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Dash follows his lead and fucks my mouth, rougher than I expected, his cock hitting the back of my throat, making my core heat and clench, but as soon as I start to gag, he pulls out, leavingme gasping for air. I’m grateful for the reprise, but I’m almost oddly disappointed too.
“Again,” Frost demands.
The pace becomes relentless and I feel like I’m being devoured by two wolves instead of two sex gods. I can tell they’re enjoying themselves; the sounds Dash is making spike my adrenaline and desire tenfold. I feel powerfully powerless trapped between them, used and worshipped, beautiful and degraded, and that’s what has another orgasm building in my core.
“You like that, don’t you, Kitten?” Dash teases, gripping my hair hard and slowing down his thrusts so I can actually swallow him whole. “That feels so fucking good, doesn’t it?”
“Yes,” I practically wail before cringing.
Is my voice as loud as it seems?
But then Frost starts to thrust harder and faster, his movements frantic but coordinated, his balls slapping against my skin, and I find myself uncaring about the noises I’m making. All of the sounds in the room seem obscenely loud but I don’t know if that’s just the lack of vision playing tricks on me. It’s a symphony of pleasure, and I’m going to appreciate every note.
“Harder, Dash,” Frost barks, “She needs more.”
“You’re the one fucking her. You go harder,” Dash snaps back, sounding like he’s speaking through gritted teeth. His cock is hardening in my mouth, so I know he’s enjoying this just as much as I am.
I’m so caught up in the rhythm of it all, I don’t even notice that Frost has begun to flick my clit until I feel a sharp sting of pain. I scream, my mouth falling open around Dash’s cock, and Dash gives a low chuckle in response.
“You like that, Kitten?” I can feel the rumble in his chest as he speaks and Frost repeats the action.
“Yes,” I groan, my pussy tightening around Frost’s cock. I’m so close already. It only took him a few pinches of my clit to get me right to the edge again.
“Every time I do it, her cunt squeezes my dick like a vice,” Frost tells him. “Such a filthy whore.”
Despite the safety of my blindfold, his crass words make me blush. The reverent way he calls me a whore makes me whimper. My heart skips a beat, the image of how I must look speared between them almost too much to handle.
“I’m going to come soon, Kitten,” Dash warns, and I’m surprised when Frost agrees with him.
“When we come, you’re going to cum too, Bambi. You’re going to feel our cocks fill you up and spill our seed inside of you,” Frost explains in a deep, commanding tone. I’m not sure if it’s my lack of vision that makes him seem so much larger than life or if it’s something else.
“You’re going to be a good little slut, and this pretty little cunt is going to milk every last drop of my cum, while Dash empties his balls down your pretty little throat and fills that belly up with all the sustenance a whore needs. And you will give us your release, because we own your body now.”
I moan around Dash’s cock, the vibrations sending him over the edge. He groans and I feel the first burst of his cum hit the back of my throat. I swallow it down greedily; I want to make him come so hard that he forgets this is just a fucking and not an actual relationship.
The thought horrifies me, but it doesn’t stop me from continuing my ministrations on Dash’s cock, sucking and licking him and swallowing every drop of his cum even though I can feel my own orgasm approaching.
“You’re so good at that, Gumdrop,” Dash praises, stroking my hair as he comes down from his orgasm. I preen at his words.I’m so close, so desperate to release again – even though I didn’t think it was possible – but I just can’t quite get there.
I groan in frustration and Frost slaps my thigh.
“You need something more, slut?” I nod frantically, not above begging if I need to. “Dash has been too soft on you. A filthy little slut like you needs a much firmer hand, doesn’t she? Preferably around her pretty little neck, Dash.”
Dash slams his hand around my throat, squeezing hard as Frost pinches my clit once more. Harder than ever, and I scream despite my restricted airway. My pussy clamps down around Frost’s cock, milking him and coaxing his pleasure from him too. He cries out louder than I have, and it’s so bizarre that I’m left even more turned on than I was before. I’ve never been able to make a man lose control like that before.
When Frost pulls out of me, I feel a moment of loss, but then Dash is pulling me forward, tearing the blindfold from my eyes, and I blink, finding his face inches from mine.
“That was a surprise,” he murmurs softly, caressing my cheek, staring into my eyes. “You did so good, Gumdrop.”
Then he kisses me. It’s slow and tender, his mouth moving against mine in a way that’s so different to the roughness of Frost. And it’s so...perfect.
“You did so fucking well,” he repeats. “You do realise that I’m going to want more of that, right?” he adds against my parted lips, kissing me again once I nod.
“You do realise, Bambi, that now we’ve claimed you the others are going to want their turn too,” Frost adds.
Why does that excite me so much? A moment ago I was spent, exhausted, desperate for a break, and now my body is humming with anticipation of pleasing my other three bosses.
“When do we start?” I murmur sleepily, to the amused chuckles of the other two.
