Chapter 96 No more
“First,” Mordaine circled me, tugging at the ropes binding my body. “Your first time is not supposed to hurt. Knock that fear off your mind.”
He stopped, and my heart gave a sharp kick as our eyes met.
“Yes sir.”
“Breathe with me again, doll.” He leaned down and kissed my check. His hand was in my hair, sweeping the thick of it back in a gentle caress.
“Just like the last time,” Hale added, his voice coming from down between my legs. “Exhale with your mouth.”
He was caressing my calves, my legs, long strokes that made my muscles shiver every time he moved.
Leaning my face against Mordaine's abs, I chased his breathing till we were in sync.
“There you are,” he reached one hand down and clutched my breast.
I gasped.
He flattened his palm over my nipple and started to move in a tightening spiral, causing my body to shiver. “Keep breathing.”
Hale was simultaneously kissing my inner thighs, and after those multiple orgasms, every inch of my skin was electric with awareness.
Shivers snaked up from my nipple, tremors began wherever Hale pressed his soft, warm lips, and I struggled to keep breathing even as wetness bloomed under me.
“Here comes the fun part,” Mordaine whispered, and Hale tapped two fingers against my wet heat.
Mordaine stretched his free hand across my torso and pressed the round head of his massage gun against my lower thigh.
At first, I felt nothing.
Suddenly, there was a vibration. So light I doubted its realness for a few seconds. But then my muscles were unknotting, my thigh relaxing and falling downward even though it was bound back.
My moans were throaty, shameless, loud.
Hale's fingers were pushing into me, sending tingling jolts up my belly.
“Are you forgetting to breathe?” Mordaine moved his massage gun to my opposite thigh.
“No sir.”
My face was fully in his abs, moaning as I stared down at Hale. He blew me a kiss and my cheeks burned.
Time stretched where they both progressed upward, Hale with his fingers, Mordaine with his massage gun.
And just as Mordaine started to pluck at my nipples, wicked, playful pinches, I felt a snag.
It felt removed from me, like the ripping of your right pants.
Hale was staring right at me, and I was suddenly aware that I could feel him deeper than I had felt either of them before.
“Watch this, dragon.” He winked at his lover, and my body bowed.
My hips jerked against the ropes as I stared down at Hale wide-eyed while he stroked the roof of my walls, a soft but insistent friction.
“Fuck, fuck,” the words fell out of my lips over and over. “Night take me. I’m coming.”
They loved this, chuckling like dark gods.
Something was at my entrance now, velvet smooth and pulsing hot. And just as I fell over my cliff, a hard bar thrust all the way home.
Large hands moved across my lower half now, grabbing my hips, caressing up my belly, massaging my thighs, my mound, stroking my happy trails as the pulsing bar fucked me through my orgasm.
When I opened my eyes again, Mordaine had left my side and was standing behind Hale.
He leaned in and kissed his neck from behind, and then moved his lips to whisper something inaudible.
Hale turned his head a little and started to respond when Mordaine bit his neck.
My walls squeezed around his dick at the sight.
“Fuck, Lys.” The elegant Hale cursed, brows furrowed as my walls flexed around him.
The sight of them was doing this to me. Watching Mordaine kiss his neck, suck on his earlobe, nibble at his shoulder.
“Moon above…” Hale groaned now, flexing his hips into me. “If you keep doing that...”
His words scattered, melting into his breathless pants as he continued to move between my thighs.
“You should feel this, Daine.”
“I plan to. Through you.” Mordaine pulled away and turned towards the bathroom. “First, describe what you’re feeling.”
Hale paused. He leaned down, kissed my lower belly and went back to thrusting, moving faster, slamming harder.
“Tight. Like a goddamn glove…” He exhaled through his mouth, and I felt the onset of a new orgasm.
No. I will pass out this time. I could not handle any more.
Mordaine returned, a bottle of lube in his palm. He locked eyes with me, and my walls clenched.
“She just did it again. She… moon above… Clench, a clench… independent. Like a flutter.”
Mordaine smirked at this, lifting an eyebrow with interest.
Still staring in my eye, he squirted the gel in his palm and started to pump his dick in the lube-slathered fist.
My body stiffened.
“No.” His voice was a command. “You are not allowed to come. If you do, Hale will lose it and I need to feel him while he is inside you.”
“Of fucking goodness.” Hale froze.
Mordaine barked out a laugh.
“Phenomenal. Your wife knows who really nuts in five minutes now." He stopped behind Hale, placed a hand on his shoulder and began to push him down on me.
“How embarrassing.” Another evil laugh.
Hale could not respond, he was struggling, face tight, his erection hot and throbbing in me.
“You can’t come,” Mordaine was staring over his lover's back at me. “I need this hole. You have to bend lower, Mon amour.”
“Ughh.” I bit my lip hard.
The angle, the angle of us this way.
With my body bent sideways, and Hale practically lying over me, I could feel the blinding sensation of his crown all the way to my brain.
And Mordaine pushed into him, the force pushing Hale further up my walls.
His silver eyes were fixed on mine. He wanted me to know this was deliberate. He was fucking me through his lover.