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“I need to feel you inside me,” she moaned, and Hannibal and Ink bit her nipples. Lightning shot down her spine.
She bucked up against them. The weight of their bodies made all but the smallest movement impossible.
“Is that so?” She loved the way Hannibal’s accent almost dripped with honey. His slow southern drawl of Louisiana.
“What if we want to play?” Ink’s Texas twang was always strongest when he was tired or excited.
How had she gotten so lucky? “I want you to come inside me. I want you to mark me as your own.”
Both Hannibal and Ink paused in their teasing torture and looked up at her. Her blush heated her cheeks. She gave them a naughty smile. “I got tested earlier in the week. Everything came back clean.”
The men looked at each other and then back at her. “So did we,” Ink said with a grin. “You sure about this, darlin’?”
“Yes.”
“You want nothing between us anymore?” Hannibal asked.
“From now on I promise, no secrets, no lies, nothing between us, but us.”
Hannibal growled and grabbed her. He rolled her on top of him and took her mouth in a passionate kiss. Ink rolled off the side of the bed. Jade couldn’t concentrate on what he was doing because Hannibal’s talented mouth was exploring hers as his hands ran up and down her back with possessive strokes.
She ran her wet pussy up and down his long, thick length, and teased herself against him. The sensation of his piercing as it moved against her clit was amazing. Something cool dripped down onto her ass and made her groan.
Ink’s fingers slowly circled the tight rosette of her ass. He slid one finger inside her and she moaned against Hannibal’s lips, nipping him in her pleasure and pushing back against the wonderfully naughty sensation. He seemed to be in as much of a hurry as she was. Because it was only a few seconds before he slipped a second finger in alongside the first.
The slight stretch and burn had her grinding her clit down against Hannibal’s cock and both of them groaned at the wonderful sensation.
“God, you’re beautiful.” Ink’s voice was a reverent whisper from behind her. “I’ve never taken a woman bare, darlin’. I can’t wait to fill you up with my cum. Mark you as mine.”
“Yes,” she moaned and reached down between her legs and guided Hannibal to her entrance. She lowered herself slowly, her whole body tensed for a moment before adjusting to his size. Without the condom, his piercing was a wicked delight as it stroked into the deepest parts of her.
Ink’s fingers in her ass scissored, and she pushed back, wanting him to stop playing and take her. Ink smacked her cheeks once, twice. Each spank shocked her nerves and brought them to life. The pain wasn’t enough to hurt or to push her into that other headspace where she enjoyed their punishment.
Right now, she didn’t want that. All she needed was to feel them inside her. To feel their desire and acceptance. She hoped and prayed that they felt her love in return. The tip of Ink’s cock at the entrance of her ass made her still. He breached the tight ring of muscles and she couldn’t help but clench around Hannibal, causing him to echo her cry of pleasure with a deep moan of his own.
“Fuck, you feel so perfect around me,” Hannibal moaned. “I can feel every twitch of your pussy.”
“Christ, Jade. That’s right. Pull me in,” Ink moaned as he slowly inched his way inside her.
She wanted them to speed up, but also wanted this to last forever. This perfect first moment when the three of them came together with no barriers between them. Hannibal gripped her nipples, twisting and pinching them, causing her pleasure to spiral upwards. Her pussy clenched and both men groaned in response.
“Please, mark me, claim me,” she cried out. “Masters. I love you. I need you.”
She didn’t know if it was calling them Master or her proclamation of love, but both men thrust harder and faster. It was all she could do to hold on and ride her pleasure to its inevitable crescendo. Hannibal thrust up into her with slow snapping strokes while Ink slid in and out of her in a smooth, but fast rhythm that matched every single swerve of his hips.
The rhythms were so different, but worked perfectly together. Her orgasm built at the base of her spine, and she knew this was going to be explosive. “Yes! Love you, Hannibal, Love you, Ink.”
Hannibal snapped his hips up and hit that spot inside her that had stars exploding across the backs of her eyes and she screamed her pleasure out to the room. Her orgasm barreled over her and washed through her skin like a tidal wave. Her men held on for a few seconds, their strokes continuing and drawing out the orgasm.
Then they both seemed to have reached their limit. The rhythms faltered and their breathing became jagged and rough. They bathed the inside of her in hot cum, and their shouts were louder than hers.
She let her head fall onto Hannibal’s chest, as she panted, Ink’s body pressed them all down. A smile she couldn’t hide tipped up her lips as she placed a small kiss on the center of his chest. It was like their love wrapped her up in a safe cocoon. They hadn’t said the words with their mouths, but she could feel it in their touches.
She knew there would still be problems and worries in their future. But here, between the two of them, she was safe, cherished, and loved. She traced a little circular pattern over the defined muscles of Hannibal’s chest.
“What are you thinking about, precious little Jewel?” Hannibal’s words rumbled through his chest and into her ear, making her giggle.
“Nothing. It doesn’t matter.”
