wriggled on the arm of the chair. “Fuck me,” she begged, looking over her shoulder.
“I have a better idea,” he told her. He slid a finger through the slick dampness of her cleft. She was shockingly wet. Dripping with moisture. For one ecstatic moment, he stroked her clitoris, making her moan and arch on the chair.
Brody’s groan echoed hers as his hand clenched in her hair. He guided her hand to his cock and curled her fingers about the shaft and hissed as she slid her hand along its length, bumping over the flaring red edges of the head.
Veris brought his dampened finger to her anus and pressed it against the hole. Taylor gasped at the strange sensation.
“You’ve never been fucked in the ass, have you?” Veris said.
“No.”
“We want to,” Brody said, his voice hoarse with longing.
Taylor struggled to stand up but Brody caught her face in his hands. “It’s delicious,” he told her. “For a woman, it’s the most mind-blowing, powerful orgasm you’ve ever experienced. Two men inside you at once, both of them making you come. We have a unique gift that makes it very special.”
She searched his face but could see no sign of a lie there.
“I’m trusting you,” she said.
“You can,” he said flatly. He looked at Veris and nodded as she relaxed.
She heard Veris move away and the sound of a zipper and small rustling sounds. Then he returned. “Lubricant,” he said softly. “Lots and lots of it for a virgin like you. Relax, Taylor. We know what we’re doing. We’ve done this thousands of times.”
Brody was smiling.
“With women too, hmmm?” she asked and caught her breath as cool gel touched her ass and slipped between her cheeks.
Veris pushed out his breath. “God, that looks so sexy, sliding across your white flesh like that. Makes me want to eat you.”
Brody chuckled. “He means that in the literal sense too.”
She gulped.
Veris’ lips touched the back of her shoulder and his fingers toyed with her nipple, making her arch and gasp. “He’s teasing.”
His fingers spread the gel around her ass and pushed gently into it and it was an odd but erotic sensation. She caught her breath and found she was pushing back, encouraging him. He drove more of the gel into her, sliding his finger around the muscle, stretching it. Then he pushed a second finger inside. It stretched her, but not in an unpleasant way. His fingers moved and pressed open. He was preparing her, training the muscles.
Taylor gasped, her eyes widening.
Brody kissed her, his hands capturing her breasts and toying with the nipples and tweaking them. The sweet sensations blended with the mildly uncomfortable ones and she began to writhe on the arm of the chair, panting into Brody’s mouth as he controlled her pleasure.
After what seemed an eon, Veris released her. He picked her up once more, with an ease that made it seem like she weighed no more than a rag doll— or his spear , her mind insisted—and kissed her quickly and hard on the lips. “Were but it my turn,” he growled.
“Idiom, Veris,” Brody snapped.
“The door’s closed,” Veris said, not even looking at his mate. He handed Taylor to him, lowering her down into his lap. “Hurt her and I’ll kill you myself.”
“He’s a teddy bear, really,” Brody whispered, his hands around her waist, as Veris crouched down before them and draped her legs on either side of Brody’s thighs. As Brody’s knees were already apart on the chair, it spread her wide open.
Brody lifted her up as easily as Veris did and brought her down carefully upon his cock. He paused with the tip pushed against her ass. “Take a deep breath and relax, Taylor,” he said as she tensed. “Let everything open up.”
She took the deep breath and magically, everything did open up. She felt herself relax as he described and his cock pushed inside. He didn’t thrust inside but nudged in a fraction of an inch at a time until a few minutes later, she was resting
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