Amanda whimpered, and the sound was music to my ears as she tried to shift in my grip, to rub her eager little clit against me and find relief. But she couldn’t have it, not yet. Not without both of her mates inside her.
“Fuck her, Rav. Now.”
* * *
Amanda
I was sprawled across Grigg’s hard chest in some kind of reclined chair, his cock so deep and thick I felt like I was going to die if he didn’t move. Grigg’s hands grabbed my bottom, spreading me wide.
“Fuck her, Rav. Now.”
“Yes! God, yes! Fucking hurry. Hurry. Hurry.” I wiggled and shifted my hips, trying to press my clit to Grigg’s rock-hard abs, but he denied me, holding me so tightly that I couldn’t move at all, I could only feel.
And wait.
God, the wait was going to kill me.
“Hold still, Amanda.” Grigg’s voice was a deep throaty vibration that just made me hotter, more desperate. Squeezing my thighs, I lifted myself off his cock just enough to slam down again with a groan of satisfaction, ignoring my mate’s command.
“Rav!”
Grigg’s released my ass and I celebrated my victory, lifting myself and fucking him again until his hard palm came down on my sensitive bottom. Smack!
“What did I tell you, Amanda?”
What did he tell me? All I could think about was his cock. “I don’t know.”
“Your pleasure is mine. Your pussy is mine. Don’t move your pussy, mate. I told you to hold still.”
“No. No. No.” I whimpered the words and Grigg’s hand landed with a quick bite of pain on the other side.
The heat rolled through me and I stilled, not because I was avoiding another spanking, but because at long last, Rav touch
ed me.
He spread the lube around my ass with first one finger, plunging deep as I whimpered and moaned, desperate for more, desperate for them to fill me up and fuck me. Their fingers, the plugs, had all worked and I was ready for Rav's cock.
Patiently Rav worked two fingers inside and what felt like a third. The stretching sensation was painful for a moment, the burning a familiar ache that added to the chaos of sensation stampeding through my body, through the collars, through Grigg’s cock and Rav’s thundering heartbeat. I felt it all. I needed it all.
“Please.”
I nearly sobbed with relief when I felt the plump head of Rav’s cock press forward slowly. Grigg’s hands returned to my ass, pulling my cheeks apart, opening me up for Rav’s possession. Knowing that my mates were going to take me, fuck me, fill me somehow made me hotter, wetter, closer to release.
God, how far down the dark path had I traveled?
The thought was fleeting as Rav pressed forward still, past the slight resistance of my inner muscle, then slowly worked his way into me, filling me completely.
I was stuffed, filled with two cocks, my ass burning from Grigg’s spanking and my mind empty and waiting. I belonged to these men, my mates, and I would give them anything they wanted, anything they needed.
They were mine.
The connection, the bond through the collars was intense, our arousal and pleasure a bright and fierce circle, swirling up and up.
“Fuck her, Rav, slowly,” Grigg growled.
Rav pulled halfway out of my ass, then slid back in. I whimpered, panting, so close to the edge. The feel of both of them, of two cocks, hot and thick, filling and claiming me was too much.
“I won’t last long.”