I suckled harder, loving the sensation of something in my mouth at the same time as my ass. I worked myself good, whining against his nipple as I slid in a second finger. Kieran’s big hands reached around to hold my ass open, giving me more access to fuck myself.
“Harder,” he growled, and I wasn’t sure if he meant my mouth or my ass, so I bit down on his chest and jammed the fingers deep.
Between us, his dick twitched, and his hips were restless. I moved over to his other nipple, sucking hard enough to bruise. Kieran grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand free. I tried to sit up, but his free hand grabbed the back of my head and pushed, silently telling me to suck.
And as I did, three of his fingers invaded my hole. I cried out and bit down on his nipple again, and he started fucking me with his fingers, brushing against my prostate until my dick was hard between us.
With a sob, I let go of his chest and fell onto his cock, only getting to deepthroat it once before he pulled me off.
“Kieran,” I whined.
“If your knee wasn’t stitched up, I’d put you on your belly and drill you into this floor,” he intoned.
I nodded eagerly, already trying to get on all fours.
“Not today,” he said, pulling me over him. “Sit on my dick, doll. Take the entire thing.”
“Spit on it first,” I told him, making his eyes flare.
Grabbing his shaft, I held it out, and he did as I asked. When he was done, I lowered onto it, both of us hissing when his head popped through that tight ring.
Eager, I sank, nearly choking on the intrusion, my eyes watering when he was finally completely inside me.
Kieran’s shoulders left the wall, and his hand loosely wrapped around my throat. “You’re beautiful,” he rumbled. “The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
I nodded, so full I couldn’t speak. Sitting on him like this was incredible, and even though I knew it wasn’t possible, I swear I felt him in my throat.
His hands wrapped around my waist and lifted, sliding my body up his shaft and then pushing me back down. I exhaled, pleasure consuming my oxygen, the water in my eyes turning to tears. He lifted me and pushed me back down, grunting with every thrust. Between us, my dick was hard, but it was a mere afterthought to the pleasure rippling through my ass.
“You take me so well,” he said, thrusting up and grinding against me.
I grabbed his hand and sucked two thick fingers into my mouth, eyes rolling back in my head. I started to move, riding his dick with the weight of his fingers on my tongue, my ass stretched in ways it had never been before.
“You like that,” he said, digging his fingers into my hip. “Having something in both ends?”
I nodded eagerly, practically drooling around his fingers.
“Little slut,” he growled, hooking a hand around my neck and pulling his fingers free. I chased them, but he denied, pulling me down to his chest instead. The second he arched it out, I latched on, sucking until I knew I was drawing blood to the surface.
I moaned around his nipple, body going boneless.
He took over then, flattening his feet on the floor and hammering into me while I drooled all over his chest. It was heaven. It couldn’t get any better.
Until he reached around and pulled my ass wide, stretching my hole even more. It burned so good, and I cried out. He answered with more powerful thrusts, and my ass started to pulse. Pleasure rocketed through me as it continued to contract, my mouth falling away from his chest as the intensity of the orgasm rolled over me. It went on and on and was unlike any other orgasm I’d felt before.
Just when I thought it was over, Kieran’s fingers massaged my rim, and I lit up all over again.
He rode me through it, his shout barely registering through my own bliss. When I finally came back, I was curled up on his chest, shivering as he rubbed my back, whispering praise.
“What was that?” I asked, half drunk.
His rumbly laughter made me curl closer into him and close my eyes. “Pretty sure that was an anal orgasm.”
My eyes popped. “I didn’t know that was a thing.”
“Mmm, good. I have a kink for your firsts.”
“And for spit.”
