His shaft must widen at the base, and she was sure she couldn’t take more. Choking, in every way, she strived to wriggle away from the large thing trying to fuck her far too deeply. In response, Rutger held on tight, keeping himself at depth if notmoving. He withdrew, and when he thrust again, he stopped where she could bear it.
This time she arched and groaned. Now… this was awesome. Her pussy squeezed tightly down onto him. More… except no, not more. Cyn groaned again. She wanted,neededto come, but to feelhimcome inside her now was also her need.
His hand stroked down her back, and she grew accustomed to his girth and relaxed. With every thud of her heartbeat, the intimate invasion became almost orgasmic.
Both of them were inside her.
Vargr had halted too, halfway into her mouth, and his smile was strained then he pulled all the way out, his wet dick pocking her nose before she faceplanted into the bed.
“Want in down here?” She heard the click of Rutger’s fingers then he extracted his cock.
Empty.She waggled her butt, inviting more.
“You fuck her first, and it’ll make her take more of me.”
“Yeah? Her teeth are fucking sharp. Danger mouth.” While scraping his nails down her spine and making her twitch, Vargr moved down the bed and she heard a thud as he jumped to the floor behind her.
“Plus, you haven’t seen what happens when I come. It’s why I never bonded with anyone.”
That sounded ominous. She raised her head and tried to see, but it was impossible with her hands cuffed to her neck.
Vargr laughed.
“You got her damn attention with that. Tell you what, let’s do this next and then whatever you want.”
Hands arrived on her inner thighs, thumbs pressed her skin, pulling at her pussy, opening her. Then a tongue arrived on clit, lapping up and over, and her thinking brain dissolved. That first wave of near-orgasmic bliss. She lost track of who was where, gulped, wanted to open her legs wider and couldn’t. Quivering,she gasped then forgot to breathe or swallow, as he continued to suck and lick.
Vargr—must be him.
“Found this.” Rutger’s deep voice, and only a second before he wiggled something into her asshole, rotating it, going further than his thumb had reached. The torture of her clit continued and then there were fingers also, spearing in and out.
The rhythm had her straining, hard.
“Fuck her cunt now,” someone said, and she grunted, eyes rolling up, the waves of pleasure building fast. Knowing both of them were doing this to her nearly sent her over the edge.
Both.
She dragged at the wrist cuffs, her thighs tensing, relaxing, then all sound and breathing… stopped. The climax burst over her, leaving her legs striving to clamp together.
Panting hoarsely, she was drifting when cock rammed in.
Her whimpered gasp was torn from her by both shock and desire.
So good, to be filled so soon after the crest of mind-washing oblivion.
She was being taken and thoroughly. Slapped into, slammed forward. Her hands were bound and her ankles. She could only be their vessel—a humiliating position, tied and splayed open, reduced to being theirs to fuck. She adored it, growing wetter with each thrust until the sounds of her being screwed were shamefully loud.
Vargr came, and stayed in her, pulsing, groaning, until he was spent. With come still dribbling from her, Rutger took his turn.
As he lined up behind her, probing at her, Vargr was undoing the ties on her legs.
Freed, but… she wished to be nowhere else, and the collar still trapped her hands.
Just as she liked it.
Two of them, they were hers, and she theirs.
Rudely, with masculine dominance, Rutger sank fingers into her ass flesh, and shoved in his massive cock. Again, she knew that terrible stretch, only this time it abated as he fucked her. More of him slid in. Deeper. His fingers had a grip on her ass that’d leave marks over the strap marks of the belt. He groaned and cursed, and she felt the withdrawal and the hard thrusts. The abrupt swell of the head of his cock made her eyes snap open, for there was a difference. A strange hardness.
