“I like being fought over.” The two men faced off on either side of the bed. Naked. “Oh, my.” I glanced from one perfect body to the other. They were of similar height, but Knox was broader through the torso. Both well muscled—very well muscled— but Jed was leaner. Both had a smattering of red hair on their chests that tapered into a line at their navels, then drifted lower to a thatch at the base of their very long, very thick, um… members.
“Like what you see?” Jed asked.
I swallowed. “I know they’re supposed to go inside me, but how?”
Clenching my inner walls, I remembered the feel of Knox’s finger slipping inside of me. That hadn’t been bad. On the contrary. I’d wanted him to go deeper.
Knox reached out, grabbed my hand and yanked me up onto my knees. He swung about, dropped onto his back where I’d just been, the bed creaking in duress, then pulled me back on top of him. I pressed into every hard, bare inch of him. He grinned at me as his hands came about my waist.
“How?” he asked, adjusting me so I straddled his thighs before gripping the base of his member so it stood straight up and brushed my belly. “Climb on and take me for a ride.”
“Fine,” Jed grumbled. “You take her first, but I claim her ass when it’s time.”
My bottom clenched at his words, remembering the feel of Knox’s finger circling and pressing… there.
I looked over at Jed. He, too, was stroking himself and I saw a pearly drop of fluid slip from the slit at the top.
“Let’s get you ready, sweets.” Knox easily lifted me so I was leaning forward.
“Ready? How?”
“Get you all soft for me and relaxed for me.”
“I am relaxed. I don’t think I’ve ever been more relaxed,” I countered, taking assessment of my loose limbs, my calmed mind. Jed had made me come—as he’d called it—with his mouth and I’d never known a sweeter pleasure. I wanted it again. And again.
Knox grinned with something akin to wicked pride.
“I’m big and I don’t want to hurt you. Getting you nice and soft, your pussy all swollen and wet will make it easier.”
I had heard it hurt the first time and I had to assume they knew what they were doing in these things. No, I didn’t assume. They’d proven their abilities quite well so far. If they could make me feel that exquisite pleasure again, I would do whatever they said, although I wasn’t going to tell them that.
“How?”
“By letting me have a taste of your pussy. Jed’s got your flavor on his tongue, but I don’t.”
“Wha—?” I didn’t get the whole word out before I was lifted up and lowered right over Knox’s head, my lower legs on either side of his shoulders, my inner thighs brushing his beard. I saw a quick grin before being lowered me down right onto his mouth.
“Oh, my god,” I breathed as he latched on to my tender flesh.
“Her pussy’s perfect, isn’t it?” I heard Jed ask.
Knox made a sound that vibrated across my… pussy.
Oh, god, I was sitting on his face!
I was going to come again, just as Jed said. Where he’d been gentle and tender, Knox was voracious, as if he’d waited too long for his turn.
It mattered not to me that they took to the same task in two different ways. My only t
hought was that they were both able to finish me in the exact same, perfect way. I grabbed the brass headboard to hold onto as I rocked my hips, moving them to eke the most pleasure from Knox’s mouth. With his hands on my hips in a tight hold, I couldn’t move much. When he gave my bottom a little pinch, I startled.
“Don’t move,” Knox said, looking up at me from between my legs. “I’ll give you what you need.”
It didn’t take long for him to do so. My breath caught, my muscles tightened, my thighs quivered. My inner walls pulsed and clenched, ready for Knox to fill me. It was that need along with the ruthless intent of his tongue that had me tossing my head back and crying out his name. Over and over. I didn’t care if the neighbors heard. For once, I was being the naughty one and I had two men who seemed to like me that way.
I wilted and was thankful for Knox’s sure grip. Catching my breath was difficult and brushing my hair out of my face took too much work. And so I let Knox move me down his body, my pussy sliding over every hard inch of his chest and belly before bumping into the broad head of his cock.
My hands released the headboard and sat upon Knox just as he’d wanted, a rider on a stallion.