Page 15 of Merciless
"Yes! Yes, please!" I was squirming hard against him, both to get away from the intensity of his rough touches and to lean into him for more.
Jandro released the nipple he was plucking, bracing his other forearm between my breasts to hold me still. His grip on my throat wasn't hard, but it was solid and unyielding.
"Open your mouth," he commanded.
I obeyed, sticking my tongue out while my eyes focused on Gunner, just a few feet out of reach and stripping slowly out of his clothes. I wanted his cock in my mouth, the thick bulge calling to me as Gunner rubbed a hand over the front of his jeans.
I got Jandro's fingers instead, tasting clean and lightly soapy as I closed my lips around them.
"Suck," Jandro ordered. "Get them nice and wet for me."
I did so happily, a small amount of my despair already melting away. I knew it was temporary, but it felt so good to be commanded, to be touched and taken with abandon. It was a relief for my mind to be pleasantly blank instead of racing at a mile a minute. The ache in my heart was still there, but right then it was outshined by the ache in my cunt, and the rough, buzzing friction on my skin from all the manhandling.
"Good, stop." Jandro seemed to enjoy giving me orders just as much as I enjoyed obeying. "Put your legs over mine."
He released my throat and we shifted in our rear-facing position on the bike until my thighs splayed open on top of his.
"That's right." Gunner watched us from where he stood, stroking his thickening cock that was now out of his jeans. "Spread that pussy open for me."
Jandro's fist wound in my hair, yanking my head back with a firm pull as the fingers I just sucked on trailed down the cleft of my ass. I let out a small whimper as he started to push inside. It had been a while since I'd had a man back there.
Gunner was on me in a flash, hand gripping my jaw and eyes burning into mine. "I said spread it open for me." His voice was low with warning. "Let me see you play with yourself."
A small part of me wanted to pout and refuse, to tell him to go down on me instead. But this wasn't the headspace for that. I didn't want to make this a game, I just wanted to feel. I needed a distraction from this black hole of hopelessness threatening to swallow me up. My guys were hurting too--they probably needed this control as an outlet just as much as I needed to let go.
I trailed a hand down my body, Gunner's eyes following with rapt attention as I brought my fingertips to my clit. "Like this, love?" I asked in a high, breathy voice as I began to circle and stroke.
Gunner leaned down in reply, drawing a nipple into his mouth with a heavy groan. He bit and sucked at my flesh hard, the sensitive peak feeling like it was being teased by the edge of a knife.
"Don't stop playing with that pussy," Jandro ordered. He was still working his way into my ass, adding liberal amounts of saliva as he patiently stretched me.
Gunner moved on to my other breast to continue the same treatment. My skin was already red from Jandro's manhandling and now my nipple looked bruised from Gunner's mouth.
And yet it was so good and freeing. The pain brought on a rush of adrenaline that fueled a need formore. More rough handling of my body, more bites and bruises until I squealed, and please, please, please, a rough fucking.
My clit came alive under my own instinctive touch, amplified by Gunner's treatment of my nipples like they were directly connected. He angled his mouth lower, sucking the sensitive underside of my breast as he forced my knees apart. He gripped the flesh of my inner thighs--hard, commanding, and perfect as his mouth trailed down. I thought he'd want to taste me and slowed my own touch, but he returned a hard pinch to my nipple that made me yelp.
"Don't stop," Gunner ordered. "Your first orgasm's on your own, baby girl. You know why?"
I shook my head, my teeth sinking into my lip.
"'Cause it's for Jandro to feel, once his cock is nice and snug in your ass." Gunner held my jaw again. "And not before then. Got it?"
I whimpered, feeling like I was in over my head. It was bad enough when they denied me, now I had to deny myself? I was already close. If I kept up my current pace, it wouldn't be much longer.
Jandro tugged on my hair wrapped in his fist, the tingling pain in my scalp a sweet reminder of his control.
"Relax," he ordered with that sinful mouth against my ear. He was fucking my ass with his hand in earnest now, the pinching discomfort easing away as he prepped me for his cock. "The sooner you relax and can take me inside, the sooner you can come."
I groaned in wordless frustration. It wasn't enough! I wanted both of them inside menow. My breasts were a bit sore, but I craved more pain. Spanks on my ass, more hands on my throat, or--
"Ah!" I yelped, jerking against Jandro as a hand slapped down on my clit. Gunner's hand. It was just hard enough to hurt, to overload my senses for one split second.
"You stopped touching yourself." Gunner's hand returned to my throat and now my body was absolutely buzzing. Despite the pain, or maybe because of it, that slap to my clit brought me even closer to orgasm.
"Bad baby girl." Gunner shook his head, clicking his tongue in disappointment, but his eyes flashed excitedly. "What am I gonna do with you?"
I didn't dare voice any suggestions but mentally I was begging him.Do it again. Bite me. Choke me. Tie me up. Anything.
