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I was burning and so turned on from watching Chayton guide Kota’s hand over my pussy.
“She likes it here the most.” Chayton dragged Kota’s fingers over my clit, and I moaned. “But it can feel just as good if you touch the swollen sweet spot just inside here.” He rotated Kota’s hand and placed it at my entrance.
“Please.” The plea left my mouth before I’d thought better of it. I didn’t want Kota to feel obligated to give me pleasure, but he surprised me.
“God, you’re so fucking wet, kitten.” His voice caught, and his gaze didn’t leave my glistening pussy as Chayton instructed him in a low tone, his own cock straining harder as he corrupted Kota and introduced him to my body.
“She feels good under your fingers, doesn’t she?” Chayton murmured, and Kota nodded. “She tastes even better.” Chayton pulled on Kota’s wrist and moved his fingers off me.
An involuntary whimper slipped out, but it morphed into a groan as Chayton lifted Kota’s hand to his mouth.
Chayton chuckled. “She’s not done with either of us yet. Taste her, Kota.”
Kota’s tongue slipped between his lips to touch his fingertips, and my pussy clenched as he groaned. One finger after another popped into his mouth as he sucked them clean, and I thought I might expire on the spot. My slow heartbeat skipped in my chest, and I had every intention of pressing my thighs together for the sweet pressure I craved, but Chayton brought Kota’s hand back to my center before I had the chance.
“Show me,” Kota begged, and both of my men watched my face as they each slid one finger inside, Chayton showing Kota how to curl it just right. Together, they grazed my G-spot, and I bucked off the counter on a yelp of pleasure.
My pussy went wild from the stretch and the slow, sensual rub against my inner walls. I fluttered around their fingers.
Chayton withdrew and brought his hand to his cock, stroking himself as he watched Kota take over.
I covered the back of Kota’s hand with my own and guided him.
“Add another finger,” I demanded, and Kota’s grunt of pleasure had me squeezing him tightly.
“So fucking tight,” he hissed, then he clumsily obeyed and added another finger. I didn’t care about his finesse, I just wanted to feel, and that was something Kota could always make me do.
He thrust his fingers inside me over and over again, each stroke more sure and less timid, until I was keening for another release.
“I-I need more.” More stretch. I wanted to feel full.
Kota understood, and he removed his fingers after one more slow drag that left me gushing and needy. I was a hot mess, driven half insane by my mates.
With another release on the horizon and my clit throbbing with need, I quickly wrapped my legs around Chayton when he stepped between my thighs.
His calloused fingers bit into my ass as he dragged me right to the edge of the counter and lined himself up.
“Did you enjoy Kota’s fingers in your sweet little pussy,nizhóní?” Chayton whispered, his dirty words making me feel like I needed to find a confessional. Afterwards, though, because I needed my next orgasm like I needed another hit of Chayton’s blood in my system.
Badly.
“Yes,” I hissed, and my gaze flew to Kota who had stumbled back against the counter. His zipper was down, and he had his cock in his hand, slicked with my essence as he stroked himself. Kota’s dick was the perfect size, not too big nor too small, and long enough with just enough girth to fill me up.
Chayton’s was slightly longer, and it curved deliciously toward his stomach.
I rocked forward, trying to take him into my body. When he simply chuckled and denied me, I straightened my spine and wrapped my arms around his neck, locking my ankles behind his back.
The tip slid in, just an inch, but I counted it as a victory.
“Tell me what you want, mate.” Chayton always liked to hear me vocalize my needs, and whether it was my growing experience, the alpha in my blood rising up, or my new vamp status, I didn’t hold back.
“Slide that thick cock inside of me, Chayton, and make me come until my legs are shaking and I’m screaming your name.” Leaning forward, I bit his bottom lip, sucking it into my mouth and scraping my fangs along the wet flesh.
Chayton moaned. “Yes, Alpha,” he yielded, and in one smooth thrust, he impaled me.
A gasp flew from my lips, and Kota groaned in the background, but Chayton didn’t pause. He pulled right back out and plunged inside again.
His hands gripped my ass, and together we rocked into each other, holding nothing back. The sound of our bodies joining filled the kitchen, while Kota jerked his cock ruthlessly to our show. The head of his dick was ruddy and leaking.
