“Don’t worry, we won’t do anything you’re not ready to do,” I reassure her.
Grabbing my cock in my hand, I rub the tip over her honey-soaked pussy, gliding it up and down her soft skin. She breathes heavily beneath me, my hips pushing her legs apart and my body pressed against hers.
She moans and shivers in delight.
Benedikt kneels at her side and holds his hard-on over her face. “Open your mouth, baby bird,” he tells her. She does, and he rubs the tip of his cock over her lips, letting her taste him.
The sight of her licking and kissing his cock has me on the verge of losing control and thrusting into her.
I groan deeply and pull away, not trusting myself.
She lifts her hips, whimpering when I’m no longer touching her.
How can I deny this beautiful creature what she wants and still hold myself back?
I lie down over her again, my cock flat against her pussy with the base of my shaft pressing onto her wet clit. I rock my hips back and forth, rubbing myself over her with the full length of my cock. It feels fucking amazing, and the faster I move, the sweeter her moans become, even smothered by Benedikt’s cock in her mouth.
He groans loudly and pushes deeper into her lips. She gags a little, and he growls, “Good girl, you’re doing so well.”
This makes her push harder against my cock, and the desperation in her movement is the undoing of my control. I explode.
Hot come shoots from my cock and spills over the smooth, pale skin of her stomach, each drop a mark representing that she is mine. My territory. My wife.
The intensity of my orgasm catches me off guard and has my head spinning for a moment, but I don’t stop moving against her, rubbing back and forth, my cock still hard and her desperately trying to move with me.
Benedikt pulls his cock from her mouth and jerks his hand over it two more times before he’s shooting come over her open lips. Neither of us can take our eyes off her.
She arches, crying out in pleasure as her second orgasm slams into her. Benedikt pushes her bound wrists harder against the bed when she tries to move.
Her body convulses with pleasure, then collapses. She’s breathless and content. The smile on her face and dreamy look in her eyes is too beautiful for words.
Grinning down at her, she licks her lips and glances at her stomach coated in my come.
“Shall we hop in the shower?” I ask her.
She nods, and Benedikt scoops her off the bed and carries her to the bathroom. I get the temperature right and gesture for her to step under the warm flow of water.
Standing behind her, I shampoo her hair while Benedikt stands in front of her and gently lathers her in soap.
“I love looking at you, baby bird. You’re stunning,” he murmurs, his hand traveling her body.
“And those sounds you make drive me to the edge of sanity,” I whisper against her ear, and she giggles.
“Really?” she asks, biting her lip.
“Really,” Benedikt and I both say at the same time.
Maria washes each of us in turn, and I climb out first, grabbing fresh towels for everyone. Maria steps out, and I immediately wrap her in soft cotton. Benedikt joins us with a towel wrapped around his waist.
We hover for a moment, unsure what to do. But I am sure that I don’t want to leave her yet.
“I’m going to relax for a little while,” she says.
“We’ll lie with you,” Benedikt replies immediately.
She grins and nods, then makes her way to her bed, wrapped in nothing but a towel.
We lie together quietly. It’s peaceful, and for the first time in a long time, my mind isn’t racing. I can just be here, enjoying the moment. Maria is snuggled between us with her legs draped over Benedikt’s and her cheek resting on my chest.
