The sensations are stacking up brick by brick, building another massive orgasm inside my body, another temple of mindless bliss.
“Ruger, show her what that pussy looks like when it’s getting stretched by my cock,” Ellery mindspeaks.
Instantly, Ruger’s mouth unlatches from my breast, and my mind’s eye is filled with his perspective as he looks between my swinging breasts and shows me my swollen slit. My pussy is a sopping, creamy mess around Ellery’s thick cock, which has a bright sheen of my cum on it. I see him pull back and feel the associated thrill of that dick-drag darting up my spine.
I’ve never watched myself get fucked before.
“See how wet you are? Think we can make her come again, Ruger?” Ellery asks.
Inside my head, I watch Ruger’s thick, tattooed fingers reach out, and I tense in delicious anticipation just before his thumb swipes over my clit.
Fuck.
I buck back against Ellery, who digs his fingers deeper into my hips. “You like that, baby?”
“Yesssss.” The word comes out of me as a desperate hiss because I’m currently struggling to breathe, to think, to do anything other than feel a vicious sense of need. It snarls through me, the most beautiful, raging, merciless desire.
Ruger sends me an image of his fingers pinching my clit, but before they even get there, I’ve detonated. The very thought alone had the power to send me.
I clench on Ellery’s cock, my pussy contracting as an orgasm bowls me over, making me sag against the dresser, nerves sparking, breath coming in short, tiny bursts.
“You’re taking my cock so well, baby.” Ellery soothes me through my aftershocks.
I fold my arms over one another and I rest my forehead on them while I catch my breath. After a minute, I glance back up.
“Worth the wait?” Ellery’s proud gaze tells me he already knows the answer to that question, but I nod anyway.
“Good. Then it’s my turn.”
My eyes widen and my mouth gapes in disbelief. “You didn’t come?” How is that fucking possible?
He gives a brisk laugh as he slowly slides out of me, careful to be gentle. That’s when I can see that his dick is still rock hard.
“I told you I was going to cum all over your tits and mark you with it,” he reminds me smugly.
I just blink because what the fuck? “Do shifters have better stamina than human men?” I ask, because it has to be asked.
“Let’s show her what stamina looks like, Ruger. I want her tits bouncing when I come on them.”
Ellery lowers his hand and helps his denmate up so that the other man can fuck me. I swallow hard at the sight of them naked and side by side, trying to imprint the image in my brain forever.
Ruger’s eyes rake over my body like fingernails, leaving sensitive trails along my skin.
His gaze is hot with lust. But when he meets my eyes in the mirror, he attempts to tamp down on his own emotions, and he laces his tone with concern. “You good for another round?”
“Ruger, it will be a cold day in hell before I’d say no to fucking you.”
His answering smile is wide, and he licks his lips, his gaze falling back to my body as he moves into place behind me. Fuck, I love how big he is.
“Warning. I like it rough,” he announces in the fucking sexy as hell growly voice they’re all so good at.
The taunting quip on my lips is instantly swallowed down when he reaches up and wraps my hair around his fist, pulling me so that my back arches, leaving only my hands still on the dresser.
“Reach down between your legs and put my cock inside you,” he orders before letting up on my hair enough so I can eagerly follow directions.
Ellery smirks as he moves to my side, his hand sliding up and down his shaft, using all my cum as lube.
When I reach back and grab Ruger’s cock to position it at my entrance, one of his hands starts caressing my ass. As I guide him inside me, that hand lifts and smacks down hard. The sting joins his hard thrust, and intense sensation barrels through me, leaving me gasping.
“Yes,” I breathe. Guys never want to be as rough with me as I like, but during sex, getting thrown around and held in position is so fucking hot. I meet his eyes in the mirror as he tries to judge the effect that swat had on me.
“More,” I urge.
I watch in sensual fascination as my sweet caretaker transforms into a wild caveman, taking what he needs from my body.
He ruts me ruthlessly for a minute, his thrusts so hard that I’m clamping down on the dresser so that I don’t slam face-first into the mirror.
Fuck. The impact vibrates up my spine, through me in ways that I didn’t even know were possible. So. Fucking. Good.
“I want your ass red with my marks. You tell me if it’s too much. But until then…” His hand crashes against my ass, and it feels like every drop of blood remaining in my body rushes to where we’re connected. The sensations there multiply and I moan, and mewl, and beg.
“That’s it, Noah. Take it,” Ellery encourages as he jacks his dick quicker.
Ruger drops his grip on my hair so he can swat my other ass cheek. I lose count of how many times he spanks me. All I know is I’m on fire in the best way, and my pussy is dripping around his thick shaft. Every delicious slap and thrust leads me closer to the edge until I’m dangling over a canyon of ecstasy. I’m holding onto a rope, just waiting for that moment when my muscles slip and I lose control.
All of a sudden, he’s reaching around me, those fingers strumming my clit as pain and pleasure clash together inside of me.
I burst apart just as Ellery shouts, “Yes,” and a hot stream of cum splashes sideways across my chest.
Consumed by my own orgasm, I can’t even watch his, though I’m certain Ruger sees it. Because the minute his denmate’s done, his hand is at my back, pressing me forward. “Bend down and let Ellery smear his cream across your tits. I’m going to cum on your ass, love.”
The sheriff’s hands shoot out, massaging my heaving breasts as Ruger fucks me so hard that my feet slide a bit across the carpet. Unlike the feral look of the man in the mirror, the expression on Ellery’s face has relaxed. He’s intensely focused as he paints his cum across my writhing body.
“This pussy was made for me,” Ruger growls.
I feel myself start to contract again around his cock, another orgasm hovering right after the first.
Is it possible to die from too much pleasure, because I might be there…and what a way to go!
Ellery’s fingers slowly drag across my nipples like they’re works of art. He coats each one in cum until they’re completely glazed, dripping. And then he leans forward and sucks on one.
I gasp as I fly headlong into bliss.
Ruger grunts and pulls roughly out of me, his hand flying to his cock as my body starts to go limp. I have just enough strength to hold myself in place as I watch Ruger spray his seed all over my ass.
Then I crumple into a heap as both men fingerpaint their scents onto my skin. Boneless and more sated than I ever thought possible, I marvel at how much I like it.
If there was any doubt left in my mind about these men, it was just fucked out of me.
They’re mine.
And holy fuck…I’m theirs.
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