Part 11 (1/2)

Okay then.

Don leaned in and sucked her other nipple into his mouth, her responding moan to that action only hardening his c.o.c.k to an epically painful level he hadnt felt since he was a teenager.

He reached between her legs with one finger, sucking a little harder on her nipple when she spread her legs more for him, rewarding her with tracing his finger over the tip of her swollen c.l.i.t before easily sliding it inside her wet p.u.s.s.y.

He suspected too much would make her blow, and if she was going to blow, he wanted their c.o.c.ks inside her when she did.

If she really was theirs now, and wanted to be theirs, they were going to break her in right, by G.o.d, and make sure”unlike her ex”that she had absolutely no reason to go anywhere else.

He released her nipple and stood nose-to-nose with her, his lips almost on hers, his finger still inside her p.u.s.s.y. A good girl likes it when her Sirs f.u.c.k her, doesnt she?

Yes, Sir.

Tell us what you want, then.

Her gaze never left his. I want to be your good girl. Both of you. I want to belong to you both. I want to feel both your c.o.c.ks inside me.

Theyd discussed this as a possibility when theyd talked limits once, but hadnt gotten into it specifically because, h.e.l.l, at that time, they werent even having s.e.x.

Then well need to get a b.u.t.t plug worked into our girls sweet, virgin a.s.s before that can happen. And youll be sucking our c.o.c.ks, keeping them hard, while your a.s.s gets used to it.

Yes, Sir.

Don leaned his head back, pulling in the reins. If theres anything you dont want to happen, you say red, just like at the club. Anything. Whether s.e.x or play.

I know, Sir.

f.u.c.k. It didnt help that every time she said Sir, it made his c.o.c.k throb.

Then you need to say it so we know you mean it and arent just caught up in this.

I want to go to sleep tonight after you two have f.u.c.ked every hole I have and made me come harder than I ever have in my life. And if that means I swallow a few loads from both of you, even better.

Holyfuuuck Carl released her other nipple. Then I suggest we move this to a bedroom before I come in my swim trunks right here and make that a moot point.

Don pulled his finger from her p.u.s.s.y and her lips opened as he touched it to them. She sucked his finger into her mouth and started swirling her tongue around it in a way that nearly made him come.

How long has it been since you gave a b.l.o.w. .j.o.b, baby? he hoa.r.s.ely asked.

She released his finger. Too d.a.m.n long. FYI, I love giving head.

Carl stood and climbed out of the hot tub. Thank G.o.d your ex is the dumbest f.u.c.king man on the face of the planet. He swatted her on the a.s.s. Middle of Dons bed. Right now. Grab a couple of towels on your way there. Be waiting on your hands and knees.

She ran to do it.

Carl and Don watched her go. Carl turned to him and dropped his voice. This going to be okay?

Don nodded. Yeah.

You sure? Because I dont want to f.u.c.k up my friends.h.i.+p with you over this.

She wants both of us, then Im willing to share her if you are. As long as we can both get alone time with her every so often.

They stared at each other for a moment.

This could be for life, Carl said.

Don nodded. I know. Thats what Im hoping.

Okay, Carl said, clapping him on the shoulder. Then lets go f.u.c.k our sweet subbies brains out and check some stuff off of her s.e.xual bucket list and ours.

Mel was trembling with need by the time the men joined her in the bedroom. As ordered, she was waiting on her hands and knees on the bed.

She heard them getting things ready, and, in a couple of minutes, felt the mattress dip behind her.

A gloved hand touched her a.s.s. Don. Well go slow. If it hurts, you say so immediately, understand?

Yes, Sir.

She heard the snick of a lube container being opened, and then felt his finger begin to rub some of the cool goo against her virgin rim.

This was really going to happen!

Carl climbed onto the bed next to her and buckled a leather collar around her neck. When were playing you wear a collar so you remember whose good girl you are. He grabbed her by the chin and made her look up into his green gaze. Tell us who you belong to.

I belong to my Sirs, Don and Carl.

He leaned in and kissed her, hard, deep, his tongue exploring, sucking on her lower lip before letting her go. Good girl. Forehead on the bed, keep your pretty a.s.s in the air.

She did, closing her eyes.

Carl was doing something else, because she felt the bed move. Then he reached under her, found her right breast, and started playing with it. His fingers tormented, teased, drawing her nipple into a tight, aching peak.

And thenshe felt the bite of a nipple clamp being attached.

She let out a cry.

Thats our gooood girl, Don cooed. Such a good girl.

Shed thought about safewording, but something about his tone of voice drove it back, hard. Already, the ache was receding, even as her c.l.i.t throbbed.

Hey, look at that, Carl said. Then a hand reached between her p.u.s.s.y lips and swiped down her p.u.s.s.y. Shes literally dripping wet. I think thats a first for her with us.

Fingers pressed against her lips and she sucked on them, tasting herself, a blissful haze settling in over her thoughts.

Thats because shes our good girl and wants us to take care of her the right way, Don said in full-on Dom tone. Good girls always get wet for their Sirs. Just wait until she starts getting wet from us making her kneel for us when we get home.

She softly moaned at that mental image, of awaiting them in the hallway, naked, kneeling, mouth open and ready to suck their c.o.c.ks.