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“Fuck you both, I said I want it!”
“You said you want to fuck us both? I think we can make that happen. What do you think, Sam?”
“Hell yes. But you gotta come for us first, Puff.”
“He’s right, otherwise how will we know you’re ready?” And then Varon set to work.
Whatever he had been doing before, it had only been a half-assed effort at best. He licked and nipped and hummed against my pussy with a fervor that was unequaled by anything I had ever experienced. I thought he had been giving me pleasure before, but now he forced me to accept it.
I wriggled against his assault, but at the same time I pushed down as much as Sam’s hold would allow to get closer to that ravenous mouth.
The orgasm hit me like a dodgeball to the gut. It knocked the wind out of me, and I was entirely certain the gasping fish noises I was making were thoroughly unattractive. But luckily, Varon was distracted by the gush of my pussy as he lapped at my release.
Sam returned his attention to my nipples and sucked one deep while he pinched and twisted the other with a perfect combination of pleasure and pain.
“Fucking delicious. Watch out, Sam.” Sam released my breasts as Varon reached down to wrap his hands behind my back to lift me up so that we were chest-to-chest. I wrapped my legs around his hips, and the thick head of his cock rubbed against my sex. I moaned with a desperate want that he was all too happy to satisfy.
He sat with his back against the headboard. I moved my legs out so I was straddling him and lifted onto my knees. Varon stroked himself with his eyes glued to the apex of my thighs, then held his cock up straight, notching it at my opening. The broad head pushed in and I gasped at the titillating sensation.
He was big, but since he had already made me come once, I was more than wet enough. I slid down easily until I had taken him to the root. The sensation of fullness was exquisite, and I thought Varon agreed.
His bottom lip was caught between his teeth as he stared at where we were joined. His broad hands grabbed my hips and rocked me back and forth, dragging my clit over his pelvic bone and sending shock waves of pleasure through my still vibrating body.
“Ride me, Thea, take what you need.” Despite the inherent raunchiness of the statement, there was more than sex behind the words. He knew I was struggling, and he wanted me to find that state of euphoria that would help me forget.
Beside the bed, Sam’s hand worked up and down his erection. My mouth watered, and I reached for him, desperate to touch him.
“Soon, Puff, but not yet.” He grinned and my disappointed huff, his hand tightening on his delectable cock. “I suggest you start moving before V spanks that perfect ass.”
Tempting…
I rose up slowly, feeling every vein of his thick shaft as it dragged against my sensitive inner walls. I lowered myself just as slowly, torturing us both. I think we both wanted fast and hard, but I also wanted this to last.
The first time we had been together, it hadn’t been fully our decision. This time, I wanted to make up for that and savor every moment of him inside me.
Over and over, I lifted my hips before dropping them back to take him in again. His gaze hadn’t moved for an instant, and I looked down to see what had him so enraptured. I had to admit, it was sexy as hell.
Seeing him disappear with every slow, deep stroke was too erotic, and I could no longer fight off my need for fast. Varon must have felt the same because he grabbed my hips and slammed me down on top of him.
Sam knelt behind me, hand stroking over every inch of exposed skin. My shoulders, my back, my thighs, my ass. He paid particular attention to that last one. Every time he reached my cheeks, he would knead them, grasping them with both hands and spreading them apart so his fingers could brush over my back entrance. I shuddered each time, and I knew even before he reached over to Varon’s night table and pulled out a bottle of lube what was about to happen.
The anticipation and the feel of Varon hammering the perfect spot inside me made me come a second time. Varon pulled me down as I shivered through the orgasm, slowing his strokes so Sam could get into position. When Sam’s thick tip pushed against my asshole, I instinctively flinched away.
“Take him, Killer. Take us both, let us make you feel good.”
I was a little afraid. The thought of the two of them being inside me at the same time was hot, but daunting as all hell.
Still, I wanted this. I wanted both of them. Since I could never choose who I wanted more, it was only right to have them both. I relaxed against Varon, and Sam’s hand stroking up and down my back must have felt the shift in my body. He pushed a little, and I moaned at the slight pressure. Varon grabbed my hips to hold them still, lifting me slightly so he could still make shallow thrusts into my pussy while Sam worked his way in from the back.
When his head breached, I buried my face in the crook of Varon’s neck and moaned. The stretch and the pressure were unfamiliar, and to be honest, it fucking hurt. But Sam reached around and started to strum my clit, pleasure beginning to overtake the sensation of pain. He increased the pressure on my clit as he thrust a little deeper into my ass, inching out before pushing in again.
I whined at the feeling, still unsure whether the pleasure or pain was winning out, but not wanting it to stop either way. Varon thrust harder, and I gasped against his neck. Sam did the same, and that thrust buried him to the hilt.
“So this is how it feels to be a turducken,” I groaned, and both of them shook with laughter, which felt fucking amazing.
“Don’t you mean a turkey?” I heard the smile in Varon’s voice and lifted my head.
“No. A turkey is stuffed once. A turducken gets it twice.”
