That’s it, Pet, make them all nice and wet.
My muscles relax as a smile pulls my lips upwards, my fingers popping out of my mouth, glistening with my saliva.
Jax Weapon of Mass Destruction Griffiths:
Baby Girl…fuck you’re killing me here…
I can’t resist one long lick up the side of my finger, swirling my tongue around the top just as I’ve done countless times to their hard cocks, hoping that they remember the move too.
Kai:
Take them to that beautiful wet cunt of yours, Pet. Rub your clit nice and slow for me.
I do as instructed, trailing my fingers down the centre of my body, coming round the side of my swollen stomach, using touch to locate my pussy. At this stage, I can no longer see it if I look down, but my fingers find it easily enough, and just as Kai described, it’s already slick with my excitement.
A heady moan leaves my lips at the first touch, pleasure zinging over my body when my fingers make contact with my engorged bud. The phone lights up beside me, and I turn hooded eyes to read the message.
Ash Our Almighty Leader:
You are a fucking goddess, wife. I’m as hard as stone for you right now, Princess.
Using my other hand, a little awkwardly, I type out a reply.
Lilly Sexy AF Baby Mama:
Grip your dicks hard for me, pretend it’s my hand wrapped around them.
Jax Weapon of Mass Destruction Griffiths:
Shit, baby…that feels so fucking good.
My fingers move faster on my nub, imagining my Knights tugging and pulling at their hard cocks, and trying to pretend it’s one of them playing with my body.
Kai:
Dirty Pet, getting so worked up over their filthy words. I’ll have to get Ash to spank you again when you’re home.
The ache that’s permanently in my chest flares at the mention of home, but I shove it down, focusing back on the electric pulses that are starting to shoot from my core.
Kai:
I would do such dirty, terrible things to your body, Pet. Indulge all of your darkest fantasies, and play with all of your fears until you don’t know whether to beg me to stop or keep going.
Heat flushes over my entire body as I read his words, my other hand reaching down to my aching breast and squeezing it. A gasp falls from my lips, my teeth sinking into the bottom one as I bring my fingers down to my opening and thrust them inside myself, fucking my hand hard and fast.
The phone lights up on the pillow next to me, and I have to open my cracked eyes wider to read the message.
Loki Your Favourite Boyfriend Thorn:
That’s it, baby. Fuck your hand like you would my cock. I wanna see you come all over yourself.
I feel myself getting higher and higher, the pleasure almost too unbearable after so long without it. I’ve been craving a release, needing to rid myself of this pent-up energy and frustration that being incarcerated has left me with.
Adding a third finger and closing my eyes, I call to mind four pairs of hands on me, gliding over and inside my body as I grinddown on my fingers. I give into the intense feelings racing over my skin, uncaring as cries leave my lips with abandon.
Feeling myself reach the cliff’s edge, I pull my fingers out, hitting my G-spot on the way as an orgasm rips through me and sends me into the stratosphere. Wetness coats my hand and the bed beneath me as I writhe, letting the stars fill my eyes and waves of exquisite torture run through and over me, leaving me gasping.
Lying back, relaxing completely into the mound of pillows behind me, I let my breathing slow, languidly looking over at the phone to see several messages in the group chat.