“Not now, but one day, Blondie, we will talk about babies and how I’d love to see you round with our child, if that’s what you want,” he groaned, like he thought that was the sexiest imagery he could conjure up.
I nodded, speechless, but so fucking turned on.
“Go on Blondie, ride his cock, while I wait my turn.” Soren went back to stroking himself.
I whimpered as Gray helped me sit on his lap again, expecting him to position me on his cock immediately, but he kissed me again. He caressed my body with a soft touch, kissing me until he rubbed my clit, making me cry out.
“Stop teasing me,” I whined. “You're taking too long.”
“Sunshine, why are you rushing me? You think worshiping your body needs to be done in a hurry?” Gray kissed my sternum. “If I had more hours in the day, I would show you morning, noon, and night, that your body is mine to please, to show love and most of all, to remind you how fucking perfect you are. Every day I will most gladly pray at this altar.”
“Gray,” I moaned, when he inserted a finger in me.
“Don’t rush me while I show my devotion to you,” he said, thrusting another finger in me.
I cried out at his words and the pleasure he was weaving through my body.
“That’s my girl, ride my hand,” he said, as I started to roll my hips.
Just as I was getting close to my release, he slowed me down before removing his fingers from me. Once I was empty, he sucked on his finger, groaning.
“You taste like sunshine,” he murmured.
The loss of his fingers made me frantic, lifting up on my knees so I could guide the tip of his cock into me. I paused for a second, feeling self-conscious and wondering if I was doing this wrong.
“One word and we stop,” he assured me, caressing the sides of my hips.
We both made a sound the moment I took some of him in me. I had never been in this position before, in charge of the pleasure, and while the stretch was a little painful, I reveled in the power.
“Sunshine, you’re so fucking tight. I can feel your pleasure,” Gray said through gritted teeth, as I took all of him in me. “Don’t move because I don’t want to embarrass myself.”
He laughed nervously, but I was so turned on, I knew it wasn’t going to take me much longer, not after seeing Soren looking more feral as he stroked himself faster.
I rolled my hips once, getting used to the motion, I did it again until I found a good rhythm. Gray held on to my hips every so often, thrusting up into me, making me cry out hitting a spot within me that pushed me to new heights of pleasure.
“Come on, Sunshine,” Gray groaned. “I need you to come now.”
He pulled me down for a kiss, swirling my clit with his thumb pushing me over the edge. My body tightened as wave after wave of my pleasure coursed through me. Gray groaned his release seconds after me, his grip on my hips was a little painful, but it kept me in the moment.
“Alright baby brother, you had your fun, now she is mine,” Soren said behind me, wrapping an arm around my waist. “Bend over, Blondie and let me take care of you.”
Gray slipped out of me as Soren pushed me forward. He pushed two fingers in slowly, my body shuddered. I was tired, but his touch reinvigorated me. I pushed back against his hands slowly as two sets of hands ran over my body.
“Soren,” I moaned, as he grazed a spot in me that had me arching my back and pushing back against him harder.
“Blondie, I need you,” Soren said, removing his finger and replacing it with his cock at my entrance.
I tensed, wondering if he put on the same thing Gray had.
“Ask, Blondie,” he said, staying still at my entrance.
I grew nervous thinking I should just trust him, but I needed to be careful. If there was a possibility that I could pass on my power to them, I didn't know if I wanted my children to suffer like me.
“Hey, you are not doing anything wrong,” Gray said, cupping my cheek to look at him. “You always do what makes you comfortable, if you want to stop now, you tell us.”
“I just want to make sure you're using protection,” I whispered, waiting for him to be upset when I looked over my shoulder at Soren.
“Yes, I have a condom on,” he replied, clenching his jaw, my heart raced as I thought I had disappointed him. “Don’t, Blondie; you are doing nothing wrong and if you want me to wear ten condoms I’ll do it. I would do anything for you to ease your worry and make you happy. I just don’t ever want you to be afraid of telling us how you feel.”