Raising the gun back, to shoot the next round of shots. Moments before I squeeze the trigger, his fingers find my clit, circling it with his calloused fingertip.Fuck, focus, Nyx.I give myself a little pep talk in my head.
He continues the slow, torturous pace on my throbbing core. I have never been instantly turned on in my life, but these boys do that to me.Pew, pew, pew.The next three are fired. I see two right in the middle of the silhouette’s forehead. Fuck, one missed wide right.
Before I can fully comprehend that I missed the shot, Dee’s got his hand on my gun. He is pulling it from my hand and in the same motion he is clearing the bench of any empty rounds. Lifting my hips up to the edge to take most of my weight.
“Looks like you missed it.” He growls as he removes my ear protection.
“Uh huh.” I managed to get out, while watching him lift the skirt of this god-awful apron and climbing under it.
“I’m going to feast on you until you are just about to come. Then you have four more shots.” He says moments before his tongue meets my throbbing clit.
He licks from opening to clit before spending time circling the bundle of nerves till I feel the warm tingles and tightening of my lower core. These boys really know how to get a woman off, unfortunately, for me, I don’t get to come on his face.
Yet.
He grips my thighs so tight in his hands I know I am going to have bruises. My moans get louder, my legs start to shake, and just moments before I fall over the ledge he pulls away. Breathing heavily, with his face still between my thighs. When my moans and whimpers turn to just stuttered breathing, I feel his scruff scrape my inner thigh.
He runs kisses all up and down my thighs, keeping me throbbing with need. I’m about to beg for him to finish when he bites my inner thigh. It’s hard, but doesn’t hurt. No, in fact, I’m pretty sure if he had done that just moments ago I would have come. Who knew I liked that kind of pain.
“Ok, let’s finish this clip.” He stands from under my apron. His hand grasps his cock. I know this is just as much torture for him as it is for me. His face is glistening with my wetness, and it is all so primal-feeling with his bite still burning on my thigh.
He places my ear protection over my head and then his. Taking his place, pressed up against me again. I can feel his hard cock resting between my ass cheeks. How is a girl to focus like this?
Raising my weapon back up to the target, I fire off a round as his hands tweak my nipples again. Sending little bolts of pleasure straight to my core. I hit the target, right in the gut. It’slower than I’d like it to be, but it’s on the target. He lets out a rumbling laugh I feel through my body.
Okay, Nyx, you have three more shots, you can do this.I brace my body and try not to think about Demitri’s hard dick between my thighs. He thrusts into me slightly, just enough to feel what I am doing to him.Pew. Fuck.
Another missed shot. This time it barely skimmed the bottom of the paper. I fired the shot at the exact moment he inserted a single finger into my pussy. I can feel my wetness leaking down my thighs, and I seriously might go crazy if I can’t come soon. How is he so good at driving me insane?
“Awww, another missed shot, Little Fox.” He laughs. “Hmm, how can I make you almost come this time? Maybe I’ll just use my fingers for this one.” He removes the apron over my head, giving him unrestricted access to my body.
“Please Dee. I am going to lose my damn mind.” I whine.Where the fuck did that come from?
“Oh, my beautiful girl. You will come if and when I say you can. If you come before I say, you can’t come until after dinner, and I know Hutch wants to play when I’m done.” His voice sends a fresh wave of wetness out of me. He removes his fingers from my pussy and sticks them in his mouth with a groan.
“Argh.” A grumble, moan leaves my chest.
“Fuck, Little Fox. Maybe I’ll fuck you and take care of myself and make you sit at dinner with my come dripping out of you. All worked up and begging for relief.”
In seconds, my naked body is back on the bench in front of us and Demitri thrusts inside me with one brutal pump. That’s when I know this is going to be hard and fast and only for him.
CHAPTER 32
NYX
Iclimb out of the side-by-side, outside of the back patio. Graham is at the built in flat top grill, cooking what smells to be steak. I can feel Demitri’s come drip out of me, saturating my leggings in my arousal and his seed.
“Something smells amazing. What are you making, Blue?” I walk up behind his frame and wrap my arms around his waist, giving him a hug from behind.
“Steak stir-fry.” He says, pulling me around his body while taking a few steps away from the flat top.
He wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his hard chest. His warm scent surrounds me, and things feel perfect. I love spending time individually with each man, but damn, having both their scents on me is exactly how I want to be always. Dee finishes putting everything away, and he walks out of the patio just observing us.
“All your guns are in the safe in the basement, Little Fox,” he says. Hutch pulls away and turns to face his best friend.
“Got dinner cooking. I figured y’all worked up an appetite at the range.” He smirks, sending a wink to Demitri.
“Our girl might be hungry, but it’s definitely not for food. She got a little mouthy, so now she has to wait until after dinner.” He says so matter-of-factly.
