“Fuck off!” I snapped at him, slapping his hand away that was squeezing my breast, and I groaned when Tyson hit the shower caddy off the wall trying to move in the cramped space, knocking down the soaps and shampoo.
“There are two other showers in the house. Out!” I snarled at them.
“But none have a Lucy in them,” Ace purred, tugging me to him while I tried to escape his clutches so I could bend down and grab the soap. I snatched the soap and shampoo bottle off the ground, only to be held down by hands on my shoulders.
“Well, while you’re down there….” Ace purred, smacking me in the face with his cock.
“Go on, be a love and get on it,” Ace said, thrusting his hips at my face, and I bit the head of his cock when he pushed me back down, smacking me with his hardened cock again.
“Oh, I don’t mind a bit of teeth. I will take any attention in the schlong region,” Ace purred, gripping my hair and tugging it. I glared up at him.
“No. I got your sloppy seconds last time,” Tyson snarled.
“Paper, scissors, rock ya for her,” Ace said as if I had no say in this.
I growled as I gripped Tyson’s hip, hauling myself up between them. “I will paper scissor rock you to get the fuck out of my shower,” I snapped at them.
“I make you a deal. You get a free pass if you get out of the shower,” Ace taunted, gripping my hips in his giant hands. Tyson chuckled as I squirmed between them, only for Tyson to press against my back, sandwiching me between them.
“You two are impossible.”
“No, I would say I am rather easy,” Ace retorted, pressing his cock against my stomach. Tyson hummed in agreement, pressing his lips to my shoulder.
Ace suddenly turns, washing or rather playing with himself. I shook my head at him, turning away from him. Tyson growled at him, wanking himself and hogging all the hot water and I glare at Ace for the assumption.
“What? I am just heating up her dinner,” he said. I elbowed him when Tyson’s hand slipped between my thighs.
“Well, I’m playing with mine,” Tyson purred, his fingers circling my clit. I moaned softly.
“And you think you’re not easy?” Tyson growled at my sudden mood change as my arousal perfumed the room. Stupid bond.
“Easily mine,” Ace taunted, shoving his finger inside me from behind, and I pressed against him, losing all track of my thoughts.
“Ah fuck, dinner’s served then,” I growled, gripping Tyson’s shoulders and shoving him to his knees. Tyson chuckled, hoisting my leg over his shoulder, and I leaned back against Ace, whose lips went to my neck.
Goddess, Tyson had really gotten good at this in just a year. Ace moved behind me. I leaned my head back until it pressed against the cold tiles. He shifted, making himself more comfortable as his tongue delved right into my slit.
He slurped, lips moving against my clit as he devoured me.
Ace stopped cleaning himself and moved closer, almost pushing me over in the small space. His cock pressed against my back, and he growled softly, nipping at my neck as I was stuck in an endless moan from Tyson’s torments.
“Hey, who said you get to have all the fun?” Ace whined.
Tyson didn’t answer. He just removed one leg from my thigh long enough to flip Ace off and worked his tongue around my clit, almost sucking it into his mouth.
My legs threatened to buckle, and I grabbed onto his shoulders for support. Ace refused to be left out, and he licked on the skin below my ear, grazing it with his teeth. “Fuck, I love hearing you cry out,” Ace growled, grinding his dick into my back.
His spicy scent enveloped me, and I leaned against him, turning my face to his, my nose trailing across his throat. My mouth watered. I parted my lips, sucking on his skin. “Please,” I pleaded with a whimper. I wanted to taste him, to have his blood filling my mouth when I was pushed over by the edge by Tyson’s newly developed talents.
Ace laughed and gripped the back of my neck. He pushed my face into his neck. “Go ahead, baby,” he cooed. “If that’s what you want, but in return, you’re going to let me fill that pussy of yours.”
I would agree to anything at that point, even with being filled with pups. The desire for his blood was too strong. I wanted to be closer to him, to both of them, than I had been in ages.
I required no more prompting. I bit deep into him, letting my fangs sink into his skin. He hissed at the sharp pain but didn’t pull away. The spice of his blood hit my tongue, and I moaned aloud.
“Heh, looks like I’m winning,” Ace teased with a grin, his fingernails scraping my scalp. “She moans loudest for me.” he taunts Tyson.
Tyson made the risky maneuver of lifting both hands off my thighs long enough for him to offer a double bird before he growled deep in his throat and stuck a questing finger up my pussy as he continued to tease and torment my clit with tongue and lips.