Page 16 of Rhythm Of Our Souls
I whimper at the sight of it. Pre-cum leaking from the tip. I want that inside me. I want him to knot me and fill me up like I crave.
“She did fucking amazing,” Brady growls, rubbing the tip of his cock against my drenched pussy. “Now, I want to hear you make those noises while you’re cumming on my knot.”
He presses into me, making me take him in one hard thrust. I whimper, the stretch of his cock just as good as the last time. Brady grabs my legs and places them on his shoulder before getting a good grip on my ass as he starts to pound into me like a man possessed.
With Brady, it’s always fast and hard, wild and freeing. With Gavin, it’s more slow and dirty, soft, and vulnerable.
I love it anyway they give it to me. There’s nothing they could do to me that I wouldn’t love.
Clawing at the table, I whimper and whine. Moaning and screaming as every thrust drives me closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.
His grunts and growls make me wetter with every rough thrust, my breasts bouncing with the force.
“Oh. Oh. Oh,” I whimper. He shifts my ass up a little, and I see stars. My feet press down on his shoulders, forcing me to stay in that position as the tip of his cock hits me over and over in that perfect spot.
“Oh god. Yes. Yes. Right there; fuck. don’t stop. Don’t you fucking stop!” I scream, my head growing foggy, desperate for that release that's right out of reach.
The growl that leaves Brady makes my nipples tighten. “The only god you're ever going to fucking need is me, Doll Face,” hesnarls. “Who’s your fucking god, Lulu?” he demands, his thrusts punishing now.
“You,” I sob out, so high on the way this man makes me feel that I can’t think straight.
“That’s fucking right,” he grunts. “I’m your fucking god.”
My head turns to the side, finding Gavin standing next to the table, cock in hand as he jerks himself, face flushed, pure hunger in his eyes as they lock on mine.
He gives me a grin and a little wink, knowing this is just Brady’s dirty talk. He knows I want them both the same. If anything, they’re both my Viking gods; they sure as hell look like it.
It’s at that moment, with my eyes still locked with Gavin’s, that Brady thrusts into me hard, forcing his knot into place. My eyes roll back, lips parting as a silent scream leaves me.
The orgasm that hits me is powerful, making my whole body ignite.
My body tenses up as tremors take hold of me.
Brady lets out this deep, primal growl as his body shudders, fingers digging into my ass as he holds me flush to his body. His cock jerks inside me as he fills me with ropes of his hot cum.
Gavin lets out a low growl as he follows us over the edge. Gripping the pool table, he leans over and strokes himself through his release, jets of cum shooting out and coating my breasts.
We’re all a panting mess, our scents mingled together with the smell of sex. We just stay there, in this happy little post orgasm bubble of bliss. I’d live in this moment forever if I could.
“Mhhm,” Brady groans, rubbing my thighs. “Fuck. You feel so fucking good, baby.”
“Same to you, big guy,” I hum happily.
He shoots his brother a glare. “Now, I have to stand here locked to her because I can’t cuddle her with your cum all over her body.”
“Aww, what's the matter, brother? Afraid of a little jizz?” Gavin chuckles, moving to tuck his cock into his jeans, grinning at me with a little wink, making me giggle.
“Mine, I’m golden with. Yours? Not so much."
“That’s okay,” I tell Gavin. “I love your cum.” I lock eyes with him while licking my lower lip, cleaning the bit of cum that landed there.
“Fuck me,” he groans.
“I would. But I’m a little stuck at the moment.” I smile, feeling all too giddy.
“Later.” He smiles back.
While Brady is locked to me, Gavin cleans me up before slipping his T-shirt over my head so his brother can scoop me up, knot still locked inside me, and carry me up to our room.
