“Come now, you know I like to watch. We have shared everything else, there is no reason we cannot share this too.”
She turned to look at Richard as he stroked his long, sure fingers down the length of her spine.
“Tell me you want me, and I will,” he said simply. His hot gaze burned into her as he waited patiently for her reply.
Violet hesitated, searching for the courage to say yes.
The duke pulled her closer, leaning in to whisper into her ear.
“Let him, my sweet Violet. Let him sink himself into you, make you moan on his cock as he fills you, knowing you are already slick and warm with my seed. You have been such a good girl for us, let us show you how much you mean to us.”
Oh.Oh no.
The naughty, dirty image Ashton’s words evoked made her head spin with want, her body clenching in anticipation of the feel of Richard between her thighs.
“Yes,” she whispered, closing her eyes briefly against her weakness as the doctor sank his hand into her hair, pulling her head back so he could look at her face.
“Yes,” she said again, telling him with her eyes how much she wanted him, not bothering to hide her sinful desires any longer.
She did want him. Richard had been there, watching her, caring for her, loving her all this time. It was always going to lead to this moment.
Richard dragged his lips along her exposed throat, breathing in her scent hungrily, then catching her mouth in a heated kiss that made her quake with desire.
Then, with a sudden motion, he flipped her over, dragging her hips to the edge of the bed where he stood, completely taking her by surprise with the aggressive manoeuvre.
“You want to watch, Ashton?” Richard growled, spreading her shaking legs and propping Violet’s heels on his shoulders.
“Yes, I most certainly do,” answered the duke, leaning back on his elbows with sinuous grace as he reclined along her side.
“Very well,” grunted the doctor, ripping apart his fall to release his straining cock, giving it a rough stroke with his fist as he looked his fill of her, spread out for him like a meal for a starving man.
Ashton ran his hand over her breasts, tweaking her nipples into hard points as the doctor rubbed the tip of his thick cock against her swollen opening
He pressed lightly, making them all groan in unison as the tip stretched her tender flesh around his girth.
The duke lazed along her side, his cock already thickening, his hand slowly stroking its length with languid flicks of his wrist.
“Does it feel good?” asked Ashton, wiping the sweat-slicked strands of hair from her forehead tenderly as Richard flexed his hips.
Violet could only nod vaguely and moan in response, biting her lip as Richard pushed deeper, his thick cock stretching her delicate flesh with a delicious twinge of pain that quickly dissolved into sharp pleasure.
“Can you imagine what it would feel like to take both of us at once, sweet Violet?” whispered Ashton sinfully in her ear as Richard pumped slowly into her embarrassingly wet heat, his breath coming harder with each roll of his hips as he gripped her ankles tight to his chest.
“I would impale you on my cock, pull you back tight against my chest as Richard fitted himself there too, pressing into you from the front. It would be a tight squeeze, but I know you could take us both. We would thrust in turn, slowly… then faster. Taking you to the height of ecstasy as we plundered that sweet heaven between your thighs.”
“Fuck, Ashton-” groaned Richard, lowering Violet’s legs to wrap them high around his waist so that he could bend down and kiss her hard, breath harsh against her skin as he dropped his forehead to her shoulder, shuddering as he thrust faster, harder. Jolting her against the mattress now while she clutched helplessly to his shoulders.
Ashton grinned with dark delight, prying one of her hands loose and wrapping her palm around his throbbing length, enclosing her hand in his as he pumped himself in time to the scene before him.
Violet gasped and pressed her lips to Richard’s jaw, tasting the salt of his skin as he rode her wildly towards bliss, even as her hand was used to bring Ashton closer to the edge.
“Who would spend first?” Ashton wondered out loud, making Richard curse against her ear and press deep. “Would it matter? Two cocks filling you up until you screamed our names, begging us for mercy-”
“Oh God, please-” cried Violet, arching on the sheets as the pressure of her oncoming climax surged, her hips chasing Richard’s, desperate for more.For all of it.
Richard reared up, his hands digging into the back of her thighs as he pressed them up and apart. “We wouldn’t stop,” he rasped, taking up the thread of Ashton’s dark fantasy, driving deep as his thumb mercilessly lashed the swollen bud of her sex. “Not until you were sobbing with pleasure, our good girl coming hard just the way we like it.”
Ashton rose to his knees as well, dropping her hand to pump his shaft in earnest, watching eagerly as Richard pushed Violet to the very edge, then threw her over it.
