They’re the same age but I swear Clay is more mature. He’s the one who controls both of us. The one who makes this work rather than me.
I’m the frosting between the cookies, sure. But Clay is so much more than that. He’s our leader.
He’s the alpha. I bend to his will and it’s exactly what I need.
“Clay,” I whimper, my body lighting up with the need for him. For them.
He grabs hold of my arms and pins them behind my back with one hand then his other hand lifts my chin. “Answer me when I ask you a question, princess. What is this special occasion?”
I puff out my lip and growl. “I wanted to wait but fine! I’m pregnant.”
Both men stare at me and then as one, they grab hold of me, hugging me so tight I can’t breathe.
“Oof! I need to breathe, guys!” They back up but the shit-eating grins on their faces don’t dim by one iota. “I’m guessing you guys are happy about this?”
“Couldn’t be happier!” Sully grins and hugs me again, his dick jerking in his jeans.
I lift an eyebrow. “I’m pretty sure you could be happier.”
“That comes later, baby.” I put my fingers over his lips before he can say it again.
“Don’t say it again, Sully. I want you right now but I swear if you say that again, I might not.”
“What about me?” Clay lifts me up in his arms and I wrap my legs around his firm abdomen, clinging like a monkey. He slides me down until I feel the heavy ridge of his cock pushing between my legs, right where I need him. My pussy thrums with desire and I moan, rocking against him, feeling his cock hit my exposed pussy.
“I want you inside me, Clay. Right now.”
An evil grin tugs at his lips. “That doesn’t work for me, little one. I’m the one who says when you get what you need. Not you. Now you be a good girl and get down on that bed.”
I slide to the floor and start to slip the strap down my shoulder. His hand stops me. “No. You leave that on, baby girl. We’ll work around it.”
Shivers wrack me when his rough voice deepens. “Now get on that bed. No more stalling.”
I back away from him, enjoying the light that brightens his eyes. He loves to stalk me. Loves to be in control.
His hand reaches out and pushes me lightly to the bed. Then both men start throwing clothes off left and right. It’s like a blizzard of clothes.
Sully moves to my head even as Clay pulls me until my legs dangle off the bed. He lifts one leg and kisses his way up it until he’s so close to my lower lips that I can feel his warm breath dance across the sensitive skin.
Then he drops that leg around his broad shoulders and moves to the other leg. Kisses up so close that I can almost feel his mouth close around my clit. My hips move restlessly and I whimper low in my throat.
I drop my hands to his head and try pushing him closer to where I need him but he immediately stops. “Move those hands back, baby.”
I drop them to my sides and feel my juices leaking out onto the bed. “I need you, Clay. Please.”
“And you’ll have me. When I say you will.”
He drops to his knees and wraps my legs around his neck. His mouth drops little kisses on my thighs and belly until I can’t breathe from want.
His hot breath tickles my lower lips and then his mouth closes around them, sucking them into his mouth and then rolling them around. Moaning, I shiver and shake.
He leans in closer and then his tongue pushes between my folds, licking long and slow, up and down, torturing me. “Please. I need it. I need it so bad,” I wail, gripping the silky sheets until I hear fabric shredding.
“Do something with her mouth, Sully. I can’t think when she’s making all that noise,” Clay laughs.
Sully’s long fingers reach out and pull my head to the side. His hand jacks his dick slow and steady and my mouth waters at the pearly drop of precum on the tip. “Open up, baby. Let’s see what you can do with this.”
I open my mouth and he drives his thick cock inside me a little at a time, thrusting back and forth until I’m gagging, deep-throating him.