Logan had known Sam would choose whateveroption didn’t involve the violet wand. He’d been prepared for it. And now that she had the plug in, he was anxious to work her up until she was begging them to use her the way he’d promised they would.
He was generous with the massage, kneading her muscles, starting with her feet, and working his way up while Elijah worked on her shoulders and back. While they worked, they both stripped down, ensuring she was aware so she would know what their intentions were.
Once they were naked, Logan had her turn over. “Time for the clamps.”
Sam groaned her displeasure, making him smile.
Elijah retrieved the clamps from the tray, then stood on her side, opposite Logan. With a look, he directed Elijah to follow his lead. They teased her nipples with their mouths first, worked her until she was moaning. When it appeared she had relaxed, they adjusted the alligator clips over her distended nipples and settled them on her, releasing them simultaneously.
“Oh, shit,” she hissed, her back arching as the teeth clamped down on the puckered tips.
“Hurt?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Breathe through it,” he instructed, sliding his hand over her thigh as encouragement.
She breathed through her nose for long seconds before finally relaxing on the table once more while they massaged her chest, her hips, her thighs.
“Good girl,” he praised. “You ready to be used?”
“Mmm-hmm,” she mumbled, clearly replete from her massage.
“Are you sure about that?”
She sighed, and he knew she was drifting between pain and pleasure, allowing the warring sensations to consume her.
He watched as Elijah moved to the head of the table, reached under, and adjusted it so that it lowered to a forty-five-degree angle, bringing her head level with his cock.
“Open your mouth, love,” Elijah urged, tapping her chin.
Sam arched her neck and opened her mouth, her tongue darting out to lick Elijah’s cock as it hovered over her face.
Logan guided her hand along his shaft while he watched her lick and lave Elijah’s dick. He let his free hand stray down between her legs so he could tease along the seam of her pussy. Sam’s legs widened, the wanton woman silently asking for more. He teased, never applying enough pressure to her clit, nor slipping his fingers inside her. She moaned and whimpered as Elijah adjusted his angle, pushing his cock past her lips to fuck her face.
Logan was transfixed by the sight, but that wasn’t unusual. He loved watching Elijah and Sam together. He loved seeing how she worked to please him as much as he enjoyed the ecstasy that tightened Elijah’s features.
“Such a sweet mouth,” Elijah mumbled, tugging the chain between the clamps attached to her nipples as he pumped his hips. “Take me all the way, Sam.”
She stopped moving and allowed Elijah to push his cock deep into her throat. When he was buried to the hilt, Logan pushed two fingers inside her, held them there. He could feel her cunt clutching him as she hummed softly.
When Elijah pulled out, so did Logan. When Elijah pushed in deep again, Logan followed suit, pushing two fingers in again. They fucked her from both ends, never rushing. It went on for long minutes, Logan keeping pace and following Elijah’s lead.
Then they traded places, but this time, Elijah went to the foot of the bed, positioning Sam’s feet flat and forcing her knees wide. While Logan slid his cock into the warmth of her eager mouth, he watched Elijah’s tongue drag over her sensitive flesh. He moved slowly at first, which tormented Sam, her suction faltering as she tried to get Elijah to give her more. The entire time, Logan was raptly focused on the man’s tongue as it flicked her clit, his lips as they sucked on her. Sam’s hips bucked, but Elijah’s arm was there, banding across her pelvis to hold her still.
When she began to groan, they traded places. Logan had Sam turn over onto her stomach again, then adjusted the lower end of the table while Elijah fixed the other end, collapsing it so that Sam’s torso was draped across the narrow center, her feet on the ground.
“I’m gonna use this tight little pussy now, baby,” Logan warned as he stepped between her legs.
“Please,” she whimpered.
He guided his cock into the tight sheath of her cunt, pushing in deep and slow. With the plug in her ass, she was so fucking tight.
They worked together, fucking her from both ends—slowly, leisurely—while she mewled and whimpered.
They traded again.
“Taste yourself, Sam,” he commanded as he pushed his cock, slick with her juices, into her mouth.
