Page 52 of Abducting Sarah

Both their cocks were completely stiff, so I stroked them at the same time. The guys groaned in unison.

Myguys. I loved the way that sounded.

Jac started to pump against my hand, while Deacon worked on removing Jac’s shirt. His chest was miraculously healed somehow, and his abs rippled and shimmered in the low light ofthe infirmary. Deacon tore his own shirt off, and soon, I was the only one who was dressed in the room.

Drunk on hormones, and still kneeling between them, I licked Jac’s cock. He was too big to take him deep into my mouth, but I tried. His rigid veins and smooth skin enticed me. My tongue lined each vein in turn, making him grunt in Deacon’s mouth as they resumed kissing above me. Then I felt Deacon’s big hand tangling in my hair, guiding my head back and forth on Jac’s shaft, making him fuck my mouth.

I loved the feeling of it all—being pushed onto Jac’s cock by Deacon’s hand, like I was his instrument to pleasure Jac with. It made my wet pussy ache for them both.

I had no idea the two of them had been together when they were younger, but it explained their comfort with mutual nudity.Did their history make the pomp extra awkward or extra better for them?I reminded myself to ask, once we were finished. I fisted both my hands around Jac’s cock as best I could, while I sucked on the end, moving together to give him more sensations.

He broke his kiss with Deacon and panted, “She should be naked by now.”

“Agreed.” Deacon unfastened my uniform and pulled it off of me, while I kept at Jac’s cock. Then, he licked and bit down my back, until he got to my ass. His large hand reached beneath me there, stroking the outside of my pussy and passing around my clit. “She is already so wet, Jac.”

“Fuck her bent over like this while she’s sucking my cock,” he ordered gruffly. “I want to see you do it.”

Deacon lifted my hips up and I imagined he had to crouch down considerably for me to feel his cock slide against me. But then he said to Jac, “I have a better idea. Move out of the way.”

Jac pulled from my mouth, and I whined for more. He softly chuckled at my protests and walked away from the exam table.

Deacon lifted me up and laid me over it, face down. My feet could no longer feel the floor—I was too short for that. My torso was on top of the padded table, making my head and my pelvis available to them. This was much better than trying to do anything crouching or standing. Once I was comfortable, Deacon pointed to the other side of the table and told Jac, “Over there.”

Jac returned to my head and knelt in front of me first. Gently stroking the hair away from my face, he said, “I’m going to watch Deacon fuck you, while I fuck your face. Because now, you belong tous.” Then he took my head in his hands and kissed me roughly. His tongue had the same kind of bumpy texture as Deacon’s and something about it lit my brain up.

Behind me, Deacon spread my legs open and sandwiched himself between them, before his cock dipped into me. I moaned into Jac’s mouth. I loved the feeling of both of them like this—like I was theirs and they were mine and they were each other’s, too.

Jac pulled back and kissed my forehead before he stood up again. Positioning the head of his cock at my parted lips, he cupped the back of my head and thrust into my mouth at the same time Deacon drove into my body a few inches deeper.

I gasped around Jac’s thick cock. Full and satisfied in a way I had never felt before, my whole body hummed on their energy. It was almost indescribable, but I felt lit from within. The pulsing veins in Deacon’s cock bumped up against my G-spot and each thrust stoked my fire. The taste of Jac’s cock was my new favorite thing, making me crave another taste after the last one.

He growled, “Fuck, I love watching you take her like that, Deacon.”

“Just wait till you see me fuck her as a Ladrian,” he panted behind me. “She can take every single inch of me then.”

I smacked Jac’s thigh, and he pulled out of my mouth. I turned to look over my shoulder at Deacon and said, “Stop.”

Deacon immediately pulled out. “Yes?”

Gasping, I turned over onto my back and tentatively asked, “Do you…are you disappointed I’m not—”

“No!” he practically shouted. Then he laughed and his voice lowered. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell. I just meant, I could never be disappointed with you, Sarah. I only meant to say that I thought we could add some variety to our fun. If you would like, we can mog into our human forms, too.”

“Oh.” I giggled at the amusing thought. “I hadn’t thought about that. Maybe some time, but not anytime soon. I like you both the way you are.”

“And we like you the way you are, too,” Jac said as he stroked my hair. “You’re beautiful as a human—”

“And as a Ladrian,” Deacon added.

Jac continued, “Yes, that too. And I am burning to be inside of you.”

I bit my bottom lip. “You boys want to switch sides?”

They nodded.

“Come on, then,” I said, and as they circled me with that hungry look in their eyes, I shivered, feeling like their prey.

I moved to turn over onto my stomach again, but Deacon shook his head and said, “Stay like that. On your back for us.”

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