At his words, the tight coil of need inside of me breaks free. Sabre’s holding his cock towards my mouth and I open for him, without a moment of hesitation. His warm, spicy, unique flavor fills my mouth and I moan with the pleasure. I release him and flatten my tongue out using it to lick along the hardened vein that is throbbing. I lick all the way to the top and then dive into the crevice on his head, gaining more of his pre-cum and savoring it. I repeat the action but along the side of his cock this time; licking him as if he were my favorite ice cream cone and I’m trying to get every drop before it melts. I’m so intent on Sabre that I didn’t notice Latch get behind me. I feel his rough hands rub my ass and knead it in his strong hands. The effect is almost too much. I look up at Sabre and his eyes are all on me. I suck him down to the root as my excitement amps up. Latch’s fingers brush the lips of my *. The very tips of his fingers slide between them and graze my opening. I widen my knees to offer him better access like a mindless animal in heat. I am. God, I’m so hot right now and dying to be filled. I never imagined sex could be like this. Elemental, hot, and all lust…this is fucking. This is totally different from anything Sabre and I do together and maybe that’s good. Because, it should be different with Latch involved.
Latch’s fingers slide into me at the same exact time Sabre’s fingers tease one of my nipples. He rolls it between his finger and thumb, pulling on it until that moment where there’s pain, but it’s oh so good. Latch is slowly fucking me with his fingers and I thrust against it, tightening my * against the entry, trying to hold them inside. I’m so absorbed in the sensations bombarding at me, that when the first hard slap against my ass connects, I cry out loud. My scream comes out garbled because my mouth is full of Sabre. I slowly release him and look into his eyes as Latch spanks me again, and again. Each slap is hard, and I can feel the fiery heat against my skin. My eyes sting from the intense pain, and I’m waiting for that point. That point where the pain slowly morphs into pleasure. Sabre is watching me closely, stroking his cock the entire time. That’s even hotter than what Latch is doing to me. Eventually, though, I feel it; that moment when I need more of a sting, more of what Latch is giving me. My cream is sliding down my legs. I’m thrusting up, seeking more contact and riding nothing but air; still needing more. I whimper as Sabre grabs my hair and pushes my mouth down on his cock. He resumes playing with my breast and over the rushing blood in my ears I hear his command.
“Now, Latch. You can taste her.”
The intense way he says it is almost enough to set me off. I’m caught up in the different pleasures zooming through my body that I’m unprepared when I feel Latch’s mouth against my *. Sabre stands up, taking his cock from me, but I don’t have time to protest because he pushes me away from him, until I’m sitting up, straddling Latch’s head.
“Ride him, Peaches. Fuck his face and ride him hard and take your pleasure,” Sabre urges me—right before taking my hair roughly in his hands and pulling my mouth to his cock again. I grind against Latch’s so hard, I’m probably smothering him. Rotating my hips, riding his tongue and hell, I think even his nose. Latch’s hands push into my ass cheeks which are still stinging, and he lets his fingers bite into them, adding to my need. Then he takes control of my movements, angling them just enough to make me feel like I’m about to explode. I brace myself on Sabre’s thighs, letting my hands hold him tightly as he continues fucking my mouth while I’m riding Latch.
Eventually, Sabre pulls me off of his cock and I look at him through eyes that are hazy with lust. I’m so near to coming, just another second and I know I’ll tumble over the edge.
“Are you close, Peaches?”
“God, yes,” I groan as Latch’s tongue lashes against my clit. I try to bear down on his face. He uses his hold on me so that doesn’t happen. I grunt out in defeat. “Are you frustrated, sweetheart? Does that greedy little cunt need to come because you’ve got two men in here dying to fuck you?” He asks and I can’t stop a growl that breaks free.
“Sabre let me come, damn it. Let me come,” I huff. My head tips back in pleasure as Latch continues to tongue fuck me and eat out my * but never giving me enough or in the right spot to carry me over the edge.
“Are you sorry for making us worry now, Peaches? Do you see why it’s important to let me know what you’re doing? How much you’re loved and wanted?”
Tears sting my eyes, and it’s not just because of being denied my pleasure. It’s the words. Loved and wanted. I am. For the first time in my life, I am—and by two amazing men. I’ve always known Latch felt that way, but I’ve tried to hide from it because I can’t give him what he needs. I was afraid to dream that Sabre felt that way. So the tears fall, and I let them.
“I’m sorry, Sabre. I promise never to worry you, either of you again like that. Please, sweetheart.”
He growls and pulls me off of Latch, and I cry in protest. I was so close. I’m on the edge and ready to break into a million pieces. I just need one touch. One touch will send me over. I reach down to do it myself, but I don’t get the chance.
“It’s my * now, Peaches. All mine. I’ll tell it when to come, I’ll tell it how to come. You gave it to me. Remember?” Sabre questions.
“Yes!” I cry out, thinking his punishment may kill me.
He turns me around, yet again, my back to his front. The warmth of his body envelopes me as we slowly slide to the floor. He kisses on my shoulder, bites on the tender skin of my neck and follows an invisible trail up to my ear. His hands wrap in my hair again, harder this time, more intense. He pulls it back and his breath is against my ear.
“You are mine. Every fucking, single inch of you is mine. Do not ever get that shit confused, Annie.”
“I won’t…I couldn’t.” I tell him, gasping as his hands cup my soaked *.
“You be a good little girl and suck Latch’s cock and make him come. You owe him that. So, I’m giving him that. Not you, me. You see the difference, Annie.”