“It doesn’t hurt?” Roman asked.
“It stings. But he’s not hitting that hard. He probably needs those electrolytes more than me. I think he’s getting weak in his old age. I’ve noticed a definite lack in his stamina of late.”
Smack! Smack!
She squealed. “Ouch! Those hurt!”
“They were meant to. There is nothing wrong with my stamina.”
“Or he was just holding back,” she added hastily. “Yep, that was it. He was totally holding back. He’s the strongest, most staminastic man I know.”
“I don’t believe that’s a word, is it?” Roman turned to Salem.
“Like I said, I’m becoming delusional. Please, please, will someone fuck me now?”
“Gladly,” Salem murmured as he slid away from her and moved down toward her feet. Alexei took his place and she shook her head.
“That monster is not going to fit inside me,” she told him. “No way.”
He cupped her face with one hand. “It will fit. You were made for me. I promise.”
She really didn’t believe him. Salem moved behind her and she glanced over at Roman, surprised he was still here.
“You don’t . . . you don’t have to stay,” she told him. “If this makes you uncomfortable.”
A look of surprise crossed his face. “Why would it make me uncomfortable? Oh, unless you don’t want me to stay?”
“I want you to. Please.”
“Then I’ll stay.” He grabbed a chair and drew it closer just as Salem started to push his way inside her.
God. It felt so good. Her clit was still aching, her body hot and needy. But having him inside her felt so, so right.
He drew back, then pushed forward.
“More. Please, more.”
Alexei drew her down to his dick and she licked along the firm shaft as Salem continued to move slowly.
So mean.
Whimpers escaped her as she took Alexei’s cock into her mouth.
“That’s it. Fuck, that feels so good,” Alexei told her as he wrapped her hair around his fist. “Take my dick deep into your mouth. Good girl. Get me nice and wet so I can fuck you deep.”
“Bloody hell,” Roman muttered.
She tried to turn and look at him, but Alexei kept her head still.
“Attention on me,” Alexei commanded. “Suck. I need to be wet so I don’t hurt you.”
“Wouldn’t lube be better than spit?” Roman asked.
“Yep. I’ll use that too. But it doesn’t really go well with dirty talk,” Alexei told him.
“Ahh. Got it.”
“That’s it. Take my dick like the good girl that you are. You are doing so well. Are you taking Salem’s dick? Is he stretching you? Is he making you feel so fucking good?”