“She’s so good,” he growls, hands wandering up my body as he fucks me. “I told him you’d be sofuckingperfect, Blair. Holy shit.” He keens when Rook reaches up to tug on his hair, drawing his mouth away from me so he can slam their mouths together hard enough I can hear a click of teeth.
I can’t help but watch. I don’t think I could do anything elsebutwatch the two of them devour each other on the spot as Oliver fucks me. Rook’s other hand leaves my body, since he doesn’t need to hold me anymore, and wraps around Oliver’s hip to urge him forward, welcoming him to thrust even deeper into me.
A soft whine leaves my lips, though I don’t know if it’s protest or encouragement. Either way it draws their attention, and Rook turns to catch my lips this time, giving Oliver the perfect opportunity to fasten his teeth in my skin, at the juncture between my neck and shoulder.
He bites down, and Iscreaminto Rook’s mouth. His reaction is just to laugh, however, his lips curling against mine as hedrinks in every soft, pained noise I make as Oliver leaves a mark in my skin.
“I’m gonna come,” Oliver pants, fisting his hand in my hair as Rook’s falls free. “Fuckingperfect, gorgeous girl. I’m going to come so deep in your pussy you’ll be dripping for days. Don’t you fucking move, ohfuckdon’t you move.” I can’t, which he doesn’t seem to consider, and finally after a few more thrusts, he buries himself deep inside me and presses his body flush to mine.
The fact that I haven’t come yet barely registers in my own brain, so I doubt Oliver is thinking about it, either. And it isn’t until he pulls back, leaving me empty, that I realize maybe,maybe, I’m not done.
Oliver tugs on me, guiding me into his lap as he falls backward onto the bed. I end up with my face against his stomach, lips grazing his skin.
Though it doesn’t register until Rook’s fingers find my hips why we’re in this position.
“You can take me, too,” Rook assures me, when I make a small noise of hesitation. “Look at you, so wrecked already. You can absolutely take me, too. I wish you could see yourself. Dripping Oliver’s cum and your cunt begging for more. Look at you.” I feel his length brush my slit seconds before he slides in as deeply as he can.
“Ready to beg for it, aren’t you, my sick little puppy?” He holds me in place, and when I try to sit up, he grabs both of my hands and pins them behind me so I can’t go anywhere at all. He’s quieter than Oliver, who finally sits up enough to drag his fingers through my hair and watch Rook thrust into me.
He’s slower, as well, though every thrust is as deep as possible and makes me see stars.
“I’m going to come,” I whine, shuddering under Oliver’s fingers in my hair. “Fuck, I’m going to come—”
“Not yet, you aren’t,” Rook sighs in contentment, finally letting go of my arms. “Don’t get up. Don’t make me pin you there.” I try anyway, only for his hand to find my spine and press. “I’ll give you this one, Love. But just this once. Don’t you come. Not until I tell you to.”
I shudder under him, body on edge. God, Ineedto come. “I can’t—”
“Yes, you can. You’ll wait until I tell you to.” He tugs on the tail, causing me to cry out, and I hear his soft chuckle behind me. “Not yet, Love. Don’t come yet.”
I wait, trying so hard not to come, that I’msobbinginto Oliver’s lap. My classmate comforts me with soft, sweet noises and his fingers in my hair. “You can do it,” he promises. “You’re so good, you look so amazing like this. Just behave for us and let us wreck you, baby.”
I shake my head, though I don’t know what I’m disagreeing with since I’m already in this position as it is.
“Thirty more seconds, Love,” Rook promises, just as his thrusts pick up until he’s slamming into me. I gasp, then shriek again when he continues to tug on the tail in time with his thrusts. “Good puppy. Good girl,” he says, encouraging me ever so sweetly. “Are you ready to come for me?”
“Yes!” I yelp, squirming on the sheets. “Yes, a thousand times yes—”
“Then fuckingbeg.” He snarls. “Beg me to come, Love.”
For some reason, it doesn’t even occur to me to hesitate. My lips fall open and I babble out a thousand pleas, a thousand variations of asking him to please,pleaselet me come because I need it so badly.
He laughs again, darkly, and strokes a hand down my spine. “That’s all I wanted. Come for me, my sick little puppy. Come for me while I fill you up.”
As if trained like the puppy they’re calling me, I come at his words. My eyes close hard, and he continues to stroke my hair as my body tenses around Rook’s cock as he fills me up like he’d said he would. For a few moments I’m sure I’ll pass out, but finally my orgasm finishes tearing through me, and instead, I go limp, my weight falling more completely against Oliver.
“Good girl,” Rook praises, gently easing out of my body. “You’re so good. Don’t move for me, darling. Just stay still.” With a hand on my hip, he slowly slides the tail plug out of me, causing me to whimper. “So good. Now you just need to let us take care of you.”
Chapter 24
“What?” I finally ask, trying to blink away the fog that threatens to put me right to sleep after such mind blowing sex.
“You heard me,” Rook replies, getting to his feet. He goes to the bathroom with the tail, and when he comes back, it’s with a dark, damp towel in his hands. “Can you roll over for me? Let me clean you up, darling?”
“This is… weird?” I ask the ceiling, doing what he asks as he runs a towel over my inner thighs. “Like this just feels really strange. Why are you being so nice to me?” Then I watch as Rook cleans himself up as well, and gives the towel to Oliver, before he throws it back into the bathroom and comes to sit on the bed once more.
“This is aftercare,” Oliver says, shifting to sit at the head of the bed. I’m notparticularlysore, exactly. Though I feel like I could be. “Don’t tell me you’ve never had aftercare before.”
“No,” I admit, shrugging one shoulder as Oliver tugs me up beside him. Rook moves to sit beside me, one leg outstretchedand the other knee raised, so his foot is propped on the bed while he studies me.