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"Jeremiah." I begin to sigh, but it turns into a moan when Ezekiel’s hands grip my ass so hard, I go to the tips of my toes with it.
"So far, four for four," Jeremiah whispers in my ear, in front of me now.
It's Jeremiah's hands on my waist, pulling me backwards so I end up sitting on the bed, but Ezekiel's hands that widen my thighs. Then, they're both gone from me, my groan of longing filling the silence. Shoulders push my thighs even further apart, but I can't tell whose yet. It becomes clearer who it must be,though, when I feel a body behind me moments before hands cover my breasts. Very calloused hands. So, Jeremiah is between my thighs. And Ezekiel's come behind me to watch his brother and me. I wait to say anything to them. I wait because I don't want the way I feel Jeremiah's body leaning forward, closer to my pussy, to stop. I get my first lick, and if I weren't sure before, I am now. The slow lick, the way his tongue flicks against my clit at the end.
"Jeremiah between my thighs," I tell them with a trembling voice. "Ezekiel behind me."
"I think we’ll reward you for what you’ve gotten right so far,” Ezekiel says.
He licks the shell of my ear as his brother licks a circle around my clit. Ezekiel's hands cup my breasts, thumbs rubbing my nipples until my head falls back on his shoulder. I arch my hips up as Jeremiah flicks the tip of his tongue against me, and Ezekiel's lips leave a trail from behind my ear down my neck. His teeth graze where my pulse is thundering, and then he bites me right as Jeremiah sucks my clit into his mouth.
"God," I gasp out.
"Ezekiel or Jeremiah," Ezekiel growls against my skin. "That is what you call out when we are getting you ready to be fucked. Let me hear you say it."
"Ezekiel," I sigh, my body bucking with how hard Jeremiah sucks on me. "Jeremiah," I moan from Ezekiel arching into me, rubbing his cock against my back as his hands tighten on my breasts.
The darkness makes everything so much more intense. All I can do is feel. Jeremiah's mouth releases my clit so his tongue can lick through my lips. Ezekiel releases a breast to take hold of one of my hands. He brings it behind me, between us, to his cock.I hurry to wrap my hand around him. It quickly tightens with the tension coiling in me from Jeremiah's tongue teasing my opening.
"Please," I breathe.
"You tell my brother what you want him to do," Ezekiel says. "Tell him what you want him to do to your pussy while you stroke my cock."
"Slide your tongue inside of me, Jeremiah. Slowly."
Jeremiah groans against me right before he does as I said, his tongue slowly sliding into me. A shaky exhale leaves me as my thighs clench to the sides of his head. My hand moves up and down on Ezekiel. Then, Ezekiel pulls on my hair, making my neck painfully crane. I forget for a moment that I'm blinded and look up, searching for Ezekiel's eyes but only finding darkness. I want to see him so badly, see that wild lust in his eyes and his teeth biting into his lip like he does when desire is consuming him. Desire for me. Then, Jeremiah hooks his tongue inside me, and my eyes close again, anyway.
I jerk Ezekiel while his brother slides his tongue in and out of me. Both of their groans fill the room, mixing with my moans and gasps. I feel a hand that I know is Ezekiel's drifting down my side, lower and lower until it's where I throb for release. I arch up, desperate for it, but he bites on my neck.
"You get it when I give it to you," he states. "Writhe on Jeremiah's tongue. I want to see you fuck yourself on his tongue. And then..." He licks my neck. "Then, I'll bring my finger to your clit."
I don't hesitate to do as he says, arching and bucking, circling my hips to meet Jeremiah's tongue each time it slides into me. Moving my hand with the same pace that Jeremiah's tongue enters me. I cross my ankles behind Jeremiah's head, holdinghim close. His hands wrap around my thighs, pushing them even more into his face as he devours me. Ezekiel's fingers trail down the few inches to my clit. They pause there and a needy whimper escapes me. He gives a dark chuckle and finally gives me what I want.
It only takes a few circles into my clit for me to fall apart between Jeremiah and Ezekiel. Stars dance behind my closed eyes. My body moves with no rhythm now, simply doing whatever it can to prolong the bliss rushing through me. Jeremiah groans against my pussy, the sound vibrating to the very core of me while Ezekiel's grunts and deep sighs are at my ear from my hand quickly stroking him.
Then...they're both gone from me. Jeremiah's tongue and mouth leave me while Ezekiel moves from behind me so quickly that my hand has no choice but to slip from him as my back falls to the bed. I'm turned onto my side and my thigh is hitched up on a shoulder.
"Is the game over?" I question, panting.
"No," Ezekiel answers. "Because I still want to hear you say our names, and because Jeremiah needs your words, telling him what you want. So, whose shoulder is your thigh on?"
"Jeremiah's," I answer, but his name ends up becoming a gasp as I feel a cock come to my opening.
"And who's sliding into your soaking pussy?" Ezekiel asks.
"Jeremiah," I sigh, the feeling of him stretching me making it hard to form any words at all.
"Now open those pretty lips and stick your tongue out so I can put cock on it. And yes, I still want you to say that the cock you feel smearing cum on your tongue is mine."
My lips are parting before he's even done speaking, and a second later, his cock is there, precum sticky on the tip of it. I flick my tongue against him as Jeremiah slides the last of himself into me. A shaky breath begins to leave me, but Ezekiel's cock enters my mouth, cutting it off. I tighten my lips around him the same way my pussy tightens around Jeremiah's cock. One lets out a hiss while the other grunts.
Ezekiel takes his cock from my mouth. "I'm not hearing you, Lexa."
"The cock is yours, Ezekiel," I moan while Jeremiah pulls back and enters me again.
He flexes his hips forward, getting even deeper inside of me.
"Speak to me, Lexa," Jeremiah groans.
