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“Yes, pet,” Dean told her just to see how she’d react to the endearment. He had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep a straight face at the look she sent him.
“First, you demand to be called Sir. Now, you call me pet?” Kimberly taunted. “I don’t think you boys have to worry about me coming anytime soon.”
Dean had to look away so she wouldn’t see his smile.
“You think?” Sam seemed to consider it. He made a thoughtful sound and pulled a face to match, then blasted Kimberly’s open and exposed pussy with a fat and hard stream. She jolted, gasped, then groaned and tried to evade that hot flow of water. It was futile.
“See, I disagree,” he told her in a reasonable tone.
“So do I.” Dean slid behind her and reached around her with soap-covered hands. “We got you all dirty, playing in the mud. Allow me to take care of that for you.” His lathered hands ran over her heavy breasts, plucked at the tightened tips, and made her groan. Dean bit at the spot where her neck met her shoulder, and she cried out for him.
He ran his slick hands over her waist and hips as she writhed in her bonds. He slid them to the insides of her thighs and gripped her high, up close to where Sam kept the water pounding. Kimberly was almost shouting now, her head whipping back and forth against his chest as she fought to hold on.
“Still think this is an easy task, pet?” Dean asked her.
“Fuck you,” she spat to the ceiling, chest heaving, and the thighs he had such a firm hold of quaked.
Sam tsked again. “Kimberly, sweetheart.” He stepped close, and his evil smile was firmly in place when he upped the water to full pulse. “We could have made this a gentle tug of war. Coax you to the brink of climax, then let you gently hover there in weightless anticipation for the inevitable release. Pity you decided to take the fast track instead of the scenic route.” Then he held that pulsing jet stream directly to her clit.
Kimberly screamed. Her muscles clenched, and she turned her face into her upraised arms and bit down on her own shoulder.Tricky, Dean thought approvingly,using a little pain to distract her from the pleasure.He’d have to do something about that.
Dean moved his grip higher, exploring her silky folds with deft fingers. She was wet in more ways than one, and he took precious moments to revel in the delicate perfection of her. Then he made a triangle with his hands over her mound and pulled her lips open for the spray, completely exposing her clit.
Kimberly went wild. Her head flailed, and she arched violently against the soft restraints and Dean’s hard form. Her throaty screams were a symphony of emotions that ran a hell of a lot deeper than passion. Their echoes danced around them in the steam like ghosts.
Just when she was there, just when every muscle stiffened, Sam took the water away.
“Ready to come so soon, sub?”
Kimberly gasped, looking around the room blindly while her body strove toward what it had been denied. Sam stepped even closer and brought his free hand to her silken folds. Her head dropped back to Dean’s shoulder with a shout.
“Hmm, no, I don’t think so. I didn’t hear the magic word.” He dipped his head, sucking her full bottom lip into his mouth at the same time he sank his longest finger all the way inside her. Dean moved his hands back to her breasts, clamping the tips between thumb and forefinger. Her screams turned guttural, feral even, as she fought both her body and their control.
It was a fight she wouldn’t win.
“All it takes is one word, sweetheart,” Sam said, staring into her face and taking in everything she was pouring out. “One word and you can let go. Or do you need us to shove you off that cliff, huh?” His pumping hand got faster. Kimberly cursed him, but she didn’t use her safe word or any other word that would signal the play had gone far enough. Sam seemed to come to the same conclusion and nodded philosophically, then brought the water back into play.
Kimberly saw it coming. “No, God, no. Samuel, you fucker! Stop! God!” His hand kept pumping into her, the wet slapping sound a bass beat to the song of her cries, then he shot that hot pulse straight onto her clit again.
When an atomic weapon has been detonated, there’s a fraction of time that is more than silence. It is the absence of all life force as it’s drawn into something more powerful than nature itself. Then the explosion hits, and the world is reformed.
“Please!” Kimberly wailed as that silence rang, then shattered with her throaty cries. She came and kept coming as Sam prolonged her climax, and Dean snapped the quick release on her binds and let her go.
As soon as she was freed, Kimberly folded to her knees and turned to Dean. Before he could act, before he could think, she opened her luscious lips and took him in. He was the one shouting now as fire erupted in his groin. Her lips were silken ribbons, her mouth heaven, and her tongue the devil herself as she worked him all the way to the back of her throat and held there. Dean fisted his hands in her hair, keeping it back from her gorgeous face so he could watch as his shaft disappeared in and out of that miraculous mouth of hers.
Sam got on his knees behind her, bent his long body over hers, and braced his fists on the tiles on either side of where her own hands rested. His hips thrust against hers, hard, shoving Dean’s cock even farther down her throat. She swallowed convulsively and made his head swim.
“Safe word, Kimberly?” Sam all but growled in her ear. “You gotta let me know you want this.” And he pressed his hips to hers again, making sure.
Kimberly shook her head, refusing the out, and pressed back against Sam without taking her mouth off Dean. Sam ground, kissed her shoulder, adjusted, then slid into her from behind with a thrust that made all three of them groan.
At first, Sam tried to go slow. Dean knew he was probably worried about her gagging or being unable to keep up if they went too fast. Kimberly refused to let them be either slow or gentle with her. She threw herself back into Sam’s thrusts so hard the sound of her ass meeting his abs rang out like gunfire.
Smack!Sam slapped her hard on the hip, and Kimberly groaned around Dean’s cock and arched for more. Sam gave a guttural moan and slapped hard on the underside of her other cheek, reddening the flesh, and still she pushed for more.
Harder, faster. She started to fight them again. Dean took hold of both sides of her face to keep her steady and took over his blowjob. Kimberly moaned, whimpered as he fucked her mouth. “Stick out your tongue,” he ordered. “More. There you go. Fucking… yes. Just… like… that.” Her tongue lapped and her lips sucked as she tried to take control back. He held her tighter and basked in the way she finally surrendered to them.
“Aw, shit. Dean.”
