Page 33 of Storm of Stars
As if my command gave her a boost of confidence, she made her way to the bed and climbed up his body, peppering promising kisses along his bare skin on the way until her knees came to a rest on either side of his head, but she sat up, hovering over his willing mouth.
I came to the side of the bed and pressed a palm against her pert ass. Then, with a quick flick of my wrist, I smacked the flesh there. She gasped, jolting in Ezra’s hold, her hands braced against the wall in front of her.
“I said sit down,” I commanded. “Or should I spank you again?”
She met my eyes, and I saw it then, the hint of challenge. The little brat in her that wanted to be punished.
“Oh,” I whispered. Gently caressing the spot on her ass where I had hit her. “Did my girl enjoy that?”
She nodded.
“Do you want me to do it again?”
Again she nodded. And before she even finished the motion, I brought my palm down against her skin again. The sharp sound echoed in the room. She cried out, leaning forward. “Now, be a good girl for me, and sit down,” I cooed into her ear. Pressing a kiss to her cheek.
I took a step back and watched then as she lowered her core to Ezra’s waiting mouth. He didn’t waste a single second before devouring her. The sounds were downright sinful. Ezra’s hands clamped onto her legs and held her down on his face. She began to buck her hips riding him, chasing her release on his tongue. The erotic display was nearly as good as if I was a part of it.
Speaking of. Ezra’s cock was thick, rigid, and severely unappreciated. I climbed onto the bed between Ezra’s thighs andlaid my hands on his thighs. I felt them tense beneath my touch. His cock twitched as if searching for my mouth.
I gave him what he wanted.
I started slow, licking from base to tip, which drew a fucking glorious groan from Ezra which vibrated Brexlyn who then cried out. When my tongue reached the tip, I let it swirl around the head, savoring the taste of his precum. Then I took him into my mouth. Swallowing him inch by inch and relishing in the way his body reacted to mine and the way my throat adjusted so I could fit him.
I drove my hips into the side of the mattress, desperate for some sort of friction as I bobbed up and down on Ezra’s massive dick. He seemed to be spurred on by my attention and was devouring Brexlyn within an inch of her life. She bucked on him, pressing hard down onto his tongue. When she came I listened to the sounds of Ezra lapping it up and moaned around his cock before slowly lifting off of it.
I grabbed Brexlyn, maneuvered her until she was now straddling Ezra. I grabbed his cock in my hand and positioned it at her entrance. Then I gripped onto her hips and slammed her down onto him. They both cried out, in desperate throaty cries. I wanted nothing more than to hear those sounds for the rest of my life. I kept my tough grip on her waist and helped her ride Ezra’s cock until they were both panting. Then I pulled him out of her and replaced him with my own cock. Then I was slamming into her. Her pussy clamped down onto me, as if welcoming me home. I pressed into her, driving my hips with fervor as I made fast, reckless, passionate love to the woman of my dreams.
I pulled out and returned Ezra’s cock inside of her. They continued their passionate fucking while I dipped a finger into her cunt alongside his dick. They both groaned. When my finger was nice and slick, I slid it out and then pressed it against the tight ring of her ass. Her body stilled.
“Tell me to stop,” I challenged even though I knew she wouldn’t. She wanted this. Instead, she pressed her hips back, begging my fingers for more. As she bounced on Ezra’s dick, I spread her arousal around the opening until she was ready for me to press a finger inside. Her body stilled, like a statue as she adjusted to my finger. Her head fell back and I grabbed her hair in my fist. I slid another finger in and she cursed under her breath.
“Fuck,” I whispered. “You’re so fucking tight, baby.”
“Please, Zaffir,” she begged.
“Please what?” I teased.
“More.”
I started pressing my fingers into her harder and faster, scissoring them just enough to stretch her. Ezra was still beneath her, just content to feel her body pulse around his as I readied her to take both of us.
I pulled my fingers from her and stepped up alongside the edge of the bed until my cock was level with Ezra’s face. He watched me like a predator.
“Get me wet enough to fuck our girl, Ezra,” I commanded. And for a brief moment, he paused, and I wondered if my dominance didn’t work for him the way it worked for Brexlyn. But then he surged forward, his hot mouth clamping down on my shaft. I hissed as he worked his tongue along me. Brexlyn was watching us, her eyes burning with bright white heat as he slammed his cock into her and devoured me with his mouth. I would have been content to stay here for hours, but I had very specific plans, so using every ounce of my willpower, I withdrew from Ezra’s perfect mouth, and pressed a kiss to them, before moving back to my place behind Brexlyn.
My slick cock, now wet with his saliva, was ready for her. I pressed the head of my length to her now stretched entrance. “Relax for me baby,” I said before slowly pressing my hipsforward. She winced, but didn’t say anything as the tip slid past the ring of muscles. “Ezra,” I strained through clenched teeth. “Her clit.”
He listened and began giving her clit the attention it deserved. And the moment her body relaxed under that touch, she opened for me and soon enough I was bottomed out in her tight ass.
The three of us sat perfectly still for an instant just soaking up the feeling of it. The intimacy. The charged emotions.
“I can feel you inside of her,” Ezra groaned, meeting my eyes. I gave him a small smile, then a quick nod. And we began moving within her. She gripped onto the headboard with every ounce of strength she had left in her sexy little body as the two of us picked up the pace and began fucking her the way we were desperate to. My balls slapped against his, which only heightened the experience. All my thoughts disappeared, all reservations, all fears. There was only Brexlyn, and only Ezra. They were my saving grace. They were my wake up call. They were mine.
Brexlyn’s body tensed as another release built and when she came, her body convulsing with waves of pleasure, she took both Ezra and I with her. We emptied ourselves into her like we were claiming her. Owning her.
But really it was she who owned us. And I wouldn’t want it any differently. When I was finally spent, I slid out from her and she lifted off of Ezra. And I couldn’t help but stare at her spent pussy. The way it gaped and dripped with the remnants of us. Of what we did to her.
I couldn’t resist. I bent down and let my tongue run from top to bottom, tasting us on her. She bucked out of the way with a gasp then turned to gape at me, shock on her face.
