. Give me your mouth.”
His gentle bossiness made me shiver. Where had it come from? This wasn’t something Bron was coaching him into doing.
“If you are sweet to her, she will get demanding. It’s a woman’s nature,” Bron said. “If you are weak or hesitant, she will sense it and take advantage. She needs a firm hand.”
“If you treat people with kindness, won’t they be more willing to serve you?” He gave me an amused glance. “And why should I force her if she’s cooperating?”
He let me get close enough to reach him with my mouth, and I ran my lips along his length, then dragged my tongue back to the tip. His grip on my hair relaxed as I sucked him into my mouth a bit at a time, varying the pressure. I felt him lean back, and I gazed up to find Bron supporting him. I bobbed up and down on his cock, playing with him as he combed his fingers through my hair. Bron had a grip on Ilya’s hair and had pulled his head to the side and was biting his neck. Between the two of us, Ilya was breathing hard, his eyes unfocused, his cock throbbing in my mouth.
Fuck, they were sexy to watch—both of them cut and perfect, skin against skin, Bron covered with tattoos and Ilya without. I pressed my thighs together, the heaviness in my lower belly disconcerting. Ilya hadn’t been wrong. I was hot for him. For both of them, actually, and for different reasons.
“Are you going to come in her mouth, suka?”
