Page 97 of Their Property
“Oh, she’s taking all of me,” Dyno hissed out through gritted teeth. “Such a good girl. You’re so wet, and you want this so bad.”
“Yes,” I whimpered when he filled me again. “Oh, yes!”
“Yes,” T-Bone grunted out, dragging his mouth to my shoulder. His whole body started to rock as Grudge picked up the pace again, slamming into him much harder than Dyno was to me. “Oh, fuck yeah!”
“You feel incredible, Kyrie.” Dyno sank into me deeper, his width stretching and caressing my inner walls. “Like you’re made for us.”
“I want to feel all of you,” I blurted out, not fully knowing if I was talking just to Dyno or all of the guys. I was drunk on pleasure and just saying whatever came to mind.
“Oh, you will,” T-Bone promised darkly, turning my head to kiss me again. “You may be our property, but you own us, little lady.”
He held me in place with a hand on my neck, his kisses both affectionate and demanding. They were punctuated by his soft moans and grunts as Grudge drove into him from behind. I couldn’t get enough of those hot sounds and wanted more. I wanted to know what drove this sweet, sexually-deviant man absolutely wild.
My hand dragged down his body, exploring and groping the hard planes of muscle more boldly now, until my fingers brushed the tip of his cock which jumped at the contact.
“Oh fucking gods, Kyrie,” he growled. Then softer, “Please touch me again.”
I circled his blunt head with one finger as if considering it. He was so stiff and heavy, desperate for stimulation, for relief.
“Don’t call me Kyrie in bed.” I meant it as a joke, but it came out more serious than I intended. Sex made everything more intense, even the words I spoke.
T-Bone was quick to heel. “Little lady, please touch my cock again. Ineedyou to touch me.Please, my little lady...” This massive man, who could pick me up and throw me onto his bike with no effort, was complete putty in my hands.Beggingme.
It made me feel powerful, sexier, and more desired than I ever imagined. But most of all, I could not get over how hot it was to hear this man beg for my touch.
So I wrapped my hand around him, stroking up the long, stiff length to squeeze around the head. His hips kicked, thrusting through my fist with a deep bellow from his chest. Grudge moaned too, his breaths ragged and fingers digging into the flesh of T-Bone’s ass. He took control of the movement, rocking T-Bone back and forth through my hand as he drove into his ass. My gaze bounced everywhere, from T-Bone’s red face twisted into a grimace of pleasure, the hypnotic rhythm of Grudge fucking him, to his cock pulsing in my hand.
A warm hand smoothing up my chest, then fingers pulling at my nipple, forced my attention back to Dyno. “Forget about me?” he teased, still gliding in and out of me at a slow, controlled pace.
“No, never.” I grinned sheepishly, then hummed with delight at the fullness of him inside me. It didn’t hurt at all anymore. “There’s just a lot going on.”
“Too much going on?” He lifted an eyebrow, dark gaze piercing.
“Not at all.” I loved all of it. Being at the center of their attention and yet, not overwhelmed by it. Watching them together, while also enjoying them for myself.
Dyno leaned down, lips hovering over mine in a ghost of a kiss. “Do you want more?”
“Yes,” I answered without thought. I was insatiable with wanting to know more, to see what else they liked and more ways pleasure could be achieved.
Dyno brought his index finger to my lips. “Suck,” he ordered. I did as he said, and a fresh rush of pleasure filled me at his resulting groan. “Good girl.”
He withdrew the digit from my mouth and brought it between my legs. I thought he would slide it over my clit, but he dragged it lower, venturing below his cock seated inside me, and pressed it against myotherhole.
My eyes widened with a gasp.There?
Dyno paused, watching my reaction. “Trust me?”
I nodded slowly. That was where Grudge was fucking T-Bone, right? T-Bone, who was moaning facedown in the sheets and delirious with pleasure right at this moment. He wouldn’t be such a mess if it didn’t feel good.
Dyno pressed in, and I hissed in a sharp breath.
“Relax,” he said, bringing his other hand to my clit and nudging his cock through me. “Don’t clench. Breathe, beautiful. Trust us to take care of you.”
He lubricated his finger some more and did a wonderful job of distracting me while I acclimated to the sensation. It wasn’t awful, just strange. But it made his cock feel even bigger, fuller inside my pussy. The drag of him hit my nerve endings differently, sharper as he began to fuck me harder, finally leaving that slow pace behind.
“Oh, look at you,” T-Bone rasped, his cheek pressed to the mattress as he watched me. “You’re a fucking vision. Look at you getting fucked so pretty.”
“Look atyougetting fucked,” I shot back with a saucy grin.
