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Jaeson leaned down and kissed me gently, his tongue probing at my lips until I gave him entrance. The smooth glide of tongue on tongue distracted me from the circle of thoughts swirling around in my head. Luka's hands stroked my back, teasing at the hemline of my panties.

Jaeson pulled away, ending the kiss abruptly, leaving me panting. He reached for the zipper of his pants and pulled it down, the loud metal sound echoing throughout the room. The only other noise was the sound of my own heavy breathing and the rasp of skin on skin as Luka continued to caress my thighs and ass.

Jaeson parted the fly of his pants and pulled his cock out, already thick and hard. I licked my lips at the sight. Up close, it was so different from Riot’s. I began to catalogue the differences until Jaeson’s palm on the side of my face brought my attention back to the task at hand.

I turned my head and opened my lips, pressing a sloppy kiss to Jaeson’s shaft. He hummed in pleasure. I inched my way up and down the length, giving small licks and sucks. He grew harder with every pass, thicker with every sloppy kiss. I could feel the veins pulsing in his cock with my tongue, swelling with blood.

After a few moments he tugged a handful of my hair and pulled me off him with a smack of lips against skin. His cock was now shiny with my glistening saliva. He made me kneel upright until I was face to face with him.

“That’s my good girl. You did very well.”

I flushed in pleasure. He drew me in for a blistering kiss before pulling away.

“You’re going to follow all my orders tonight, isn’t that right?” he asked.

I looked up at him through my lashes and nodded silently.

“Start off slow.”

I parted my lips and leaned forward, taking just the tip into my mouth. I earned an approving sound from Jaeson and felt his hand ruffle through my hair.

“Take me further in.”

I immediately engulfed the head, popping it through the tight ring of my lips. I massaged the underside with the flat of my tongue while pursing and relaxing my lips in turn. Jaeson moaned softly, enjoying the attention I was giving him.

Jaeson pumped in and out slowly with deliberate motions. If it weren’t for the faint grunts escaping his lips, I could have imagined he was doing something as mundane as getting a haircut. Every movement he made was careful and calculated. I wondered if he ever just gave in to pleasure, if he ever let go of his tight control. I bobbed my head up and down in an effort to wring cries of pleasure from his lips. I wanted to make him fall apart.

I felt my panties being pulled down my thighs and remembered Luka was still behind me, waiting to take his turn. I inhaled a sharp breath when I felt two fingers sliding between my lower lips.

“So wet already,” Luka said. I could tell he was pleased. “I haven’t even touched you yet.”

“Spread your legs,” Jaeson ordered.

I complied, moving my knees apart, opening as wide as I could with my panties around my thighs. It felt like I was on display for Luka. I heard the crinkle of foil, then the blunt touch of his cockhead against my folds. It made me squirm, my hips wriggling back and forth. I wanted him inside me, but he was just standing there, his throbbing cock just barely grazing me.

“Do you want something, princess?” I could hear the tease in Luka’s voice. He knew I couldn't answer with Jaeson in my mouth. I moaned and writhed, trying to ask without words, tying to convey how much I needed him.

“If you want something, you have to ask for it.”

I whined, a high pitched sound in the back of my throat, and Jaeson pulled out, leaving me panting.

“I need it,” I gasped, trying to catch my breath.

“What do you need, princess?”

“I need you inside me. Please, Luka,” I begged.

With a single thrust Luka entered me. I gasped out loud then moaned around Jaeson's cock.

I still wasn't used to this, to the feeling of being filled. The unfamiliar burn of it was almost too much to take, my walls stretching to accommodate Luka’s thick shaft. He didn’t move, just stood there, buried inside me, letting me adjust. As much as I had loved how wild Riot had been with me so many weeks ago, I was grateful to Luka for starting off at a slow pace. I still needed time to process all the new feelings and sensations flowing through my body. My inner muscles clenched and released.

"You ready, princess?"

I didn't know what he was going to do next, but I nodded anyway, shivering in anticipation. Luka pulled out and pushed back in, once, twice, three times. Tears sprang to my eyes, not from pain but from the unrelenting pleasure. A series of high pitched squeals exited my mouth with no input from my brain. The fact that it was Luka and Jaeson filling me at the same time was overwhelming.

The tingling inside me grew stronger, until I was straining and moaning, twitching my hips back and forth, trying to take more of Luka. I squirmed and writhed, unable to take the ache growing inside me any longer. I reached down with one hand to play with myself and groaned in pleasure when I found my clit. I rubbed it back and forth, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted more.

“You need something else, princess?” Luka asked.