Page 32 of Devastation
In our desire to protect her and make sure we didn't hurt her, we'd reopened her wounds. The exact opposite of what we wanted.
That's changing. Right now. We won't give her an ounce of time to think of anything other than the pleasure and love we provide.
Shifting up towards her, I lean down to kiss up her stomach and towards her breasts, holding myself up on my forearms. Kissing lightly around her nipple, I blow on it gently with a bit of heat as my brother does the same with his ice on her other breast.
He shifts and rolls off the bed to undress as I capture her chin between my fingers and plunge my tongue into her mouth. We're a flurry of sucking and nipping on each other's tongues and lips while Luke comes back and settles between her legs.
The bed dips, alerting me to where he is and I pull back to look into Lana's eyes. A delicious moan comes from her as she stares into my eyes while Luke strokes in and out of her pussy with two fingers. Glancing down, I see that he's stroking himself while looking at her with pure love and adoration.
We won't take her at the same time this time, but I want to be involved, so I pull her up a bit and ease behind her, setting her back down against my front. Confusion blankets her face and I hush her by reaching out to roll her nipples between my fingers.
Luke and I glance at each other, conveying everything we need to know in one look, and he pulls his fingers out of her and aligns his tip with her entrance, hesitating briefly. She bends her legs and pulls them up and to the side, baring herself to him completely.
Breathing heavily, she looks down at him and pleads, "Please."
Slowly, he begins to fill her inch by inch, until he's fully sheathed inside her. I watch her face intently, looking for a flash of anything other than bliss and happiness. I see nothing and nod to Luke who is holding a deep breath.
At my nod, he relaxes and allows himself to move in earnest, stroking her and milking every moan from her that he can get. Her eyes flutter open and glue to my own. She bites her lower lip, and I reckon she likes the feeling of me watching them right now, if the light pink tint to her cheeks is any indication.
Deciding to test my theory, I ask her, "Does my twin's cock feel good buried inside of your pretty little pussy?"
Her lips part and her eyes widen in shock at my words, but she nods in answer.
"I want to hear you say it, baby."
Her body continues to rock into mine at Luke's thrust as she pants, "His cock feels amazing, but I want to feel you both. I don't like having you just sitting here."
Luke takes over at her admission. Pulling out of her, he tells her, "Turn over and suck his cock while I take you, love."
Without a moment of hesitation she flips over onto her knees and pulls down the top of my linen pants enough for my cock to spring free. Greedily, she clamps her mouth around me and my head drops back in euphoria.
She moans around my cock as my twin begins to fuck her again. Bobbing her head with the motion of his thrust, she links us all so we are one complete unit, working towards our joint peak of bliss.
Her hand comes up to grip my base and rub up and down as she sucks on my tip. It's my turn to buck my hips at her sucking on the sensitive part of my dick. She chuckles knowingly, as if that's payback for making her stop bucking her hips.
My hand drifts to hold her long hair back when it falls forward in her mouth. I feel my balls begin to tighten and I groan out, "Lana, I'm going to come," wanting to give her a moment to get out of the way if she doesn't want that surprise down her throat.
She just continues her motions and moaning, completely unphased by my admission. Her strokes become faster, working me to the edge as my hand tightens in her hair, moving her head to a rhythm that makes stars explode behind my closed eyes.
Spilling my seed into her mouth, I see her swallow it down and pop off of my cock with a cheeky smile to me. Seconds later her eyes become clouded with her own bliss as she moans, "Why couldn't I have had you both in me?"
"We'll fill you to the brim until you're crying out in a beautiful symphony of pleasure and pain when we fuck your ass and pussy," I breathe into her ear, "One day, Lana. Right now, I need you to come for us."
On my command—and likely at the image my words provoke in her imagination—she climaxes at the same time Luke groans out his own release. They stay still for a few moments before Lana collapses onto the bed beside me.
Luke rolls off the bed and disappears into the bathroom. Moments later he's back with a warm washcloth and tentatively asks, "Can I clean you, love?"
Lana looks like she's halfway towards a nap when she nods and grumbles, "Why did that make me so tired?"
Laughing at our beautiful mate, I answer, "A couple of orgasms will do that to you. Why don't you take a cat nap before we go have lunch? We'll stay here with you."
After he finishes wiping her up, Luke tosses the washcloth next to the bathroom door and climbs into bed to be on her other side. She moves up slightly to put her head in my lap as Luke spoons her.
Closing my eyes, I tell myself that I'm just resting and will wake them up in a little bit, but sleep claims us all.
Chapter Thirteen
Lana
