Davies, Corinne - Claiming Destiny [Midnighter Seductions 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (8 page)

What the hell am I doing?
Rock claimed her lips and she couldn’t deny the longing she felt any more than deny her need to breathe. There was something about these men that made her want to throw caution to the wind, run with scissors, and jump without looking. She spent so much of her life struggling to make ends meet and trying to accomplish her dreams, and for once she wanted to do something spontaneous. His tongue curled about hers, drawing it into his mouth so he could suck on it. She flexed her fingers wishing she could touch him. The feeling of being trapped and unable to do anything but accept their attentions had her hips shifting so she could feel the rush of water over her sensitive pussy.

Rock’s hand travelled down her chest, cupping one breast before slipping farther down to her belly. He boldly cupped her pussy, pressing a finger between her pussy lips and circling her clit with astounding precision. Destiny didn’t think her last boyfriend knew what a clitoris was, let alone where it was. Rock found it on the first try and didn’t wait to press against it with little circles of his finger.

She gasped for air and let her head drop back against the edge. Opening her eyes she looked beside her and saw Jag watching them intently. That added another layer to her blossoming arousal throbbing between her legs.

“I could watch you two for hours,” he whispered and then winked at her. Jag braced himself against the edge of the pool and through the water she could see him stroking his cock. The extreme decadence of this moment hit her, but instead of being dirty, it was exciting. Until this moment she’d never known that she liked the idea of another man becoming aroused while watching her.

“Please don’t make me wait that long.” Her inner filter had managed to turn itself off with his comment. Rock shifted his position and moved between her legs. He held her knee high on his hip and rocked his cock against her tummy as he moved his hand. Pressing his thumb in circles against her clit, he pressed two fingers up into her cunt.

“Oh, god!” Destiny exclaimed as the intense sensations burned a path to her core. She felt her nipples crinkle and desperately wished her hand was free so she could play with herself.

His fingers easily slipped up into her sopping channel, making her shudder again. “Please, please…” She couldn’t put into words what she wanted him to do. A small voice in her head screamed “whore,” but she pushed it back down. This was her choice and she wanted it.

Rock rolled his hips and she felt his impressive cock slide down her skin and push between her legs. “Condom,” she gasped, his hard length stroked along her clit, sending sparks of sensation rushing through her system. He cupped her jaw in his large hand and gently tilted her face up toward him. “We’d never risk your safety or health.” His thick length pushed past the tight entrance to her cunt, stretching her as she knew he would. The powerful sensation of him pressing into her stole her breath and sent her heart fluttering. He conquered her, stole her will. She flexed her fingers, wanting to reach out and grip his arms. She was overwhelmed but desperate for more. Feeling Jag’s fingers entwine with hers helped to ground her.

“You’re ours, Destiny.” Jag sounded husky, his voice resembling a growl. He pressed his lips against her neck and wrapped his fingers around her jaw and tilted her face up to his lips. His green eyes looked as dark as the leaves over their head. “There will never be another for us…or you.”

His lips claimed her in a dominant statement of ownership. Her body lifted up and Rock’s cock pumped harder against her cunt. Kissing one man while another pumped his cock in and out of her cunt was a sensation beyond her wildest dreams.

“That’s right,
Atan
.” Rock pumped his hips, sliding his cock against her womb. “We’re claiming you and you will accept it all.”

Destiny wanted desperately to hold on to him as he fucked her, but all she could manage was to wrap her legs around Rock’s hips and dig her heels into his ass, a silent plea for him to move faster, harder, anything that would quench this never-ending ache that had started in her body. An ache that only seemed to be relieved by their touch on her skin.

Jag ran his hand down her side. Cupping a breast, he wrapped his lips around the nipple and sucked it into his hot mouth. He kept eye contact with her as he lashed the sensitive nubbin with his tongue and curved his hand over her ass, his finger delving into the valley.

“Oh, god,” she gasped. Rock paused, his fingers gripping her hips like a vise.

“Have you ever been taken there, Destiny?” She looked up at Rock’s intense gaze. “Has no one ever parted you and pressed their cock into you as another claimed you?”

She shook her head and Jag groaned deep in his throat. The vibrations tickled her nipple and danced along her skin. Somehow she knew they were pleased by her answer, despite the stab of uncertainty that followed the thought of both their enormous cocks splitting her in two. She’d had anal sex before but never two men at the same time.

Jag pressed the pad of his finger against her back entrance and Destiny clenched her muscles as tight as she could. Rock groaned and she felt his body shake as he retreated and then pushed back into her a few more times.

Jag released her nipple with a pop and nuzzled the soft skin under her breast. “Shhhh, we won’t hurt you.” His finger made small circles around her tight entrance, massaging the sensitive skin of her rosebud. The moment she relaxed slightly, he pressed his finger past the entrance. The foreign sensation distracted her. It felt forbidden and dark, but she quickly craved the sensation.

Jag rocked his finger in and out of her and Rock started moving at the same time. With a cock plundering her depths and a finger in her ass, Destiny quickly felt herself racing toward an orgasm. She’d never been claimed so intensely and pushed the memory of them being strangers from her thoughts. She was going to enjoy herself as a sexually free creature. This was the first step into her new uninhibited life. She dropped her head back against the edge and looked up through the leaves. Large flowers dotted the bush, vibrant colors of red, purple, yellow, and orange blossoming overhead. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to drift away with the sensations.

“Look at me,” Rock ordered and Destiny’s gaze met his. “You will know who’s taking your body. There will not be anyone else in your thoughts.”

His snapped order sent another wave of arousal over her. She wondered what he was concerned about, but the inferno building inside her burned away any such thoughts. Rock’s strokes changed as he alternated from short jabs to deep plunges. Destiny never knew what he would do next and the anticipation built higher and stronger as he ravaged her body.

“Oh, god. I can’t take more.”

“You can.” She clung to the sound of Rock’s confidence in her. She was certain she was going to spin apart. “Take your pleasure,
Atan
, claim what is yours.”

It was as if her body had been waiting for his reassurance, because the moment he said the words, Jag pressed another finger into her ass. It was too much. She cried out and dug her heels into Rock’s lower back. “Oh, yes! More! More!”

Arching her back, her breasts pressed up. A large, strong hand cupped one breast and rolled the nipple between his fingers, pinching lightly. She screamed as it all came to a rushing peak inside of her. She felt like the focus of a tunnel of energy that spilled out over everything around her. Rock roared out his release as he slammed up into her before dropping over her and pinning her to the edge. The softness cupped her body and prevented him from crushing her. Not that she would’ve minded.

“Are you all right?” he whispered against her cheek, pressing kisses against her jaw.

“More than all right.” She lifted her chin and he followed the line of her neck, nibbling against her skin as he slipped his cock from her body. She felt a soul-deep emptiness at his retreat, but when she opened her eyes she met a hungry green gaze. Her body reacted as if she hadn’t had a mind-blowing orgasm moments ago.

“My turn.” Jag’s voice sounded more like a growl and her pussy clenched. She wanted him to claim her and make this memory perfect. No matter what happened in the future, no experience would ever match this one. Maybe she would be able to come back and visit them again one day, but she’d have to be careful. Instinctively knew she’d leave a piece of her soul behind every time she saw them.

Rock moved to the side and Jag lifted her up. Destiny blinked in surprise when she realized that her arms weren’t stuck anymore. Rock fucking her silly must’ve jarred them loose or broken the vacuum that held her there. Not that she cared at the moment.

Jag wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to his body, rubbing his cock against her hypersensitive pussy. Every stroke made the thick head of his cock press against her clit and sent a jolt through her system. He turned them around and leaned back against the pool wall. Her thighs tightened against his hips and she ground her pussy against the length of his cock. Each slippery slide along him elicited a groan from them both as she imagined what a lap dance might entail and tried to mimic it.

She braced her hands on his broad chest, feeling the muscles flexing as they both moved. His eyes were the most incredible shade of intense emerald she’d ever seen and he looked at her as if she was a goddess. His grip on her hips tightened and he dragged her up his body so that her breasts were at his lips. A sensual smile curled the corners of his lips and he winked at her again before capturing one nipple. It felt like an electrical current ran from her nipples to her clit as he worshipped her breasts. She ground her pussy against the muscles of his torso, chasing the orgasm that was quickly building.

Jag tightened his grip on her and prevented her from moving herself too much as he let go of her nipple and slid her down his body. “You’re mine as well,
Atan
.”

For now.
The words died on her tongue as the broad tip of Jag’s cock pierced her entrance. He was slightly wider than Rock has been but not quite as long. He plunged deep with one sure stroke, plundering her wet core and stealing her breath.

“That’s right, don’t bother arguing.” This position distracted her attention, as Jag seemed to be sitting on a ledge of some sort, but she didn’t remember feeling one there earlier. She pressed her knees into the soft coating and used it as leverage to lift herself up and then press back down.

“Yes.” Jag’s teeth looked clenched together as he spoke. “Fuck my cock,
Atan
.”

His hand wrapped around the cheeks of her ass as he encouraged her to ride him with abandon. He continued to mutter words that she didn’t completely understand but knew they were praise as she bounced up and down his length. The water rocked around them as they moved, adding a different layer of sensations.

“You’re so beautiful like this,
Atan
.” Rock came up behind her, wrapped his arms around her chest, and cupped her breasts in his large hands. She leaned back on him as she rode the thick length of Jag’s cock. Lifting her arms, she reached back and draped them around his neck. The thick muscles under her fingers moved with him as he leaned closer.

She felt like the most powerful woman in the world with Rock’s erection against her lower back as she curled her hips and plunged back down on Jag’s cock. Jag was much more open with his expressions. His head rested back against the tub edge, his fingers gripping her hips, as she rolled her hips and ground herself against his cock. She used the grip she had on Rock to support her as she twirled her hips in circles imagining she was dancing to “I Gotta Feeling” by the Black Eyed Peas.

Rock plucked at her nipples, rolling them between his fingers, and she arched her back more, pressing her breasts against his touch. He groaned against her neck and bit her shoulder. It didn’t sting, more of an acute pressure, but she loved it. To her it meant he was losing some control and she suspected that didn’t happen often. His large hand traced down her side and over her ass cheek in a long caress. When she felt a thick finger pressing against her back hole she jumped at the foreign sensation.

“We’re going to claim every bit of you.” It was a statement not a question, but she nodded anyways. His blue eyes blazed with an almost ethereal light that made her heart skip a beat. She’d never seen eyes like that before. He closed the distance between them and kissed her like he was a starving man and she was a meal.

“You’re more than we ever imagined.” Jag pressed his fingers against her slit and found the little bundle of nerves that hid in there. His hot mouth latched onto one of the breasts that Rock cupped. The dual sensation of kissing one man while having sex with another one was more intimate than she’d ever been with anyone in her life.