Rescuing Their Virgin Mate(54)

“Dirk, I can’t wait any longer.” Clay scraped his too sharp nails along her belly. “Flip her.”

Good thing they’d blindfolded her. Seeing him shift in front of her might be too much.

The rope connecting her wrists to the wall disappeared, but her hands remained bound.

Clay placed his hands on her rear. “I need to replace this little thing with something a lot bigger and more human.”

Her inner walls fluttered in anticipation. He tapped her rear, and she forced her body to relax as he twisted and tugged on the dildo. It came out with a pop. The vacancy disappointed her, but Clay’s cock would be so much better.

He removed her blindfold and then leaned over her back. “We want you to see the ecstasy in Dirk’s eyes when he marks you. Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

Lube wafted toward her, and a second later, Clay grabbed her hips and pressed the head of his cock to her hole. Involuntary spasms made her clench.

“Do you need another spanking, sugar?”

As much as she liked the aftereffect of the pain, she needed his cock now—before she lost her courage. “No, sir.”

“Good girl.”

Dirk knelt in front of her and once more played with her tits. He pressed their fullness together and thumbed her nipples. Sparks of heated joy bubbled down her spine. Embracing the fiery currents racing through her, Clay pressed his cock into her butthole. Holy mother of God. The man was huge. Her stomach caved and her breath caught.

“Easy there.” With one hand, he rubbed her back and with the other he clasped onto her neck and prevented her from flying forward as he eased into her.

Had it not been for Dirk’s sensitive rubbing, she might have said the safe word. Never had she been so filled up. The plug and the dildo were nothing compared to his cock. With each stroke, Clay’s in and out movements grew larger and more forceful. Her back channel stretched and throbbed until a miracle happened. Once her body became accustomed to the pressure and friction, small electric charges of desire jetted outward. Not only did her ass vibrate, but spasms rolled down her inner wall. She pressed down on his cock and he gasped.

“Don’t do that, sugar. Dirk, help me lean her back.”

Her mind fogged at that instruction. Clay held her hips as he stretched his legs alongside her. Her shoulders lifted and she tumbled back until she landed against his chest.

“Sweet Lord in heaven.” Clay’s cock dug in so deep she glanced down to see if the tip had come through her belly.

“Feel good, sugar?”

She swallowed to speak. “Give me a minute, sir.”

Dirk didn’t seem to want to wait because he pulled her legs forward and placed her feet on the bed.

“Let me at your pussy.”

She couldn’t take any more stimulation. If he touched her, she would explode. Dirk lay on his stomach and using his elbows, muscled his way close, spreading her legs wide. Clay tugged on her elbows, stretching her nipples and making them pucker.

He wasn’t moving, probably to give her a rest before Dirk impaled her. When Dirk circled her clit with his finger, she flinched and her muscles convulsed. She was so close to coming.

Stay strong.

Suddenly, Dirk dove in, his tongue lapping up her juices. Two fingers probed her. His thumbs wiggled and pressed on her clit. Bolts of electricity shot up and down her spine and her breaths came out as pants. Lust licked her insides.

“Hurry, sir.” She was unable to keep quiet.

Dirk pulled back and rose to one knee while he planted his other foot outside her leg. One hand held his cock and the other pinched her nipple. She ground her teeth to keep from jumping off the ledge of ecstasy.

With one thrust, he impaled her and stars burst behind her lids. This wasn’t happening. It was too much. Dirk leaned over and kissed her, and the tension seeped out of her.

“I love you, Elena Sanchez.”

“I love you, too, Dirk Tilton.”

Dirk eased out, but this time when he went back in, he drove in. Her wrists might have been bound, but she placed her hands on Dirk’s head to steady herself. Clay clasped her hips tightly and lifted her. Probably because they telepathed their next move, they moved in and out together, filling her up with each seesaw motion.

The euphoria built, but she wanted it faster and harder. Pressing on her feet, she tried to lift up, but Clay held her still.

“Let us love you, sugar.”

She nodded.

Dirk lowered his head and captured a nipple in his mouth. When Clay slid a hand down her belly and pressed on her clit, her world spun out of control. Nothing could stop the orgasmic train. Shudders wracked her and the dam broke. Someone’s cry rent the air. It might have been hers.

At once, two sets of fangs sank into her neck and she lost control. Wave after wave of glorious bliss drove into her. Clay’s fingers dug hard into her hips, and his hot cum shot into her ass. Dirk’s cock expanded and he licked her neck as more semen filled her.