Page 49 of Dragon Rivals of New York

He’s there, looking at me. The zip of leather echos through the room as he yanks his belt from his belt loops with one hand. He takes my wrists and pulls them behind my back, so I’m forced to dangle upside down, face to the back of the couch. Using his belt, he secures my hands together.

Blood rushes to my head as Jethro works my clit. I try to use my abs to push up, but Kyro is standing too close and my head just hits his legs. He kicks off his shoes, then his pantsand boxers fall to his ankles.

I whimper, knowing his naked cock is just above me, but unable to see it in this position. Jethro’s finger slips inside me, thumb stroking my clit as Kyro tangles his hand in my hair.

“Y-yes,” I moan.

“That’s it, Ara’ha,” Kyro says, wrapping my hair around his fist. “Come for your mates, and then we’ll show you what we really have planned for you. Give her another finger, Jeth.”

My body tenses. Jethro slips a second finger inside me, then a third. Hanging like this, my breasts brush against the couch with each sway of my body, nipples straining against the rough scratch of my lace bra. Kyro’s cock presses into my back as Jethro finger-fucks me from behind. I know they’re kissing somewhere above me, but I can’t see it. I can only hear their panting gasps and the wet smack of lips.

While Jethro keeps up his pace, thick fingers grab hold of my tights, on either side of the small hole Jethro made, and rip them wide open.

“You may look like an innocent little teacher, but we know what you really want.” Kyro’s calloused hands smooth over my ass and down my inner thighs, spreading them. Jethro draws out his fingers and brings the heel of his hand to my clit. One forefinger from each of Kyro’s hands pushes inside me, applying a little pressure on my outer edges, stretchingme wide.

“One cock isn’t enough for you, is it?” he says. “You need two cocks filling this pretty pussy.” He chuckles. “You should see how you just gushed all over me. Such a greedy little thing.” He adds a second finger from each hand. “The goddess knew what she was doing when she gave you both of us. You would never have been satisfied with one.” Three fingers from each hand press the walls of my entrance, massaging my insides in a way that has me wiggling against the couch.

“We’re gonna satisfy every craving you’ve ever had, and some you didn’t even know about,” Jethro says, grinding against my clit with his palm. I cry out as Kyro applies more pressure, stretching me like he’s pulling me apart.

“Now,” he says, pulling out his fingers and running his slick hand up my back under my shirt.

I feel so empty, but only for a moment. As Kyro stands up straight, and starts rubbing circles on my back, Jethro presses his fingers inside me. They spread, splitting me open. Is that three fingers? Four?Wait, is that his thumb, too?

“Relax, baby,” Kyro says. I breathe through the slight burn as Jethro continues to stretch me, knuckles rubbing against all the right places. He presses in deeper, and… did he just?

“That’s it, lovely. Take my fist. Just like that.”

“Your f-fist?!” Shit. I’m stretched so full, every inner part of me touched and stroked as he makes small thorough movements. This is yet another thing I didn’t know was possible, and fuck, it feels good. So. Damn. Good.

I gasp and come.

Jethro curses as I clench around him.

“Come on your mate's fist. Just like that.” Kyro spreads my butt cheeks like he’s trying to get a better view.

I’m still fluttering as Jethro pulls out his fist and slides his thick cock inside me. He tugs the belt around my hands to hoist me. Kyro helps by lifting my shoulders. My head spins from the blood rush and even more from the kiss Kyro gives me. Jethro glides lazily in and out of me a few times before pulling me down onto the couch on top of him.

My back is to his chest, his cock still inside me. He’s completely naked, though I’m still fully dressed apart from my ripped tights. Even my panties are still on, though they're pushed to the side and absolutely ruined because they're so soaked.

“Such a pretty picture,” Kyro says. He climbs over the back of the couch and hovers above me. He’s naked too. Fisting his cock, he slides his hand up and down a few times before lining himself up with my entrance.

He drags his tip back and forth over my clit until I’m archingmy back and begging for more. Despite how thoroughly they stretched me out, there’s a slight pressure when he pushes inside me right alongside Jethro. Neither of them are small men.

Jethro’s hands find my breasts, kneading them through my blouse as Kyro starts to move, rocking into me, moving against Jethro’s length.

“Yeah, big guy, that’s it,” Jethro groans, his breath warming my cheek.

I grab Kyro’s ass and hold him closer, right where I want him, pelvis rolling against my clit. Skin slick with sweat, body glowing with heat, all of us connected, my toes curl and my belly tightens. I’m so full. Sandwiched between my two naked men, still wearing my work clothes—even my high heels. Fuck, this is hot.

Our breaths mingle. Two cocks move as one inside me, rubbing against each other, rubbing against me. They’re gonna come inside me together, mixing as they fill me so fucking full. Claiming me. Claiming each other.

“Yes!” I cry out. “Yes, yes yes yes! I’m gonna—aaaahhhh!”

My orgasm hits me like a punch in the gut. My eyes roll back. I tense, curling up, bitting Kyro’s shoulder.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” Kyro cries at the same time as Jethro makesan unintelligible noise of pleasure. I squeeze them together, and they swell and twitch and explode. It feels like it goes on forever.

And I want it to.

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