My mouth fell open slightly, not sure what to say. He’d gone from earnest to all dommy in the matter of seconds.
“I think we need to spank that sass out of her,” King said.
His tone matched Wilder’s, but the wink had me relaxing. It was time to play. As they liked to say, thank fuck.
“Get over my bed, princess, ass out,” Wilder commanded. “Present yourself.”
His words raised goose bumps on my arms as I stood, did as he wanted. The blanket was cool at first against my skin, but when I arched my back, stuck my bottom out, I heated right up, knowing they could see all of me.
I heard them move, stand, felt their palms cupping my bottom.
Spank.
I gasped, went up on my toes. It wasn’t all that hard, the swat, but the heat of it quickly spread. Everywhere. I was wet. I’d been wet since the library. My pussy was dripping with eagerness to be filled with their big cocks. My ass did still have King’s cum slipping from it, but I liked it. I liked having that feeling of being well-fucked, the cum to prove it, to know they were mine. Only mine.
Spank.
“We’re going to spank this ass, then we’re going to fuck it. And your pussy.”
I wiggled my hips in eagerness.
Spank.
“It’s time to claim you, princess. Make you ours once and for all,” Wilder said. “If King took your ass earlier, it’s my turn.”
I turned my head, looked over my shoulder at the two of them. So big, so virile. While they’d spanked me, they’d opened their jeans, pulled their cocks out. By the size of them, they couldn’t fit in their pants any longer.
“I’m like a toy, being shared back and forth.”
They both grinned.
“Yup, full of sass,” King commented. A hand, which I assumed was his, slid down and over my pussy, the fingers slipping over my folds, then upward to my ass, still sensitive from his cock earlier. “Full of my cum, too.” His hand moved away, then spanked me.
I hissed out a breath and groaned, not just from the stinging pleasure of the spanking, but how he spoke of what we’d done.
“Spanking, then fucking,” he said.
“And princess, no more talking,” Wilder added. “All we want to hear out of you are our names and screams of pleasure. You have permission to come as often and as loud as you want.”
They spanked me then, although it wasn’t all that hard and all it did was sting and heat, sting and heat until I was quivering and eager.
Their hands fell away, then one returned, fingers slipping right into my pussy, finding my g-spot. I went from zero to sixty in one finger curl and I came. My fingers gripped the bedding and I tossed my head back, tensing. God, it was so good. Pleasure coursed through my veins. They were so, so skilled. They’d barely touched me and I’d come. They hadn’t even played with my clit. In the past, it had been impossible to do so without my fingers there, but now…with them? I just had to let go.
The hand pulled away and all of a sudden, I felt empty. I shivered, the sweat on my skin cooling, although my bottom was well-warmed. As I caught my breath, the bed dipped. Slowly, I opened my eyes, saw King, naked, sitting on the edge, his feet on the floor. His cock was curved, long and thick, toward his washboard abs.
“That was just a warmup, princess. Climb on my dick and take it for a ride.”
His pale hair was tussled from earlier; I was recognizing he ran his fingers through it when he was frustrated or mad. But it also made him look unkempt, as if he’d just spent the night fucking. I had a feeling we would be now, and that orgasm was just the start.
Pushing up, I stepped in front of him, put my knee up on the bed on one side of his hip. His hands moved to my waist to help me straddle him, hold me up until I had his cock beneath me, then lowered me down.
“You’re so big this way,” I breathed as he filled me up.
Our eyes were so close together I watched as they darkened with arousal just before he kissed me. Our tongues met, tangled, matched the motion of his cock in me. I rode him—his hands controlled my motions—until I was so hot and needy.
Breaking the kiss, he fell back onto the bed. Crooking his finger, I followed him down as we continued to kiss. My breasts pressed into his chest, my hips rocking slightly now because I had fabulous friction for my clit.
But it wasn’t just King who wanted in me. I heard the familiar flip top of the lube, felt the cool drizzle of it in the seam of my ass, then Wilder’s finger. “King got you all opened up earlier with his dick. Let’s make sure you’re ready to take both of us at the same time.”