Page 40 of Twisted Vows

I closed my eyes, letting out a soft sigh as Rurik continued massaging my breasts. His touch was a dance of fire and ice, a combination that was both intoxicating and addictive.

“I can’t wait to see you come undone again,” said Rurik, his voice a low growl.

“I think you’ve been waiting for this for a long time,” said Malachi, his voice a low purr as he slid a finger inside my channel and continued stroking my clit. I was mindlessly bucking against him now.

“I think you’re right,” I said in a shaky voice as pleasure made me quiver from head to toe. Malachi continued to touch, tease, and torment me with a skill that was both infuriating and intoxicating.

I started to whimper, and Malachi covered my mouth with his in a fiery kiss. Our tongues tangled, and I moaned as Rurik lightly pinched my nipples. There was so much pleasure from so many places that it was almost unbearable. I was either going to shatter or come with the force of a supernova.

Malachi’s lips parted from mine to drift lower as he traced a slow, deliberate line down my body, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. I cried out when his mouth replaced his fingers seconds later. His hot breath against my overstimulated clit made me come with a small cry. The orgasm was as intense as I’d expected, rocking me to the very core. As the aftermath slowly faded, I was once again aware of their continued ministrations. They hadn’t stopped touching me at all.

Rurik’s lips found mine, his kiss a sweet counterpoint to the relentless assault of Malachi’s mouth as he ravished my pussy, clearly wanting to make me come again. I moaned into his mouth, my body writhing beneath their combined touches as they drove me higher and higher.

As I teetered on the edge of another release, Malachi pulled away, his eyes gleaming with a wicked intent. He guided me onto my hands and knees, his fingers tracing a tantalizing path along my spine as he positioned himself behind me. Rurik knelt before me, his cock jutting proudly from his hips as he beckoned me closer.

I hesitated for a moment, my heart pounding in my chest as I considered the implications of my actions, but the need for their touch, for the connection that only they could provide, was too great to resist. I surrendered to their embrace. “Rurik, Malachi... Please...” I whispered, my voice barely a breath as their hands roamed over my skin. “I need you both.”

“We’re here,” said Rurik, his voice a promise of pleasure.

“Always.” Malachi’s voice was a mix of tenderness and promise.

I moaned again, my body arching into their touch as they continued their exploration. My skin tingled with each caress, the heat of their bodies mingling with the coolness of the night air.

“Yes...” I breathed out, the word a sigh of relief as they pulled me closer, their fingers exploring the softness of my curves.

Malachi’s fingers delicately traced the curve of my back, his touch a subtle invitation to deeper exploration. As his hands glided over my skin, the heat of his body radiated into mine. With each caress, my skin tingled, a sensation that seemed to pulse through me.

Suddenly, his fingers teased my rear entrance, each movement a promise of what was to come. Malachi dipped his fingers into my pussy, coating them with my slick arousal, a natural lubricant that seemed to make the moment even more intimate before withdrawing. With gentle yet insistent pressure, he pressed against my ass.

“Malachi,” I whispered, the word a breath of relief as I felt him opening me, his touch a mix of tenderness and desire. “Yes...” The word was a sigh of pleasure as his fingers explored my tight backside.

“So lovely...” he whispered, his voice a mix of encouragement and desire. “Relax, solnyshko.” The bed shifted as he knelt behind me. A second later, his cock pressed against my taut pucker. “Push back against me.”

I let his voice guide me, along with his hands on my hips. Rurik was still teasing my nipples, but he paused for a moment as Malachi gently entered my ass. I gasped as he filled me, eyes watering for a second.

“Are you okay?” asked Rurik.

I nodded, surprised to feel the pressure turning to exquisite sensations as Malachi’s balls touched my ass. “I’m fine. Better than...” I moaned, instinctively pressing back against Malachi.

“Can you take both of us?” Rurik caressed my hair as he asked.

I didn’t hesitate. “Yes.” I wasn’t as confident as I sounded, but I was determined to have them both inside me.

“Lean her back, Malachi.”

The world shifted as Malachi laid on his back, his cock still buried inside me. His legs were splayed, so mine were too, and Rurik knelt between them.

“Ready?”

I nodded, my body trembling with the need to release the tension that had built within me. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but it was all part of the dance, the rhythm of our lovemaking. I closed my eyes, savoring the moment and the sensation of being taken. I tensed, my breath catching in my throat as Rurik’s cock nudged against my pussy. The warmth of his flesh against my skin was a stark contrast to the cold sweat that had broken out on my forehead.

He was slow and gentle as he slipped his cock into my channel. At first, I was sure my body couldn’t accommodate both of them, but as he flexed and adjusted his angle, something shifted. I gasped when he was fully inside me. It was painful, and I whimpered.

“Relax, solnyshko,” said Malachi, his voice low and soothing. “We’ve got you.”

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart as I adjusted to the feeling of them inside me. Rurik’s hands were on my shoulders, his touch gentle as he leaned in to kiss me.

“You’re doing great,” he whispered, his lips brushing against mine. “Just breathe.”

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