She held her breath when he moved towards her, leaning over her. His fingers caught the bottom of her top and lifted it. She obeyed his command, raising her hands above her head and letting him remove her t-shirt. He dropped it to the floor with his own. The cooler air made goose bumps sweep over her skin but they were chased away by fire as Erik's hands ghosted up her sides towards her breasts. She swallowed and closed her eyes, falling back into the bed and sighing out the breath she'd been holding.
Her back arched off the bed as his hands cupped her breasts, thumbs teasing her nipples through the lacy material of her bra. She bit her lower lip, pressing her breasts up into his palms and silently begging for more. His touch was electric, always fire and lightning, making her body burn with desire.
She gasped as his hands slid downwards, fingers pressing in as they travelled over her stomach. A smile wound its way across her lips when began to undo her jeans. God, she could just lay here and let him do as he pleased with her, be a slave to his desires. She was sure it would feel as intense as she'd imagined it would.
He tugged her jeans off her legs and pulled her towards the edge of the bed. She frowned when nothing happened for a few seconds and then sighed when his body pressed against hers, covering it. His skin was warm against hers, his body hard. He nestled between her thighs, his crotch pressing into hers, and she realised that he'd removed his jeans.
Opening her eyes, she smiled into his and lured him down for a kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck as his lips met hers and they began their dance. It was slow this time, intense with feeling and unspoken words. Sometimes they didn't need to speak. They knew each other so well now that things had begun to transcend words.
His mouth left hers and he kissed down towards her neck, teeth teasing her at the same time as fingers tortured her right nipple. She mewled, begging him to touch her properly. She wanted to be naked, needed to be skin on skin with him.
He seemed to hear her silent plea because he pushed himself up off her and caught hold of her wrist. He pulled her up into a sitting position and knelt before her. She studied his face as he unhooked her bra and peeled it off her at a painfully slow pace. The minute changes in his expression were beautiful, reflecting every feeling he had for her and how much he needed her.
She closed her eyes again when he dipped his head, his lips wrapping around one of her nipples while his thumb brushed over the other. They both hardened instantly, sending throbs and waves of desire and pleasure down to her belly. She tensed her thighs, loving the slippery sensation in her pussy and the way her clit pulsed.
His fingers crept into the waist of her lacy shorts and she lay back and raised her backside off the bed to assist him as he removed them. She waited when he pulled them off over her feet, not wanting to open her eyes to see what he was doing. The anticipation only heightened her every feeling, making her whole body hum as she tried to sense what he was doing and where he was. A tiny gasp escaped her as fingers swept over her thighs, a touch so light it left her wondering if she'd imagined it. She focused, waiting for it to happen again. Fire trailed across her abdomen just above her hip and then he ran his fingers downwards, setting her whole body aflame with desire.
She felt light as his hands dipped inwards, harder now as they headed towards her pussy. They spread her legs, exposing her. She wanted to lift her legs onto the bed and look at him, watch him, but she remained still and squeezed her eyes shut even harder until her other senses heightened to compensate.
Something brushed across her curly hair, sending a spark shooting through her, and she tensed for a split second. His touch left her and she almost mewled to get it back, but he didn't steal away the pleasure of his hands on her for long. The next thing she knew, he'd nudged her knees further apart and was sliding one lone finger down the length of her pussy.
She groaned this time.
It was joined by her body arching off the bed when he parted her and ran his tongue over her clit. She tried to move closer, wanting more pressure, but he held her down, forcing her to stay where she was and endure this light caress of his tongue over her pussy. It was maddening, driving her out of her mind with a need for more, an urgent desire to feel him inside of her.
A shudder ran up her spine when he flicked her pert nub with the tip of his tongue and then laved it slowly, torturing her. She curled her fingers up until her hands were tight fists above her head and moaned out her encouragement to the ceiling.
Tensing her muscles, her mouth fell open as it made everything so much more intense. Every stroke of his tongue, each flick of her clit, made tingles spread over her like a warming blanket and made her stomach tighten. She brought her feet up and struggled to get a foothold on the edge of the bed. When she did, she raised her backside up, giving him easier access to her. He took full advantage of her move, sliding his tongue lower and thrusting it into her slick channel. She moaned, her clit aching as he sucked on her opening. The idea that he wanted to taste her so badly that he couldn't wait for her to cum made a new flood of arousal leave her. He groaned and it vibrated against her pussy, making her throb with need.
Before she could beg him to keep going so she could find some sweet release, he'd licked back up to her nub and was sliding two fingers deep into her core. She clenched them, loving the feeling of them inside her and wishing it was his cock. He began thrusting, slow and long into her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge until she was moaning with each thrust.
It was too much.
Just as she was about to fall into bliss, he pulled his fingers out of her and stole her breath away before she could speak.
He ran the head of his cock up and down her pussy, rubbing it against her clit. She raised her backside higher, desperate to encourage him to do what she needed. She needed him, needed to get as close to him as he could, wanted to feel him filling her with his seed. She didn't care anymore about going slow and it seemed he didn't either. The look in his eyes said he wanted her and he was going to have her.
She sighed out as he inched his cock into her, stretching her slightly, and then opened her eyes when he went that bit further than normal. She could feel his balls nestled against her backside, his cock buried to the hilt inside of her. He tensed her muscles and held him there, loving the way she felt full and complete when he was inside her.
He groaned and she tensed her muscles harder around his length. His face screwed up, his hands coming down to support her backside as he stood, holding it off the bed so she was almost diagonal. She hoped he didn't let her go. She'd fall off the bed if he did.
He bent over her and she let her legs fall open as wide as possible, not caring if it made her look wanton.
She silently begged him to move, to give her the completion she so badly needed.
He pulled out of her and thrust back in, hard and as deep as he could go. So deep it stung a little.
She sighed and smiled up at him.
He sneered, drew out of her and tightened his grip on her backside. She closed her eyes and groaned as he rammed his cock back into her, setting a hard and fast pace that made her breasts wobble with each meeting of their hips. Her heart pounded in her ears, smashing against her chest as she tensed around him, desperate for him to be rougher. The helpless feeling inside of her only made her even hotter, making her desire soar until she was almost screaming each time he thrust.
Her moans were joined by his groans, low grunts that made her body tremble. The feeling of his cock pounding her, fingers almost bruising her flesh he was holding her so tight, balls slapping against her backside with each thrust, and his deep growls of exertion was too much. Her stomach clenched, her whole body followed it, and her eyes shot open as the tightened string inside of her snapped and heat spread through her. She breathed hard, thighs quivering as her inner walls clenched around Erik's cock.
He grunted hard, pounding her rougher, his face screwing up as he neared his own orgasm. She watched, holding him tight inside her and making the most of his thrusts, usi
ng them to draw out the last spasms of her orgasm. He sneered and then moaned harshly as he came, filling her as his hips continued to thrust against her, gradually slowing down until he finally stopped, his cock still buried deep inside her.
She smiled as he opened his eyes and looked at her.
He grinned and leaned over her, hands resting either side of her head, his breath warm against her face as he panted.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him gently and with all the affection she could muster. For the first time since she'd had that vision, she felt as though things were normal again. It was nice.
She wondered how long it would last.
CHAPTER 6
Kim was dreaming. Or maybe it was a nightmare.
Whichever it was, she knew it was a dream because that man was back.
She was pressed between two bodies, being slowly driven insane with need as they both touched her, taking her to dizzying heights with light sensual caresses. She felt too delirious to even try to resist them. One of them began to purr as fingers swept down her spine, over her shoulders and breasts. The other joined in, a deep rumbling sound that turned her stomach hot and made liquid heat pool in her knickers.
Her hand tickled Erik's side as she faced him, studying his face and searching out the minute changes in it that could signal some sign of his feelings about what was happening. They'd tried to resist at first, she'd tried to change the vision, but it had been impossible.
Now, she felt as though she was on fire.
She licked her lips, her eyes sweeping over what she could see of Erik's body as the man behind her cupped her backside. The warm firelight made the beads of sweat on Erik's golden skin glisten like diamonds. She could feel her own perspiration mix with his, sticking their bodies together, as she lifted her knee and draped her leg over his hip. His hand lowered almost instantly, fingers rubbing the front of her knickers, applying gentle but arousing pressure to her pussy.
She didn't resist as he moved away, pulling her up so she was kneeling on the plush rug. The heat of the fire scorched her, but not as much as the feeling of their hands on her. She felt as though she was caught up in a competition to make her explode with need and whoever won would be her mate. She'd never seen Erik so focused. He was transfixed on her, cock hard and ready, fingers teasing her, touching her in all the right places to heighten her already painfully aroused senses.
The other man moved around her, taking Erik's place as he kissed over her shoulder and across her back. She tried to look up at the man, but her eyes wouldn't cooperate. She could only see up to his collarbones and she was desperate to see his face. How was she supposed to know him if she couldn't? Could he see hers and Erik's?
All sense and reason, all thoughts, were shattered when Erik removed her bra and began to palm her breasts. Her hard nipples brushed against his hands and she moaned, leaning back into him as he kissed her neck. He thrust against her backside and her clit throbbed, sending a delightful shiver through her.
She trembled with passion when the other man moved forwards and Erik snapped, growling at the man and tugging her to him. The man growled back and she saw a flash of his true nature, of plush white fur with black bands. Her mind raced to figure out what kind of creature he would be if he changed.
A white tiger?
A thrill sent a shiver across her body and she stared at his body, wanting to see the beautiful markings again.
He moved back for a second, his hand running down his body. Her eyes followed it as Erik pushed her knickers down her legs. She bit her lower lip when he slipped a hand over her pussy, a lone finger dipping inside to touch her pert nub. She could feel how wet she was, turned on by having the attention of two men, knowing that whatever happened here, she didn't really have any control over it.
In a way, it made her feel dirty. It felt so wrong to be doing this, to have this other man watching her with Erik, but on a different level it felt good too. It was thrilling and exciting. She moaned when Erik's fingers danced on her clit, drawing her arousal up and teasing her. The man's hand drew her eyes downwards and she stared as he wrapped his hand around his long cock, stroking himself as he watched her with Erik.
It felt so dirty. She knew that she should try and wake up or do something to stop what she knew was going to happen if she let things continue this way, but she couldn't.
There was a part of her that said it was just a vision, a dream. Lots of girls probably had dreams about having two men.
But the rest of her said that this was more than a dream. These visions were about a mating, about something that took place in real life. There were going to be consequences.
The man seemed to drift into the background as she focused on Erik, turning and kissing him hard in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure building inside of her caused by her need and desire. She ran her hands down his sides, over strong muscles and the perfect globes of his backside. She pulled him towards her, forcing his cock against her belly and trapping it between them. He thrust against her and she moaned, wanting to get the connection back by getting him inside her.
Turning her back on him again, she rubbed her backside into his cock, listening to him moaning with each slide of her body against his. She smiled when he bent her over, slipping his length into her as his hands claimed her hips. The intensity of it as he began to move was overwhelming. He slid easily into her with each thrust, her slick arousal coating him and slowly oozing down towards her clit.
He leaned forwards, his hand coming down to her pussy and she groaned when his fingers circled her clit, using her juices to increase the slipperiness of it. She stared directly in front of her, her eyes losing their focus as she concentrated on the rough glide of Erik's cock into her, filling her and reaching deep inside.
It was too much. She tensed her muscles and only made it worse, sending her arousal soaring as she caused Erik to pump her harder and faster. Her breasts swung with each plunge of his length, the heels of her palm hurting as pressed them harder into the rug to support herself.
Something shifted and her eyes moved across to it, focusing. She swallowed and stared at the man's cock. It was hard, the soft head tipped with a shiny pearl of pre-cum. She wanted it. She wanted them both. She was too hot, so hot and high on passion that she didn't care about the consequences. She wanted to feel dirty, to have that extra edge to her orgasm when she finally came.
He was touching himself, hand stroking slowly up and down, balls moving with each thrust into his fist. He was begging her for attention.
Reaching out with one hand and trying to maintain her balance with the other, she eased her fingers towards him. He moved forwards to meet her, a sigh escaping him as she finally touched him, running her fingers down his silken cock.
She should stop.
But she couldn't, didn't want to. No matter what she told herself, how wrong she said this was, it didn't seem to have any effect.
She wanted him too.
“Do it,” both men said in unison and she groaned.
Erik's fingers dug into her hips as he began to thrust deeper into her, his hips curling against hers.
The man moved in front of her and she eyed his cock, swallowing as she thought about what she was going to do. She decided not to think at all.
Taking hold of his cock, she held the base of it and tentatively ran her tongue up the length of it to its head. She swirled her tongue around, moaning as Erik drove himself into her depths, harder now, taking her closer to the edge. She wanted to cum so badly, but knew that she wouldn't until she had the other man inside her too.
She wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and he groaned, purring deep and melting her.
She closed her eyes and sucked him into her mouth, holding his cock so he couldn't thrust into her like she could feel he wanted to. His hands came to rest on her shoulders. Her tongue ran over his length, exploring it as she sucked him deep and hard in time with Erik's thrusting.
When E
rik growled, everything became too much and she moaned against the man's cock as she came, her knees weakening with it. She waited for Erik to stop but he didn't, he held her tighter and kept pounding into her, filling her with his cock and stirring her arousal again.
The man took hold of her hair and thrust into her mouth, slowly but deep enough that she was forced to relax as much as possible so she didn't gag. She didn't stop him. The feeling of him using her like this, fucking her mouth while Erik fucked her body, made everything hotter and her stomach tightened again, warning of another impending orgasm. She clenched her muscles around Erik, choking his cock and loving the sting of pain it made her feel as he rammed into her.
Erik growled again and her whole body quivered when the man echoed him. She pushed her backside against Erik and moaned, sucking the man harder and tightening her hand around his cock. She moved her hand in time with her mouth, controlling his movements. He moaned each time she took him in and sucked him hard on the way out.
She gasped when Erik's fingers pressed deep into her waist and he forced her legs apart, fucking her deeper and forcing his cock into her over and over again. The roughness and dominance of it was too much for her.
It seemed it was too much for the men too.
They both growled and came at the same time, the man filling her mouth with thick strings of warm cum at the same time as Erik spilled himself inside of her. She swallowed down the cum and tensed around Erik's cock. Her whole body jerked as she came, her pussy pulsing and throbbing around Erik as he gently massaged her clit.
Releasing the man, she got up onto her knees and leaned back into Erik, breathing hard as she came down.
Kim shot up in bed and immediately looked around at Erik. Heat swept over her cheeks, setting them on fire as she blushed over what she'd done. Embarrassment was swiftly followed by guilt and a sense of dirtiness. She couldn't believe she'd done that.
She moved away from him when he sat up and went to catch her arm.
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