Naked for Her Two Masters(22)

“May I play with you?” she asked a bit hesitantly.

“Please do.”

Much to his surprise she began by stroking his chin, his jaw line, and his neck, only gradually moving down to pet his abs and his nipples. When she finally put her mouth on his skin, it was to lick a line across his chest. He estimated she spent five minutes touching him very gently here and there, not in a sexual way although he was most definitely aroused by it.

“Now me,” said Kingston when Andorra finally sat back away from him.

Raleigh watched her mouth break into a tiny grin as she moved closer to Kingston. Once again she surprised him by stroking Kingston’s thighs, tracing the line of his muscles and petting his knees. Kingston’s cock was bouncing and waving, trying to attract her attention, but she ignored it as she trailed her hands over Kingston’s body, just as she’d done his.

“Sit on my cock,” ordered Kingston. But Raleigh noted his voice wasn’t as harsh as it often was. It was definitely an order, but at a much lower level of power than he used normally.

Andorra seemed to recognize this because she straddled Kingston’s body, but stroked her pussy over his thighs. His thighs seemed to have some kind of attraction to her, because she’d petted them before. He knew her cunt would be wet and that she was teasing Kingston with her arousal. Raleigh moved up behind her, and when she settled on Kingston’s lap he sat behind her, his arms around her and his hands over her breasts.

Raleigh cupped her breasts and teased her nipples, loving it when she rested her head back against his body. He felt her slide down on Kingston, absorbing his friend’s cock, and he could tell she was setting the pace this time, not Kingston. And her pace was very slow and gradual as she rose up and down on Raleigh’s cock.

He kept his hands on her skin, stroking and teasing until she shuddered in release, and then he lay beside them as Kingston rolled himself and Andorra onto their sides. But he couldn’t keep his hands off her for long. He buried his aching dick in the crack between her soft butt cheeks, and rubbed her hip, gradually letting his hand move lower. She opened her legs for him, and he slid his fingers along her slit, finding her clit and teasing it. Andorra was still very aroused, moving her hips against his hand the moment he touched her.

Finally he couldn’t wait any longer. “On your hands and knees, please,” he said. He kneeled behind her, gripped her hips, and slid his hungry dick into her hot cunt. She was swollen and tight and he had to push his way in, but she was wet and welcoming. He knew he wasn’t going to last long, so as soon as he was balls deep inside her, he put his finger back on her clit, determined to drive her to release along with him.

Her hips pumped in time with his, and her cream was coating his cock. He placed his lips on her shoulder and sucked her flesh there into his mouth, needing to mark her as his. When he couldn’t wait a moment longer Raleigh pinched her clit, and to his delight she shattered around him as he poured his cum into her. Even when he had nothing left he kept fucking her until his dick began to soften. Only then did he pull her over his body, turn her face to his and kiss her mouth. Her lips were soft and sweet and she was everything he’d ever wanted in a mate. She was his now and nothing could change that. All he had to do was force Kingston to face the truth and they could claim her together.



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Kingston had to admit that spending time with Andorra had been good. It’d been inevitable that they’d fuck. He couldn’t see her lush body without his dick getting harder than the rocky mountain they stood on. But he knew he’d been a fraction hard on her. Just because he was so focused on what he did he’d go all day without eating was no excuse for him neglecting to feed and care for his slave.

He really needed to talk more with Raleigh and get Bronx here to plan what he wanted Bronx to do, but first he should be a good Master and arrange to care for her. He pulled his cell phone out of his jeans and called Nevis.

“Hi, Nevis. I’m going to be busy tonight and tomorrow. Can you please look after Andorra for me? Feed her and entertain her?”

“We’ll do some girl stuff together. I’m in my apartment. Bring her here when you’re ready.”

“Thanks.”

“She says you’re going to do girl stuff. I don’t think I want to know what that is,” Kingston told Andorra. He supposed they’d talk about clothes and shoes or something. The women he’d known didn’t seem to talk about anything much else, really, unless they were pumping him for information about the company.

“Can we go back to the hot spring in your building? I really loved it there,” Andorra asked.