Page 40 of Bound By Brielle (Crave & Cure Productions)

Then Aug is behind me, long, strong digits splayed over my face, the tips of his pointer and middle fingers hooking my mouth. “Open for him, give him everything,” Aug says. I can’t see him but his heated commands rain down on me; they drip down my back and breasts, leaving me coated in sinful stickiness. I want to open for them, give them both everything.

Aug’s hard cock presses against my ass after he pulls my thong off, and I worm my bottom back, searching for friction as he pushes my face forward, giving more of me to Lance’s cock.

My hands tremble along Lance’s thighs, and I blink up at him through beautiful, strain-filled tears, silently begging for someone to give me relief. For someone to pleaseme, too.

As if he hears my quiet prayer and internal moans, Aug’s hands curl the hem of my skirt. Cool air rushes against my thighs, then my ass as he bunches the fabric around my waist. I’m sticky and swollen, and with my evident arousal exposed to them, my legs tremble.

Aug returns his grip to my face, fingers in my mouth, keeping me open wide for Lance.

Lance grips himself, giving me a moment to breathe as he steps back to survey everything below my bunched up skirt on my hips. He grins at me, and I can’t help but bring my eyes back to that thing I’ve been sucking on. Red and angry, the veins more prominent, the head swollen. My mouth waters for it.

Aug drops a hand and then I hear another beautiful thing—hiszipper descending. My cunt clenches, my thirst ready to be quenched, my hips so full of pressure that an explosion grows inside me. I’m dying to shatter for them.

After, of course, bringing them the pleasure they seek.

My belly warms at that thought; the idea of pleasing them only to be pleased and sated by both afterward. It’s the most erotic thing I never knew existed.

“Ohmygod,” I breathe out, reacting to Aug sliding his erection between my thighs, through my lips. I look down to see the nearly purple angry head of his cock grinding against my swollen clit. He pulls back, slamming his hips to my ass, teasing my cunt, nudging my clit, driving me wild. And then his hand has returned, and he’s holding my mouth open wide as he teases me from behind.

Lance surges forward, and just like that, with his beautiful cock heavy on my tongue, wide crown teasing the back of my throat, and Aug’s thickness sliding between my folds, poking and taunting my needy clit, I know we’re at the top.

We’re peaking.

The pleasure is bright and bold, and I have to pull my eyes closed so I don’t combust right then.

“Feed her,” Aug crows from behind, his words tickling my neck with their heated promise. “Give her a belly full,” he continues, his cock still sliding through my arousal, his head bringing my clit right to the point of no return. I whimper through my mouthful, needing release, needing to give them release, needing, needing,endlessly needing.

I’ve never been so hot, my body has never felt so electrified, so combustible. I feel out of control and desperate, starved for everything they give.

Lance brings his hand to his cock, gripping the ridge near his head. Guiding his dark slit to my tongue, his hazy eyes hover on mine as Aug, from behind, says, “Let him feed you,pet.”

Did he say?... “There he goes,” Aug grumbles, and my focus veers fromthat wordto the subtle fluttering of Lance’s eyes, the way his muscular chest goes taut beneath his shirt, how the fabric pulls with his deep, long inhale. Thick heat streaks my tongue, hitting the back of my throat, and I have to fight the urge to seal my lips around his tip andsuckthe rest of his release from him. The soft groans that drift over me as he belts out hot, thick ribbons of release, over and over, has me wanting to cup his ass and drag him to my face, pull that monstrous cock down my throat like a hose and drink every drop of his cum.

But I do as I’m told, and sit with my mouth open, taking…taking…taking... And before I know it, Aug’s on his knees in front of me, pushing my chin up, closing my mouth. He brings his lips to mine, and we share a long, messy kiss as I pass cum to his mouth and he gifts it back to me.

That’s what it feels like to do this; share a gift. A private, intimate gift that I've never been given but know now is the key to making me feel so… alive.

Aug’s lips are pink and puckered as he pulls back, and we swallow together. I look down to see his cock thick and angry, as needy as my pussy, jutted out between us.

“Don’t worry,” he says, looking up to Lance, who drops down to his knees to join us. “I feed my pets well, don’t I?”

There’s that word again. But Lance nods, and I watch with rapt breath as he lowers to a crouch in front of my bare pussy, and drags his hot tongue through my slit.

“Ohmygod,” I rush out, so sensitive and swollen that his tongue threatens to break me.

Aug takes his spot behind me again, his strong, heavy chest pressed down on my shoulders as he pumps his hips against my ass. His body feels so good, the way it's conquering mine and when I look down at Lance, still licking my clit, I nearly come at the sight; he’s sucking Aug’s head, splitting his attention between my clit and his cock. And… “Holy shit,” I murmur, trying to buck my hips, find more of both of them, to come in explosive waves, because I need it.

Aug’s fingers dig into my hips as he saws between my lips, Lance’s tongue collects my arousal and Aug’s precum each time he slips through my pussy and appears, pink and glistening.

Each thrust, Lance suckles and licks.

The pressure of Aug’s cockhead nudging my cunt, a big cock being right near my hole but never pushing in, the way Lance moans as he tastes me, growls as he sucks Aug—it’s too much.

It’s way too much in the best ways.

“I’m gonna come, I’m gonna…” My spine goes rigid and my vision goes dark as Aug’s arm loops my chest, keeping me upright. My pussy clenches the cock beneath me, hungry to devour him, insane to be filled by him.

But he only grazes my open, dripping hole as Lance’s tongue makes intermittent passes over my clit.

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