“Ready kitten?” Dev asked.
Jake wrapped his arms around me and pulled me so close that I could feel his every inhalation as though it were my own. He began to play with my nipples, squeezing the erect nubs between his fingers and tickling them with the pad of his thumbs. His breath was hot on the back of my throat, his tongue was wet and knowing as he nibbled on my lobe. “If we hurt you,” Jake said, dipping his tongue into my ear, “tell us and we’ll stop. Understand?”
I gave him a wild nod.
So slowly I wanted to scream, Dev cupped my bottom and breathed against my moistening flesh. “You smell wonderful, kitten. Spread your legs more for me.”
I did.
When I felt his tongue on my quim, I would have screamed if Jake hadn’t drawn my head back and captured my lips in a fierce kiss. Even as Jake’s mouth moved lusciously over mine, he captured my wrists and pressed them to my lower back so they were pinioned between our bodies.
Dev ran his tongue over the sensitive folds of my nether lips and let it skim my skin with leisurely strokes that set my blood to boil. I could feel more hot air pepper me as Dev breathed, feel his nose inadvertently press against my clit as he delved deeper. My clitoris seized at the contact, my back arched in reaction to the delectable sensations roiling over me.
My entire body vibrated beneath this delicious onslaught; I quivered with lascivious desire even as Jake deepened our kiss and held me immobile.
“You’re our prisoner now, Stella,” Jake whispered against my eager lips. “And we’re never letting you go.” He applied pressure to my wrists to demonstrate his control.
Even as the bones in my arms were pressed together, I moaned under the sensual delight of being dominated so thoroughly.
Jake captured my mouth for another taste as Dev’s tongue was sinking into my depths. Dev lapped my moisture into his mouth like a starving man. “Kitten, you taste so good.”
Desperate for more of this, I writhed between them. The sensation of having both mouths on me, savoring me, was nearly too much. When, a moment later, Dev found my nub with his tongue and closed his mouth over it, I saw stars. I released a strangled cry and closed my eyes against the barrage of sensations coursing through me. Then he sucked the engorged nub into his mouth and began licking in earnest.
Of its own accord, my body spasmed—not in orgasm but in sheer pleasure. I bucked and twisted, fought to remain silent as Dev sucked harder. My body was pure sensation. Every touch was nearly too much, every lick had me swallowing down a desperate whimper.
On the very edge of control, on the periphery of climax, Jake—the son of a bitch—pulled away from me and said, “That’s enough Dev. She’s about to come.”
A small cry of protest spilled from between my lips before I could stop it.
I watched in shocked outrage as Dev sat back on his heels. His rubber suit bulged at his biceps when he began to crawl toward me. His mouth glistened with my juice and his lips were split with a self-satisfied grin. “Poor baby,” he said, not meaning a word. “Were you about to come?”
“You know I was,” I said.
“Patience is a virtue, Stella,” Jake advised. “Anyone ever tell you that?”
I would have made a caustic reply, but at that very moment, I felt myself pressed backward into the comforter. Suddenly finding myself on my back, I stared up at the ceiling in surprise.
Like bookends, both men eased down on either side of me. For a moment, they gazed hungrily at each other. Then the moment past, and they refocused on me.
Dev ran his fingers over my stomach, his touch so light it tickled. Though there wasn’t anything particularly erotic about what he was doing, my skin felt like it was coming alive beneath his touch. He fingered my belly, traced a path to my breasts, then began to gently squeeze my engorged nipples. “That feel good, baby?” Dev asked.
I began to answer, but my words ended on a sigh. Jake set his hand between my legs and curled his fingers until one slid easily inside of me. Gliding a second finger within, he moved them against my vaginal wall and tickled.
I threw my head back and cried out. Joy, delight, pure bliss rang through every inch of my body. The sense that I was floating on the air, adrift on a plain of existence where erotic sensation was the only one that existed nearly overwhelmed me. Delicious vibrations rocketed through my loins as Jake continued to move his fingers inside me.
“That’s it,” Jake crooned. “Relax for us. Feel that?”
He stroked my inner wall again and I thought I’d lose my mind. Another spasm shook me and I arched in surprise and delight.
Hell yeah I felt that.
“That’s your G-spot.” He moved his fingers again, showing me for a third time that he knew exactly what he was doing. “Feel good?”
“Yes!”
As Jake continued his exotic manipulations of my body, Dev fell on me. His lips were soft, yet demanding; sweet as honey, but determined. Our lips locked and our tongues entwined. Though I could taste myself on him I didn’t want to pull back. There was a simple delight in his kiss, a primal delight I wasn’t willing to give up.
I moaned into his mouth, tangled my fingers in his hair and pulled him closer. I needed more of him, more of what both men were giving me. My body was on fire, I was overcome from the sheer bliss of what was happening to me.
“Oh God,” I murmured against his lips, “I’m about—” I let out a cry of protest when Dev’s lips left mine. He tasted so good, so intoxicating and I wanted more of him. But even as I opened my mouth to complain, Jake slid his fingers free of me. “No!”
Sucking both fingers into his mouth, Jake gazed at me. “You climax when we’re ready for you to climax. Not before.”
“But that felt so good.” I sought comfort in Dev’s eyes, but found nothing but amusement.
“Poor baby,” he said. “We’re so cruel to you, aren’t we?”
“Yes,” I agreed. “You are.”
“It’s not as bad as all that,” he said, rolling fully on top of me. He reached into a flap at the crotch of his rubber suit and pulled his erect cock free. “Is it?” He parted my legs with his thigh and froze, poised at my entrance. “Well, is it?”
Eager for him to impale me, I shook my head. “No. You’re both wonderful.”
“Good girl.”
He drove into me with one smooth thrust.
Pure ecstasy descended on me with earth shattering force. My insides felt hot and slick as he withdrew and drove himself home a second time. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard,” he promised against my lips, matching words to action as he spoke.
I gripped the bed sheets in both hands and held on for dear life. I was driven toward the headboard with every penetration despite my handhold on the bed. The comforter was soft as silk beneath me, gentle against my skin as Dev drove me along its length with every possession.
Jake’s erect penis bobbed into view. He was so excited the head of his cock seemed twice its normal size.
Without question, Dev’s lips parted and encircled Jake’s cock. Wet, slurping sounds seeped from his lips as he worked to swallow Jake.
I gaped. I’d never seen them do this before. Dev was giving Jake head! Right in front of me.
Jake loomed over us, crouching on his knees with closed eyes as he lost himself to Dev’s ministrations. A moment later, though, Jake grasped Dev by the hair and pulled gently, releasing his cock from Dev’s lips.
“I want both of you to suck me,” Jake said.
Dev didn’t need any further prodding. As Jake bent over me, erection bobbing in my face, Dev began to run his tongue along the shaft. He seemed starved for this, so hungry for Jake’s cock I wondered if there really was a question who was Dom and who was sub in this relationship.
“Suck me, kitten,” Jake ordered. “I want to feel your mouth, both of your mouths on me. Worship my dick with your tongues.”
As Jake spoke, Dev thrust hard, rotated his hips, and released Jake long enough to grin down at me when
I moaned. He slipped a hand beneath my head, cradling it as he lifted. I found in this position my lips were pressed firmly to Jake’s cock, leaving me no choice but to comply with Jake’s demand.
Dev rocked inside of me and I darted my tongue out, let it glide over the surface of Jake’s skin.
Jake’s hips pumped. “More,” he instructed.
Careful to keep my teeth tucked under my lips, I nibbled him. His hips bucked in response, making my tongue glide over his hardness. When I ran my tongue over the heated flesh, he let out a small sigh. So I licked faster, found that if I licked the underside of his erection my tongue came into direct contact with Dev’s. When our tongues touched, a shudder ran through my body. We lapped at each other for luscious moments, and then returned our attention to Jake.
Dev continued his merciless possession of me. Driving into me so hard and fast, my toes curled. I could feel his thrusts in my quim, in my stomach, and the delicious sensations all over.
“That’s enough, Dev,” Jake said, panting. He eased back and out of our reach. They locked eyes, then without question, Dev levered himself up until he was crouching between my thighs, his hips rocking continually against me.
“Dev fucking you good, baby?” Jake asked, staring down at me.
Dev drew back and descended again, sending my body into ripples of pure rapture. Even as he withdrew, my stomach trembled. My quim clenched and I could feel something powerful uncoiling inside of me.
Dev clasped my ankles and hoisted them to his shoulders, changing the angle so every penetration was deeper than before.
“I know that feels good,” Dev told Jake. “Doesn’t it kitten?”
I couldn’t answer. My body bucked of its own accord, trembled every time Dev drove in to the very depths of me. My head rocked back and forth and I cried out, desperate for release.
“I’ll have to try that on you later,” Jake said, eyes devouring me as he spoke to Dev. “She’s losing her mind.”
“How ‘bout I do it to you? Nothing wrong with being fucked when it feels that good. Isn’t that right kitten?”
He drove in deep and pulsed, sending the sensations descending on me double time. No longer able to control myself, I screamed. When that did nothing to ease the tension, I forced a fist into my mouth and bit down.
“Ease back, Dev. I don’t want her to come yet.”
Though Dev curled his lip and looked mutinous, he drew back and slowed his thrusts. The pleasure eased to a far more manageable level, and I cried out in adamant protest.
“No, Dev. Don’t stop. Please.”
“I love it when you beg,” Dev said, grinning wickedly. “Now tell me how much you love my dick.”
I was positively crazed with the need for release, desperate for a completion to the maddening waves roiling through me. “I love your dick, Dev. Please, do me harder.”
Dev looked at Jake, eyebrow raised.
Jake refocused his attention on me. Eyes simmering with lust, he straddled me, then pressed his bobbing cock to my lips. “You don’t cum, until I cum. Understand?”
Dear God, this had to be a joke. How on earth could I concentrate on Jake when Dev was making me feel so wonderful? Already I was near tears with my need for release. I didn’t think I could hold back much longer.
“Can’t I come just once?”
Jake gave me a disapproving frown. “You come before I give you permission and the next time we fuck you will be two weeks from now.”
Now he was being cruel. Nevertheless, I didn’t see that I had a choice. “I won’t,” I said.
“Better not.” Saying this, Jake slid into my mouth. “Swallow me, Stella,” he murmured. “Every inch.”
I felt his huge cockhead glide over my tongue and knew if I didn’t swallow I was likely to gag. Eagerly, I spread my mouth in welcome, swallowed hard until I could feel him deep in the back of my throat.
“That’s a good girl,” Jake said, approvingly. “Does it taste good?”
I nodded, then groaned in pleasure. Even as the tension built inside me, the need of release becoming a constant throb between my legs, I gloried in every new sensation. The feeling of being filled by both men at the same time was nearly too much, as was the press of Jake’s rubber-clad thighs against my face as he slid deeper into the warmth of my mouth.
I lay prone on my back, overcome by my need to submit sexually to these men who’d become my lovers. The visual thrill of Jake’s complete dominance as he settled his weight on his legs, sent a bone-deep thrill coursing through me. Even as I stared adoringly at him, he clasped me at the wrists and pinioned my hands to the bed over my head. I had to fight to maintain my equilibrium as a fresh wave of erotic helplessness descended on me.
Jake withdrew from my mouth, eyes pinning me as thoroughly as his body was. “You love this, don’t you?”
A desperate sigh wheezed from between my compressed lips, and I figured that was all the answer Jake needed.
“Slower, Dev. She’s a dominance junkie. Touch her clit and she’ll explode.”
Before Jake finished talking, Dev slowed the pace. He rocked against me slow, slid easily within my depths then glided out.
Despite the fact that he was doing his damnedest to prolong this experience, I doubted it would help. Jake slid into my mouth as Dev plunged deep. The movements were so perfect, felt so good I nearly climaxed. But I fought against the urge, wrestled against the intense need to simply let go and ride the waves of bliss I knew were hovering just out of reach.
Jake thrust hard and fast, eager for satisfaction. I didn’t doubt he was well aware that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t hold on much longer. Compounding the problem, though Dev had initially slowed his pace, gradually his thrusts were becoming deeper, his breathing less controlled. He heaved a sigh with every penetration, sucked in air as he withdrew. His moans matched my own in volume, if not intensity.
He loosed my ankles and wrapped his arms around my knees, clenching my legs to his body as he drove deeper, thrust harder.
I cried out as the sensation built and my orgasm danced closer. I would have been rocked back by the force of Dev’s thrusts if Jake’s weight wasn’t anchoring me to the bed firmly beneath him.
Seeming to sense Dev’s struggle for control, Jake released my arms, twisted his torso so he could face Dev, then clasped Dev by the hair, dragging him roughly forward.
Like a man starved for sustenance, Dev sucked Jake’s waiting tongue hungrily into his mouth and feasted. He moaned against Jake’s lips while he thrust into me, tasting Jake even as he pounded an erotic cadence into my very core.
“Have to come,” he breathed into Jake. “Let me come, Jake. This is so fucking good. Can’t wait.”
Jake released Dev and turned his attention to the writhing, gasping form beneath him—me.
Nails digging into his knees, teeth planted firmly against my lips, I was doing everything I could to hold off my release.
The only one of us still functioning like a reasoning human was Jake. He took hold of my arms and pinned them to the bed again. Though his emerald eyes were glassy with what I took to be repressed desire and his lips trembled when he spoke, Jake maintained iron control over himself.
“I’m going to let Dev come,” he said calmly, “but that doesn’t mean anything’s changed for you. You don’t come until I do.”
The air hiccupped from Dev when Jake plunged into my mouth and said, “Come, Dev.”
With a series of low moans and savage grunts, Dev drove into me fast and hard as a piston. Fire danced along my vaginal channel as sensations came at me double time. He growled through every possession, groaned every time he drew back.
With a primal roar, Dev climaxed. At the same moment, Jake spilled creamy semen into my mouth. I lapped at it like a greedy kitten, swallowed every drop.
I compressed my lips against Jake’s cock as something decadent uncoiled inside of me. The heat that had been forming within, the sensations that had been threatening all night,
let go. The climax that had been dancing just out of reach descended on me with such force that I nearly bucked Jake off of me.
Orgasm churned in my stomach, the delicious thrill of completion settling on me so thoroughly I wanted to cry. I rocked beneath the force, struggled against Dev’s iron grip as he gritted out his own completion.
Only when I was returned to earth did I realize that Jake hadn’t given me the order to come.
Chapter Three
3/6/05 2:27 a.m.
Though the fire in the hearth was dying, it still provided enough light for me to see by. I was lying in the crook of Dev’s body. His thigh was tangled with mine, but his fingers were laced with Jake’s. Jake lay in front of me, eyes wide and staring.
Sometime after we’d gone to bed I’d begun to think of Dev’s dilemma again. I felt horrible for Dev. I couldn’t believe a father could excommunicate his own child. Though I had agreed to attend the wedding under duress, the idea of standing at Dev’s side when he went to Virginia was beginning to hold more and more appeal for me. Even if things went well, he’d need emotional support. Seeing his father again after so many years was bound to bring a myriad of unsettling emotions rushing to the surface. Though he was sexy as hell, Dev was still only human and bound by the same human emotions that governed all of us.
The more I thought about it, the more pleased I was that they’d thought me an adequate alternative to Jake.
“Stella?”
Pulled from my thoughts, I gazed into Jake emerald eyes. “Yeah?”
“Two things. First, have you been seeing anyone other than me and Dev?”
The question had caught me so off guard that I snorted. Seeing anyone other than them? The question was laughable in the extreme. “When would I have the time? Between work and the two of you I’ve spent the last few weeks exhausted.”
Behind me, Dev chuckled. “Good.”
Jake levered himself up on an elbow and wet his lips. When he began with, “You know how much we enjoy being with you, Stella,” I knew something bad was coming.
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