Page 257 of There's No Us Without You
I don’t even have to try when Will pumps his fingers into me harder, his tongue doing major damage to my control. I’mmoaning around Emerson’s cock, saliva now pooling onto the quilt cover.
Will stops his assault with a slap to my pussy just as I’m about to fall over the edge. “Not yet. You don’t get to come until we say you can. Your body is ours to do with as we please.”
I whimper but nod my understanding as Emerson keeps his ruthless pace on my mouth.
My entire life until them had been about pretending to be someone else. Keeping my head down and doing what I was told. But with them, they’ve taught me to go for what I want with open arms.
And I want them. They are mine, and I am theirs.
Emerson wipes my sweat-soaked hair from my face. “God, you’re beautiful like this. Tied up and taking all of my cock like a good girl.”
Will leans down and takes one of my nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before biting down hard. A sweet sting sends a shockwave through my body, and when he wraps his lips around my other nipple, I moan.
Emerson groans, then pulls his cock out of my mouth and fists himself. “I’m going to fuck that pretty little cunt.”
He moves from the bed beside my face, and Will replaces him seconds later, shoving his dick into my mouth at the same time Emerson pushes inside my pussy. He grips my hips and slams into me hard and fast.
My back teeth scrape along Will’s piercings, and he hisses, grabbing me around the throat and slamming into my mouth harder. “I’m going to come inside this warm little mouth, and you’ll swallow everything. Understand?”
I nod around his dick, almost choking in the process.
“Such a dirty fucking whore.” He drags his fingers up my cheek, coating it in saliva, then gives it a little slap. “Look at the mess you’re making.”
Whimpering, I buck my hips and pull on the shackles.
“Fuck,” Emerson says, slowing his movements. “If you keep clenching around me, I’m going to come.”
Will grabs Emerson around the neck, and squeezes. “How good does she feel wrapped around your cock?”
He moans. “So . . . fucking . . . good,” he grunts out, his fingers digging into my hips and lifting my bum off the mattress, so my upper back is the only connection I have to the soft quilt beneath me.
My body shakes, my legs barely able to hold me up as Emerson slams into me again and again.
Will caresses my cheek, wiping away the tears spilling from my eyes. “Come. Both of you.”
I grip the quilt cover when Emerson circles my clit with a thumb, my orgasm building to the point I wouldn’t be able to stop it even if I tried.
Our heavy breathing collides, Will and Emerson’s grunts filling my ears in a sweet symphony. I cry out when my release rips through me, my legs convulsing, the chains of the shackles rattling.
Emerson releases my hips, and slams into me a few more times, his pubic bone hitting my most sensitive spot, until he stills and throws his head back. The groan that vibrates through his chest sends Will over the edge as well, and he grips the back of my head, his warm cum spilling into my mouth as he continues his assault.
I suck him clean, letting the saltiness of his release slide down my throat. My jaw aches when he frees himself from my mouth, and I struggle to close it.
Will moves quickly to release my ankles and wrists, then scoops me into his arms, as Emerson flops onto the bed beside us. “You did so good, baby,” Will says, brushing my hair back from my forehead. “I’m going to get you cleaned up, okay?”
I nod against his chest, breathing in his spicy scent. I’m so tired, all my limbs heavy and aching. When he climbs from underneath me, I roll over to face Emerson.
He has a hand under his cheek on the pillow. “You were amazing,” he says, giving the tip of my nose a quick kiss. “I may have found a new kink. Chasing you down was pretty fucking exhilarating.”
I snort. “So was hiding from you two.”
Will comes out of the bathroom moments later and cleans both me and Emerson up.
“You know,” Emerson says as Will throws the washcloth into the bathroom, “for someone so grumpy all the time, you sure have a caring side.”
Will shakes his head with a roll of his eyes, and climbs into the bed next to me, pressing his chest to my back and pulling me against him. “Come here,” he says to Emerson.
Doing as instructed, Emerson pushes up on his forearm and leans over me to place a soft kiss to Will’s lips, then the same to mine. We don’t need any words right now as we hold each other, the warmth of their bodies surrounding me.
