“What the fuck?” I whisper harshly. “That… That thing isutterlygigantic. And is that a…”
Apollo’s head tilts back, and he ruffles a hand through his longer locks. Like he doesn’t want to answer me. “Yeah.”
“You have an earring in your dick.”
Nico chuckles, his breath hitting my mons pubis, making the hairs stand on end.
“It’s not an earring if it’s in my dick. It’s a frenum?—”
“Frenulum piercing. With a black bar,” I state.
“Yep.” His hand snakes down his trousers to grab the base of his firm cock.
Thick veins wrap around it, swollen with blood. It grows even thicker when he gives it a stroke.
I’ve seen penises. Studied anatomy. But this particular pendulous…
Feels like it should come with a stretched box warning.
I lean forward and wet my tongue before tracing the tip along the metal bar underneath his seeping crown. Tasting the nickel. And the musky flavor ofhim.
Apollo’s abs dip inward as he moans. “Fuck, tulip.”
His palm gently strokes my cheek as I slide closer to him. He steps closer until the girth presses heavily against my lips.
I part my mouth and suction the head as he groans, deep and rough. My jaw has to unhinge to fit it in, and I can only gather up an inch more before I feel like gagging. But I’m determined to suck this huge dick like no other woman has before.
Maybe it’s the sting of rejection from seeing Lakshmi walk around that corner. Or because Apollo’s cologne is making me feral. Perhaps it’s just the alcohol. But Iwanthim.
Pleasure ripples through my lower body as Nico lifts the tattoo machine off my skin, then slips it, sans needle, between my legs. His eyes find mine as he grows a serious expression. When he turns it on again, I whimper. It vibrates right where I need it.
Nico hooks a gloved finger through my panties and pushes them aside, then presses it against my pussy as I take more of Apollo.
Apollo grips my hair at the crown, surging his hips forward as if testing how much I can take.
“That’s it,” he breathes. “Relax your throat.”
“She’s so wet for us,” Nico says. He studies my face as I suck his brother’s cock. His hand moves the machine until itfeelsas if I could have an orgasm. Which is a rare event for me.
Everything has to be perfect. Angles. Lighting. Mood… And then mythoughts. They’re usually so tied up in what I have to do that I can’t relax enough for one.
But now? My hips writhe against the sensation.
Nico glances at Apollo, who delves deeper inside my mouth. The sound pornographic and erotic.
“Here, bro… Feel her.”
Apollo leans over, taking control of the machine from Nico.
My hand grips Apollo’s heated shaft and tugs him closer. I cough a few times, but try to focus on letting go. Just letting the sensations be my only thoughts. Allow myself to be free.
Something I never am.
I barely notice Nico slipping out of the room. And part of me wonders if that was Apollo’s doing.
“Please, right there,” I mutter as Apollo presses the vibration against my clit. It’s like he and his brother are pros at this. BeingDeltas, they likely are.
“Damn it, you’re going to make me come.” Apollo’s cock throbs in my grasp, and I spread my thighs wider, his words spurring my own ecstasy.
