Page 30 of The Skinny


Font Size:  

I pressed my face to his neck and inhaled. He smelled amazing. Not like Drew, who smelled like a manly forest — wood and leather and the side of a mother-fucking mountain. No, Aith smelled like clean linens and summer rain.

“This has too many damn buttons,” he muttered as he worked on the front of my shirt.

I laughed against his skin. “Sorry. I didn’t plan ahead.”

He leaned back and considered me with a feral look. “You need new clothes anyway.” He grabbed the two sides of the placket and yanked. Fabric tore. Buttons flew everywhere. I shrieked.

“Much better,” Aithan growled, his lips against my neck and his hands on my breasts.

I loved his excitement. I loved that he liked to be in charge in the bedroom. But this time I was running the show. Pushing him back, I yanked his shirt up and over his head then hooked my fingers into the front of his shorts and pulled him to the side of the bed.

He tried to step me back against it, but I refused. “No-no. If you want your gift, you have to give up control.” I held his gaze — he had the most intense blue eyes. “Think you can do that?”

“I’ll do whatever you ask.” His voice was husky and a little breathless.

“Good.” I shoved my hands down his shorts and took hold of his erection. The man was endowed like a god below the belt and in moments like these I wondered how I’d gotten so lucky. I squeezed and released, stroking the soft skin of his long cock. His eyes fluttered shut in ecstasy.

“Whatcha doin’, Brick?” Drew sidled through the doorway, pulling his shirt over his head.

I met his gaze past Aithan’s shoulder and tried not to get distracted by Drew’s beautiful tattoos. “Something special I reserved for this big boy.”

“No complaints so far,” Aithan said.

“Oh, you’ll be complaining, alright,” I replied. “I bet no one’s ever swallowed every inch of that impressive sword.” I let go of him and climbed onto the bed.

“You’re right.” He watched me with a predatory gaze, and a frisson of excitement skittered down my spine and through my belly.

I turned my back to him, lay down, and let my head dangle off the edge of the bed. The view was amazing, a very long, stiff cock, and an incredibly handsome man gazing down at me like he was so gone in love he could die happy. And I hadn’t even wrapped my lips around him yet.

“Holy shit,” Drew hissed. “You lucky fucker.” His weight pressed the mattress as he straddled my hips. He unhooked my bra and kissed his way down my throat, his thumbs brushing my nipples.

I grabbed Aithan’s cock with one hand, his ass with the other, and pulled him closer. I ran my tongue from base to tip then slipped him into my mouth.

“Oh, fuck,” Aithan said, then grimaced and muttered, “Sorry, Babcia.”

I would’ve cracked up, but Drew started tonguing my nipples and I arched, pressing against his mouth.

Forcing myself to focus on Aithan, I relaxed my throat and demonstrated one of my more unique talents. I was born with the ability to suppress my gag reflex. I pulled his cock in deep, deeper, as deep as he could go until the base pressed my lips and the head passed my tonsils. I paused there, letting him savor the moment.

Then I swallowed.

His pelvis bucked and a litany of Polish epithets followed. With my encouragement, he started fucking my throat, groaning as I pressed my tongue against his cock and gently fondled his balls.

Drew pulled my pants off, settled between my legs, but paused and said, “Fuck, man, I can see you moving in her throat. Goddamn, that’s hot.” His thick cock slid inside me and he wasted no time getting down to business, stroking hard and fast.

I moaned around Aithan. I’d never been fucked while sucking off a guy and my whole body lit up with sensation. I was so turned on, I arched off the bed and came before even realizing I was there.

But the guys were far from finished. Lips found my left nipple; fingers found the right. Aithan kept fucking my mouth and Drew’s cock took up the same rhythm, driving me right back to the edge of ecstasy. My brain gave up trying to track what was happening and surrendered to the delicious waves coursing through me.

Then Aithan surprised me. After a few more thrusts, he pulled back and panted, “Trade places with me, man.”

“You sure?” Drew asked.

“Yeah. I’ve never been inside Zel without a condom, and you’ve gotta feel this.”

Seconds later, Drew’s thick cock replaced Aithan’s in my mouth and the tang of my own body salted my tongue. Then Aithan’s long cock slid inside me, making both of us groan. There was nothing as exquisite as fucking without a condom after having that barrier between us for weeks. I hooked my legs around his thighs and pulled him deeper, even as I grabbed Drew’s ass and did the same.

I couldn’t believe how much I wanted to taste and feel every inch of these two amazing men, and a part of me started thinking about what I was doing and what was being done to me.Thatpart of my brain would throw the kill switch and stomp on the brakes. That was Old Zelda. Zaftig Zel. The girl who never would’ve imagined being fucked like this. But New Zelda was one hundred percent on board. I wanted to enjoy them enjoying me. I wanted all three of us to cum together, and I wouldn’t let my brain question what was happening. I shut it down and let my nerves do all the concentrating.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com