Page 14 of Woven Souls

Yes, please god,yes.

I quickly discard my tee shirt, pajama bottoms, and panties. There’s just no point wearing those anymore. I get to my knees again and scoot towards the two of them. My hand lands on Kwil’s arm. Slowly, he turns his head towards me. Kwil’s eyes rest on my hand before they move to my face. As he rises, he reaches over and takes the back of my head to draw me towards him. Our mouths crash together. His tongue slips into my mouth, vibrating and clashing with my tongue.

I moan into his mouth as his hand slides up into my hair. He pulls on the loose bun, tugging my head backward. His mouth is torn away from mine in the act, but it doesn’t separate from my body long. His tongue slides across my throat.

“So, I heard you want to be fucked by a monster?” His breath hits my neck. “I think we can make that happen.”

He lets go of my hair. Lowering my head, I follow the direction that Kwil waves his hand in.

“Let Jonah have his breakfast.”

“Fuck,yes.” Jonah grins as his eyes light up. “Climb on board, baby girl. I’m fucking starving.”

“I’m not climbing on top of you.”

“Aw, come on,” Jonah urges before licking his lips and wiggling his eyebrows. “This monster wants a meal.”

“Do you see how big I—” I let out a squeal as Kwil leans over, grabs me by the hips, andliftsme. Just the awkward position alone should have made it difficult, let alone my weight, but Kwil moves me as easily as picking up a doll.

I like it. A lot.

Kwil turns me around to face the wall before lowering me. Forced to straddle Jonah’s face or crush him, I spread my legs and kneel above him.

“Aw come on, don’t wave food in front of me if you’re not going to feed me!” Jonah whines. He lifts his head off the pillow and drags his tongue through my folds. “You’re dripping wet.” His hot breath against my clit drags a whimper from me.

Two hands fall on my shoulders and press down. My weight falls on Jonah’s face. Between my legs, I hear his delighted giggle before his mouth gets to work. His tongue slides through me again before his lips latch on to my clit and suck.

“Jonah!”

For a moment, I forget that Kwil’s behind me as Jonah devours me like I’m the last ripe peach of the season. As my breathing turns into ragged panting, my body coils. Jonah slows down, prolonging the orgasm I need.

“Please, Jonah.”

Suddenly, his body jerks under me. He pauses just a second, only to groan against my clit. I look behind me to find Kwil has ripped off Jonah’s pants and is working his hand up and down the man’s shaft. Even Kwil’s large hand can’t wrap around Jonah’s beefy size. The dark and hungry look in Kwil’s eyes as he meets my gaze steals my breath away. Kwil pumps Jonah’s dick over and over again. Beneath me, Jonah is panting just as hard as I am. His panting stops as he suddenly latches on to my clit again. The tension in my body snaps hard. I throw my head back and cry out. My hips ride Jonah’s face as my body quivers and shakes.

“Don’t stop, Jonah.” Kwil orders.

Jonah obeys. His tongue laps up my arousal that is no doubt dripping down his face and then goes back to work, even though I’m still a quivering mess.

“I can’t—” I protest breathlessly.

“You can take it, Little Minx,” Kwil says in my ear.

When did he move closer?

“Lean forward, hands on the wall.”

Swallowing hard, I focus on what he’s told me to do. When my palms are flat against the wall, one of Kwil’s hands slide over my butt. Jonah’s tongue dives into my core and I gasp.

“You wanted a monster to fuck you,” Kwil murmurs against my neck as his hand trails between my cheeks and stops at the entrance to my back door. “But you didn’t mention how. So I’ll just take the liberty to claim this, just as I was the first to claim your pretty little cunt that Jonah is eating up.”

I groan.

“Yes. Please,” I whimper.

“And I’m going to use this fun little lube that’s tingling on my palm to get you ready.”

Fun little lube? The moment he circles my tight ring of muscles, I understand. Jonah’s magical lube tingles and dances, sending heavy tremors up my spine. I choke on a cry as Kwil inserts a finger. He pumps it in and out of me slowly. From that, mixed with Jonah’s skilled tonguing, I cum again. This time harder than the first. My shout fills the room as my body quakes hard. When Kwil’s fingers withdraw from my body, Jonah’s hands come up to grab my legs as I try to pull my sensitive body away from his mouth. Kwil places one hand on my shoulder to help.

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