Page 3 of Desiderium
I have to say, they’ve gotten more and more comfortable with each other these past few months since we came to the cabin. The wordbicuriouscomes to mind but I’m not sure if that’s the term they would use. I think they might just not care what they do with respect to each other as long as it makes me happy.
And.
It.
DOES.
We haven’t really explored too far into that little fascination of mine, but I can’t wait until the time comes to really see what they’re up for. Cole had spoken about some things that he’s done in the past, outside of our little group, and has alluded to the possibility of entertaining such ideas in the future if either Jax or Hawk were willing to give it a go.
So far, Jax has tested out a few things when it comes to group activities— being tied up by Cole is probably the most intriguing one in my head—but he hasn’t experimented nearly as far as Hawk. Cole practically went down on him while preparing me for a dual sword stuffing way back when we first came here, and Hawk didn’t seem very concerned about that at all. In fact, when we were going over our limits this past winter, Hawk never included any red flags about such a pairing. So... I guess we’ll just have to see.
Cole’s fingers find my clit as Hawk’s dive further into my pussy, sending two right up inside of me before finding that perfect spot, pulsing and rubbing his fingers there withoutwithdrawing.
The sensations they each bring combine to shoot sparks of electricity zooming up my spine. At this rate, it won’t take long for me to…
“Oh, fuck! Right there… don’t stop!” With a flick of Cole’s wrist and an increase of pressure from Hawk’s fingers, I come all over their hands. The aftershocks of which don’t let up at all, but rather, get even stronger as Hawk doubles down, pulsing his fingers even harder within me while Cole pushes a finger of his other hand against the tight rim of my ass.
“Yeah, you like it when Hawk fucks that pretty pussy with his fingers. Making you squirm. Pressing on all the right spots. Just like my finger is... pushing into this perfectly tight asshole. You fucking love it, don’t you? You’re practically aching for me to push it in just a bit further so you can feel both of us deep within your slutty holes,” Cole groans beside my ear, his erection pressing between my cheeks as he thrusts up, searching for friction. “You love feeling more than one of us inside of you at the same time.” He punctuates his gritty words with a sharp nip to my earlobe.
“Holy fuck...”
“That’s it, sweetheart,” Hawk joins in, a victorious smile lighting up his face as he grinds his pelvis against the back of Cole’s hand, increasing the pressure on my clit tenfold. His gaze penetrates mine as he sees me about to fall from the precipice once again. “Aww, are you gonna come for us again already? Show us both just how much you love this? How much youlovefeeling the rewards you earned for your submission to us? For being such... a good... girl?”
Their fingers, filthy words, and praise combine, causing me to climax again. My eyes cross and I bow forward, convulsing from how strong it is. I don’t go too far, though. The sexy man-wich I’m currently the meaty part of keeps me secured in the upright and locked position.
“Goddamn that was beautiful, sweetheart.” Hawk groans before kissing my forehead. Both he and Cole pull their hands away from me before sharing their arousal drenched fingers with each other; Cole sucking on Hawk’s, while Hawk cleans Cole’s. They close their eyes, pleasure bound, and moan their satisfaction around each other’s digits before reopening them and focusing back on me.
“Such a good girl.” Cole affirms. “If I remember correctly, I believe I promised three rewards for being so compliant. Let’s get out of here and see what Jax has waiting for you.”
I’m stunned silent, stuck in my post-orgasmic euphoria and barely standing once again. I decide to let them wrap their arms around me and lead me out of the shower since I’ll probably fall on my ass if I try to do it myself. Hawk holds up a towel and wraps it around me before they both usher me out to where Jax is waiting patiently by the empty table. The look on his face is enough to have my body heating up like I didn’t just get off twice only seconds ago...
I manage to find my footing as the guys deposit me in front of him but raise my eyebrows at the empty table, silently wondering where the treat Hawk was referring to is. My question is answered when Jax lifts a bottle of chocolate syrup in the air before lightly tapping the wooden surface of the table. My jaw drops at the gesture.
“Oh, my Wonka nuts! My huffin’ puffin’ red hot love muffins found fucking chocolate!... How in the hell did I not know about this?”
Jax chuckles to himself but grasps my chin in his hand and tilts my head back, taking my open mouth as an invitation to drizzle some chocolate over my lips before diving in and licking it off himself. He pushes his tongue into my mouth, allowing me to savor the taste before pulling back and pushing me down on the table. The towel gets caught underneath me in the process but I decide to leave it there. I have a feeling this is going to get messy.
Once I’m fully supine on the table, Jax lifts the bottle and lets the chocolate flow freely down onto my naked body. With my chest, belly and lady bits now officially covered in chocolatey goodness, Jax gives one last squeeze into my mouth before lowering his head to lick my skin clean.
Holy shit, this is like the best of both worlds…. Fuck, does that mean I have a food kink, too?
Hawk and Cole join in a moment later to assist Jax in cleaning me up. Their tongues dance up and down and all around until I can’t tell who’s where or where up is from down. I feel someone licking around one nipple before another tongue focuses on the other. Looking down, I see it’s Hawk and Cole, but just passed them is Jax, looking devilish as always, winking at me just before he lowers his lips to my ready and waiting core.
He pushes my legs up, drawing them in and pinning them to my body as he laps up the mess, making sure every nook and cranny on my body is clean once again. It isn’t longbefore the quivers of an impending orgasm come upon me for the third time. My legs squeeze tightly around Jax’s head as I ready myself to explode. The movement makes him growl hungrily against my pussy as his hands squeeze my thighs even tighter around him, ravenous to my pleasure. The thought of potentially suffocating him with these thunder thighs of mine goes in and out of my brain as he takes full control of my lower limbs, wrapping his arms around my thighs and squeezing them even tighter. He nips and bites at my sensitive flesh as his tongue continues to lap at my sweetened core, growing feral as he covers himself in my arousal. Simultaneously, Hawk and Cole bite down on each of my nipples as Jax suctions onto my clit, sending my orgasm into freefall.
Once the room comes back into focus, I look up and see all three of my guys standing over me, cocks in hand, ready to aim and fire. Each of them grinds their dicks into their fists, grunting and cursing, before exploding, one after another, all over my freshly licked flesh.
“Oh, would you look at that! I’m officially a toaster strudel!”
All of them erupt in laughter at my unintended verbal outage and I can’t help but laugh as well. Even after all this time, I still can’t help but talk to myself occasionally. But it’s nice to know they can just roll with my quirks.
“We really did a number on you this time,” Jax says approvingly as he takes in the mess they made all over me. “Let’s go and actually get you cleaned up, baby.” He takes my hand, lifting me up from the table.
“Holy bananas, am I going to be rewarded like that every time I run with you guys?” I ask excitedly. I may still sleep for a week after all of that but I will totally get my ass up once a week to run if that’s what I have to look forward to at the end of it.
“If that’s what it takes for you to meet your goals, we’ll do whatever you need,” Cole says before kissing the side of my face as we re-enter the bathroom.
Hawk follows in after him. “Maybe next time, instead of a toaster strudel, we can turn you into a Twinkie...Fill you right up,” he adds with a sly wink.
