"Hi," I muttered, not letting go of Dax' shoulders. He was equally as stunned, not saying a word. My hand was caught in the cookie jar, and I just crushed the damn cookie with my thighs.
Crumbs everywhere.
Was this cheating? Oh, my gosh, is it cheating when both of your mates aren't in the same room during sexy time? Dimitri continued to stare; no emotion played on his face.
Do they both need to be here? Does he think I cheated? Did I cheat? My breathing became erratic, feeling a slight panic attack welp in my throat; I did the first thing any child would do. Yes, child, because damn, I had no idea what else to do.
"It was his fault," I pointed to Dax. Betrayal illuminated his perfect face, mouth dropping into an 'O.' Part of me felt terrible. Still, the other part found it utterly adorable. "He touched my arm, and the fire went everywhere! It went straight down there," I pointed to my crotch, the sticky residue reminded me of my sin, and I blushed brightly as my hair. "Then we kissed, and the fire kept burning brighter and the tingling!" I squealed.
"Everywhere, it was everywhere, and I had to stop it." A tiny tilt of Dimitri's grimaced face tilted, or so I thought, but it immediately went back to a scowl. His posture was rigid, and my eyes dipped lower to his perfectly sculpted abs and the generous v-line that led straight to his tally wacker.
It was at attention. Ready to salute his soldiers off to war.
Dimitri's steps were slow and calculated, not caring if his rod was swaying to and fro. He stopped right in front of me, and the one-eye monster stared me right in the face. Breathing heavily, my eyes looked up at him, and I gave MY best puppy eyes I could. My hands were laying back on Dax' shoulders; his thumbs rubbed my hips which was comforting.
"I was gone for only thirty minutes, and both of you had fun; what about me?" I don't think his statement couldn't make me feel more guilty. Dax only chuckled, like he won the lottery.
Dimitri's thing was sitting in front of my face. His eyes stared down at me, and I swear I saw a bit of hurt in his eyes. My mind didn't think. His erection was in my face, and I wanted nothing more than to make him feel better, so my mind went blank my body took over.
So, I leaned forward and licked the tip like a cat. His eyes grew wide, and his penis bobbed while he fell backward.
"Did I do it wrong?" Dax roared in laughter, but Dimitri was on his back, gripping it tight to his body like it was going to fall off.
"Dimitri? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" Getting off of Dax, I crawled to Dimitri, who was lying on his back on the blanket.
"I was not prepared," he gritted his teeth. "That felt nice," his hand went into my hair and pulled me close. Hungerly, he captured my lips while flipping me over on my back. His manhood pushed right against my clit; I was already feeling the heat of him there.
Hips flexing, he pushed it harder into me, groaning into his mouth. My hand went into his hair while the other traveled further down to tickle his abs. I had yet to grip hold of the monster. The growing lust that was blossoming in my body rose to be too much. Dax laid beside me, pulling my shirt up to reveal one of my breasts. Gripping and holding it tight, flicking my nipple.
My back arched, feeling the wave crash down on me; Dimitri wasn't close to being done while his hips thrust just on the outside of my underwear. My hand wandered again, finally grabbing his shaft. Stopping his movements, his kissing and hand wandering, he sighed when I began to grip his girth.
Thumb going across the tip, I felt the liquid pebble. Rubbing around the tip brought the brief memory of licking him. It was salty with a hint of spice that I wanted more of.
I'm becoming a freak.
A big horny freak.
And it feels good.
Moving my hand up and down his shaft, he groaned, eyes shut. Hips would flex towards me when I strengthened my grip. It was soft yet hard, slightly bumpy yet velvety. I still don't see how one of these bad boys would fit where it was supposed to if I could barely wrap my hand around it.
Dimitri began to growl, Dax continued to get a better grip on my breast, but Dimitri's position wasn't having it. We were a big pile of virgins that had no idea what to do next.
And if that didn't make me smile, I don't know what would.
We were doing this together. Dimitri's balls tightened on my thigh while pumping him faster, and he spurts his cum over my stomach. As weird as it was, I liked it, and it was a complete turn-on. Sweat from Dimitri's forehead dripped between my breasts while we all breathed heavily.
"Did I make up for it?" I nervously giggled, still unsure where Dimitri and I stood. The brothers looked at each other and burst out laughing.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Seraphina
Wealldressedquickly,cleaning ourselves with the flimsy paper napkins they were so thoughtful to bring. My mind was still boggled that we just did that, outdoors with Dimitri completely naked. My face burned bright, recalling what we did, but Dax only chuckled behind me while wiggling my butt into my leggings.
"Maybe you are more spirited than we realized." Dax' arms wrapped around my waist, he was undoubtedly possessive, and Dimitri was a bit more stand-offish. "Didn't think we could get you to open up like you did."
"You both are my mates, and my gut hasn't steered me wrong, yet so I'm following it,” I beamed.