Ibrahim was beside me, not moving, just watching.
“Oh, Athena, you feel so damn good.” I felt Boden’s warm breath by my ear, felt his hand grab a chunk of my hair and pull ever so slightly. I opened my mouth again in pleasure and turned my head to look at him. He kept a firm grip on my hair, keeping my head back, my throat exposed.
“I’m going to fuck your ass so good you’ll scream my name.” We kissed then, his mouth devouring mine as his hips pistoned in and out, his cock tunneling inside of me. His cock was huge, and, although the discomfort had been there, a slow burn of pleasure started to take its place.
Eeron moved then, retreating when Boden slammed into my ass, shoving his cock into me when Boden pulled out.
“Grip the headboard and don’t let go.” The command came from Eeron, and it wasn’t to be disobeyed. I wrapped my fingers around the cold, wrought iron bars, the temperature so different from my overheated body.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard, baby. So. Fucking. Hard.”
They became madmen, pulling out and slamming back into me in unison. I mewled in surprise and then moaned when Boden smacked my ass, the sound and sting enticing.
“You like when we fuck you? You like my cock buried in your ass and Eeron shoved up your cunt?”
I couldn’t speak, and could only feel the stark pleasure.
Smack.
Smack.
“Oh. My. God.” The feeling of his palm against my ass, the burn it created was incredible. I couldn’t hold back the words that spilled out of me.
Smack.
Smack.
I was spanked again, and again, and again until I was crying from the magnitude of sensations moving through me.
“You like that pain, Athena? Like when I fucking smack this perfect ass?”
“Yes,” I hissed out. “Oh, God, yes.” Boden’s words ignited me, heated my entire body and sent me to new heights of ecstasy. He kissed the side of my neck, and I prayed for him to pierce my throat. I wanted to feel it, wanted to feel those deadly fangs slide into my body. Eeron lifted up slightly, never stopping as he pumped into me. He licked the other side of my throat, and I felt my climax approach.
“I’m so close,” I panted. Their fangs grazed each side of my neck now, and I tensed as my orgasm started to peak.
“Look at me as they pleasure you,” Ibrahim said in a dark voice.
Just as the pleasure washed over me, I felt them bite down, piercing each side of my throat. I kept my focus on Ibrahim, his gaze on me heightening my pleasure.
The pain lasted only a moment, and then a euphoric sensation I had ever felt consumed me as they started sucking my blood. I moved my hips, swiveled slightly, needing them deeper, wanting them to go harder. They grunted against my neck, and I heard them sucking, felt them drawing out my blood.
When my climax started to descend, they retracted their fangs, and both growled out in unison. The wicked feeling of their hot spunk shooting inside of my ass and pussy had me gasping as another, smaller orgasm coiled within me before snapping. After several seconds I finally I collapsed on top of Eeron, and felt someone release my death grip on the bars. Hands caressed my back, and I was slightly aware of Boden pulling out of my ass. But exhaustion was heavy within me, and my body was like a ragdoll.
Eeron pulled out of me next, and I rolled off him to lie on my back, my stomach hollowing with every ragged breath I took. My skin was slick with perspiration, my body finally cooling. They flanked me, wrapping their arms around me and running their fingers over my body. My whole body pulsed with the feeling of being alive. My pussy ached, my neck throbbed, but those dual sensations left a smile of satisfaction on my face.
As I lay there, exhaustion lulling me to sleep, my last thought was that two had fucked the hell out of me, and I still had two more to go.
Chapter Six
I woke to someone sucking on my breast and hands sliding over my thigh. I peeled my eyes open, immediately feeling the ache in my body from my earlier activities. I saw it was Aram who was licking at my chest. His head was bent low, his tongue swirling over my areola and the engorged peak of one breast. I turned my head and saw Ibrahim watching me as he moved his fingers over my flesh, edging closer and closer to my pussy.
I don’t know how much time had passed, but for someone who’d just been thoroughly fucked, I was surprised that my body heated all over again. Aram lifted his head and moved up my body. He captured my mouth with his, and I raised my hands to spear them through his hair. But before I could do the act, he had both of my wrists secured in his hand and moved them above my head. He kissed my jaw, running his tongue up and down, his teeth gently grazing my flesh.
Ibrahim spread my legs and caressed my inner thighs, his thumbs swirling over my skin. I became wet all over again. I didn’t know where Boden or Eeron were, but I was lost in this moment regardless. Ibrahim’s warm breath puffed against my pussy, and I felt his desire with every flick of his tongue against me. I lifted my hips in invitation, desperate to feel his hot, wet tongue slide against me harder. To my disappointment, he moved up my body and started kissing the other side of my neck. Feeling both of their mouths on me, and their tongues lapping at my pulse, was enough to make me beg softly.