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“It feels amazing,” I reply, relaxing further.
There's something so erotic about having two sets of hands on me at once and it isn't long before my breathing becomes shallow, and little breathy moans dance from my lips as they caress and knead my aching muscles.
"Good girl, let us take care of you," Dax urges, the tempo of his voice another caress as he fingers slide into my hair and he rubs my scalp, the sensation sending heat radiating through my body.
“Oh, fuck, that feels so good,” I whisper, loving how his thick fingers dig into my scalp, sending tiny bolts of electricity zinging up and down my spine.
“Spread your legs a little, Pen,” Zayn instructs, focusing on easing the tightness of my calf muscles as he works his way up towards my thighs, massaging my legs with firm yet gentle strokes. Every now and then his lips will brush against my flesh as he works on relaxing me, the soft tip of his tongue tasting my skin.
“That’s it, relax for us,” Dax whispers, his voice deep, melodic, as they continue to massage me.
“If heaven were a feeling, this would be it,” I murmur, feeling my muscles liquidise with every touch. Every part of me is aware of their touch, heightened by their love.
“You took the words right out of my mouth,” Zayn says, shifting position as he presses an open mouthed kiss at the base of my spine, his tongue laving my skin there. It’s a spot he knows I love to be kissed, and on instinct I spread my legs further, telling him silently what I want.
A soft chuckle follows, and he says, “You’ll have to ask, Daddy.”
“Not yet,” Dax replies, and I know without having to look at either of them that they’re intent on teasing me tonight. Not that I mind, if this is the kind of teasing they’re into, I’m all for it.
“You’re the boss tonight,” Zayn replies, kissing along the length of my spine as he works his fingers into the tight muscles of my upper back and shoulders. His touch is firm yet gentle at the same time, and I feel myself drifting into that strange place where you’re so relaxed that sleep is tickling your consciousness, but you’re so turned on that it would take very little to make you come, long and hard.
"You're so fucking precious to us, do you know that?" Dax whispers against my ear, drawing me out from the depths of my relaxed state. His voice thick and rough with emotion as he slides his fingers into the hair at the base of my skull, tightens his hold and tugs gently.
"Fuck," I moan, tingles scattering up and down my spine at the sudden sharp sting.
"Do you like that?" Dax asks, pulling on my hair again. My pussy clenches in response.
Why does that feel so good?
"Uh-huh,"is all I’m able to utter.
Dax releases his hold as his thick fingers stroke through the strands briefly, then his lips meet my ear once more and he says, "I asked you a question. Now be a good girl and tell me how much you like us worshipping you like this."
"Iloveit," I say breathily as his fingers curl back into the strands and pull tightly. "Fuck, I love it when you pull my hair like that. Don’t stop."
“What do you say?” he questions, fingers stilling. Even Zayn stops massaging my back, understanding Dax’s cues too. They’re making me work for it.
“Please,” I beg.
“Pleasewhat, Kid?”
“Please,Daddy,” I breathe, gasping as he tugs on my hair once more, and Zayn’s fingers dig into my flesh.
“That’s our good girl.”
My body shivers involuntarily. The sensation of Dax’s fingers loosening and tightening in my hair, combined with Zayn’s hands massaging my tight muscles is almost too much to bear. I moan in pleasure as they work in tandem. Dax tugging gently at my hair while Zayn continues to caress and knead the knots from my muscles.
This goes on and on, until I’m nothing more than a bunch of nerve endings firing off all over my body. Who knew that having my hair tugged at the same time as receiving a massage could feel this good. Fuck, at this rate one light touch to my clit and I’ll be seeing more than fucking stars, I’ll be experiencing the birth of a new galaxy.
“Don’t stop,” I groan as Zayn briefly removes his touch and I feel the mattress dip as he adjusts position.
“Don’t worry, baby. We got you,” Zayn says, his hands sliding up the back of my thighs as he gently parts my legs and settles between them. I can feel the rough material of his jeans against the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, and my pussy quivers in anticipation.
“Zayn is going to continue to massage that peachy arse, and if he’s a good boy, I might just let him have a taste of your pretty little pussy,” Dax adds, his voice a mixture of heady lust and soft laughter.
“Hey, I’malwaysa good boy. It’s Xeno and York who’re the naughty ones,” Zayn replies with a smile in his voice as he places a palm on each of my arse cheeks, squeezing gently.
“Let me be the judge of that,” Dax chuckles, before pulling on the strands of my hair once again.
