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CHAPTER 15

Lucy

Henry unlocked thebelt holding my wrists together, and then he flipped me onto my knees. I gasped when I looked up to see Marcus’ long cock exposed and dripping with need. I stared at it longingly. His body was a little thinner than Henry’s, who resembled a professional athlete. Marcus looked more like a runner, with whipcord strength and tight muscles.

Henry pushed my thighs apart and for a moment I thought he was actually going to fuck me. I couldn’t even tell you how much I wanted it. But I felt his hands between my thighs instead of his cock. He rubbed the soft globes of my ass with his big rough hands and I pushed back against him. It felt good, damn good to be touched by him.

Marcus continued to stroke his cock, his eyes never once leaving my body. He moved closer and took one of my dangling breasts into his hands. The hard pinch to my nipple caused my pussy to clench.

“Fuck, she likes that,” Henry said in his gravelly voice. “Her pussy is drenched.”

To my utter surprise, I felt a sharp slap to my backside.

I squealed and tried to pull away, the heat from his spanking causing a warmth to develop that I didn’t quite understand.

“Careful,” Henry’s tone was calming as he assured me. “You are safe, Lucy.”

I trusted him to keep me safe, I trusted both of them.

Another smack to the other cheek nearly brought tears to my eyes. But as the warmth began to mix with the throbbing in my pussy, I felt a very different feeling. This time I didn’t pull away.

“Do you like that?” Marcus asked me.

“Yes, Master.”

The fire that lit in his eyes when I used that pet name was empowering.

“You are a good girl, aren’t you?” he murmured, moving closer to me.

The tip of his cock touched my lips and I licked the spot, tasting the saltiness of his desire.

“What do you want, Lucy?” Marcus asked.

I swallowed hard. “I want your cock in my mouth, Master.”

He growled, “Then you shall have it.”

The moment that he pressed his dick to my lips, Henry began stroking my pussy again. Then I felt the tip of his tongue trace the rim of my ass. It was foreign and naughty, and I should have hated it. But I was too wrapped up in the moment to worry about social conventions and what should or shouldn’t be appropriate.

All I could do was feel. And in this moment, I felt like I was going to come apart at the seams. Visions of Henry sinking into my pussy as Marcus fucked my ass swam in my mind. I wanted to know what it would feel like sandwiched so tightly between them. To feel both of them inside of me, it would be a dream come true.

I sucked harder, hollowing out my cheeks and licking around the tip before sinking back down, taking him until I could hardly breathe.

Henry continued to play with my folds, his tongue dipping and circling my ass, driving me insane.

I could sense that Marcus was close and wanted more than anything to bring him to completion. I wanted to see the way he looked when pleasure overtook him.

Henry spread my legs further, slipping between them so that he lay on the bed and then he brought my hips to his mouth. Marcus pulled out and allowed me to sit up before joining us on the bed. I placed my hands on his hips and took him into my mouth again. It was at that moment that Henry started fucking me with his tongue. He used his whole face, rubbing his whiskers against my sensitive skin, bumping my clit with his nose.

His hands were on my reddened ass and the tighter he squeezed the closer I flew toward cumming. I took one hand to Marcus’ balls, rolling them lightly and then pulling slightly, as I took him to the back of my throat.

He cursed wildly and yanked my face hard against him. He was all I could smell and see as he fucked my face and came down my throat.

Reeling from his release I blinked up and him and saw the tenderest expression on Marcus’ face. I could sense the depth of feelings that he had for me. I also saw that his fangs were extended, as I was sure mine were as well.

“Please, Master, may I ask you something,” I could hardly get the sentence out with Henry working his magic on my pussy.

Marcus tucked my hair back, kissing my forehead. “Anything, Kitten.”

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