Oh, gods, how I did.
Big hands still held my breasts and kneaded them softly. Roran spoke in my ear as I rode his brother’s cock. “If it were up to me, Kimber, you would never be allowed to hide these in our rooms. I would want you bared to me, always. You have such wonderful, responsive tits.”
“Brother, help her take her pleasure again before I take mine.”
His hands left my breasts, and one traveled down and down to where my clit still throbbed—or was it throbbing again.
I couldn’t tell, and I didn’t care.
“Do you like being shared by us,ilati?” Rilen asked, falling into his own rhythm inside me.
“Yes,” I breathed the word. “Yes.”
“I want to feel you come with my cock inside you,” he said. “My brother’s pleasure looked amazing, and your climax was a delight to watch.”
“We want to take you every night, Kimber,” Roran said. “Sharing you like this is amazing, but…”
“There’s more we want,” Rilen breathed.
How were they cognizant enough to have a conversation?
Any and all thought flew out of my mind when Roran’s finger dusted over the puckered entrance of my ass.
“We want to both be inside you.”
“Not today,ilati.”
“You are not ready.”
“We will make you ready.”
“Just imagine, one of us deep in your pussy.”
“And one deep inside your ass.”
I had absolutely no idea which one of them was speaking. I didn’t care.
Having both of them inside of me, bringing me to heights I couldn’t imagine was a picture I wanted to hold on to—I wanted to recreate it in the bed, over and over.
Gods and goddesses, I wanted it.
Despite having just come, twice, Roran’s magic fingers brought me to the precipice again.
“I’m coming,” I murmured.
I leaned my forehead against Rilen’s, and I felt him nod.
Roran’s finger breached my ass.
I screamed in pleasure, the climax ripping up my spine and arching me into Roran.
“Yes!” Rilen came, his fingers digging into my hips as his cock released his cum, bathing my walls again.
More boneless than I had been even in the bath, I couldn’t sit up. Roran held me while Rilen finished his climax.
Once Rilen had started to recover, Roran passed me off to him, and he carefully lowered us to the bed, slipping out of me.
With a bare whisper of sound, Roran left the bed. I was sad for just a moment until he returned with the wet cloths. He passed one to his twin, and they carefully cleaned my well-pleased sex and their own shafts.
