Page 54 of In Deep
So it’s one thing. One thing that will be ours. And not hers. It makes me even more keen to try.
“It might not work,” I say cautiously, “But you know … I want to try it. The thought of both of you inside me at once.” They both growl and the sound sets slick trickling from my cunt.
“Ahhh good girl,” Duncan says, scrabbling about on the floor, until he finds our pile of clothes and the black box secured in his pocket. He makes quick work of the ribbon and snatches off the lid, lifting out the string of beads. “Do you know how this works?”
“No,” I admit.
I hear the puff of air that rushes from his lips as if he’s trying to regain some control. I love how much this is turning them on, just the thought of it pushing both of them dangerously close to the edge of their control.
It’s tantalising – I’m power tripping with it, getting wetter by the second.
“I’m going to smear these in your slick,” he tells me, brushing them lightly down my body, the silicone soft but cold, and then spinning them near my entrance. “Then I’m going to insert them into your,” his next word is swallowed up by a growl, and it takes him a moment before he can manage the word, “Arse.”
“Yes,” I say.
His fingers stroke through my folds and when I peer down at Zane, I can see his attention locked on the work of Duncan’s fingers. Then Duncan arrives at my hole and I feel the first bead prod through my tight ring.
“Does that feel OK?”
“Uh huh,” I gasp, my eyes fluttering closed as I take in the sensation.
“Then a little more, wee yin.” He presses the beads in further. I expect it to burn, but the silicone is well lubricated with my slick and all I feel is this strange fullness and pleasure I didn’t expect to find there. “And a little more. Just relax.”
I sigh out the breath I’d been holding and sink further into the cushions of the sofa, the pleasure in my backside amplifying when I do.
The beads are about the length of my finger and certainly no wider. Both my alphas are several, several times larger, and I know it’s going to take some preparation before either of them will be inside me like this.
“There,” Duncan says, bending down to kiss my forehead. “How does that feel?”
“Good,” I moan. “But …” my eyes flick between them. “Is that it?”
“No,” Duncan says, “That’s not it. Now we’re going to make you come. And when you do, I’m going to slide these out and blow your mind.”
“Oh,” I say, biting down on my lip.
“Zane,” Duncan says, and his pack mate tears his gaze from where the end of the beads dangles out of my hole, and brings his mouth down to my clit. His tongue starts achingly slowly, weaving around my nub as if he has all the time in the world, and Duncan copies his actions on my nipple.
“More,” I demand, “Please more. It’s not enough.”
“We know,” Zane says against my clit, kissing it gently between his lips. “Trust us.”
I groan, lifting my hips, trying to increase the pressure of his mouth against me and squeezing my tits as I do.
“Fuck,” Duncan mutters, shaking his head slightly, but staying true to the pace.
I want to come. I want to come badly. But this pace invigorates every single one of my nerve ends, ensuring the sensation between my folds and at my nipples intensifies and intensifies. Soon, my whole body buzzes and my gland throbs. I clench around the beads and a fresh, different sensation spirals through me.
“Ohhhhh,” I moan.
“She’s close, Duncan,” Zane warns and Duncan drops to the floor beside the other alpha. I expect him to grip the beads, ready to tug them out, but instead, he slides one, then two, of his thick fingers up into my cunt and I squeal as he knocks against my G spot.
There’s no escape, no hiding. Every part of me is stimulated now.
Duncan pumps his fingers and I hear the sloppy wet noises and the slurp of Zane’s tongue as he increases the pace.
My spine arches and the beads shift inside me, sending fresh spasms of pleasure, tripping me over the edge.
“Ohh–” I start to sigh and then Duncan does it, pulling the beads from me, and my orgasm multiplies. I pump slick as my cunt convulses around Duncan’s fingers, and my clit gushes straight into Zane’s mouth.
