Mitry and Weni (13 page)

She looked down and met Wen’s hungry green gaze and gasped when he wrapped a hand around the base of his cock to hold it up and away from his body.

“Take me inside of you, mate.”

The deep tenor of his voice had a gravelly desperate cadence to it, sending shivers racing up and down her spine. Krysta licked her dry lips, lifted up more onto her knees, and then slowly lowered herself back down. She squeezed her eyes closed when the tip of Wen’s cock brushed against her entrance but groaned as it slid through her slick folds, the head nudging against her clit.

“Fuck, you feel good, honey,” Wen moaned. “I can’t wait to be inside of you.”

“Yeah,” Krysta sighed before canting her pelvis once more as he aligned his dick with her cunt.

Her closed lids fluttered up and her mouth opened as she gasped in a breath. He was so damn big she could feel her tissues stretching to accommodate the broad head. When the crown popped up inside her, her eyes drifted closed once more and she clutched hold of his big, muscular biceps. She tried to stop the trembling quaking her body but the harder she tried the more she shook.

“Are you okay, baby?” Mit’s breath caressed the side of her neck and she moaned.

“Yes.”

“Take Wen’s cock all the way inside your hot, wet, tight cunt, Krysta,” Mit ordered.

Cream dripped from her pussy at his command. She’d never imagined being turned on by one dominant man let alone two, but that was exactly what she was. Each time they took over in the bedroom, her arousal ramped up until she felt almost consumed by it.

“Take your time, honey.” Wen glared at Mit over her head.

Krysta almost smiled at the tension in the room because she knew it had nothing to do with anger or who was the most authoritative and everything to do with the thick sexual hunger they were all feeling.

She dug her nails into Wen’s flesh and pushed down, causing them both to moan. His was deep and guttural and seemed to contrast with her lighter tone in a harmony she’d never have imagined. If she hadn’t been so hungry for her men she may have taken the time to explore the cadence of their voices in a song, but the fire burning in her gut was too intense to ignore.

“That’s it, Krysta,” Wen encouraged. “You feel amazing.”

Krysta was panting so hard she couldn’t speak but nodded her head in agreement. Wen’s cock was pure bliss sliding along her wet walls as she took more and more of him inside. The slow friction created was the most exquisite blissful feeling and she wanted, needed, more.

Using her legs she drew up and then sank down on him again but this time didn’t stop until she felt the head of his cock lodged against her womb. She’d heard that some women felt pain at having their cervix touched but not her it seemed. She could actually feel the tip throbbing against the entrance to her uterus and it felt phenomenally good. Krysta wiggled her hips and whimpered when his cock jerked and rubbed against her cervix.

“Do you like that, honey? Or is it too much?” Wen asked in a raspy voice.

“Good,” she moaned.

“You are so special.” Wen stroked a finger down her cheek and smiled. “You were made just for us.”

Krysta blinked back the tears burning her eyes. No one had ever said anything so nice to her in her life. His words shot straight into her heart and soul. She’d never felt anything like this before. It was as if Wen and Mit had crawled under her skin and into her heart when she hadn’t been looking and in such a short amount of time. It was disconcerting but also exciting. She’d never let a single person get so close to her before and wasn’t sure how to handle it. Her heart was so full she hoped it didn’t burst open, and while the “L” word was floating in the forefront of her mind, there was no damn way she was going to say it.

You aren’t in love with them, Krysta. How can you be when you’ve only known them a couple of days? Things like that aren’t possible. Are they?

She sighed when Mit ran a hand down her back, bringing her from her introspection. When his hand got to her ass, she held her breath and groaned as he kneaded and squeezed first one cheek and then the other.

“I love this ass, baby. So fucking sexy. I could watch your ass all day long.” Mit’s breath wafted over the skin of her butt and she tensed up, wondering what the hell he was doing.

The moment she felt his tongue swirl around her cheek she quivered as another wave of heat, centering in her womb, moved through her blood to encompass her whole body. She flinched when he scraped his fangs over both cheeks, one at a time, but not because it was painful. It was such a carnally erotic thing to do.

“Relax for me, baby,” Mit ordered.

She took a deep breath and tried to get her tense muscles to become less taut and just as they managed to, Mit spread her ass cheeks.

“What…” She didn’t finish her question because she was too shocked at what Mit did next to form any words. Her eyes were open so wide she must have looked ridiculous but she couldn’t seem to help it.

“What’s he doing to you, honey?” Wen’s hands were on her hips but then he began to caress up and down her sides, getting higher and higher with each pass.

Krysta shook her head. She was beyond words. Mit had spread her ass cheeks and was now licking her bud. It was dirty but she liked it too much to tell him to stop. Her legs and arms were trembling more than ever and she couldn’t seem to fill her lungs with air.

“Tell me what Mit’s doing to you, honey.”

The command in Wen’s voice was too firm to deny and after licking her dry lips she answered. “He’s…licking…me.”

“Where?” Wen’s voice was husky and she could tell by his tone he knew damn well where Mit’s tongue was.

“My ass.”

“Does it feel good, Krysta?”

She nodded.

“It’s going to feel amazing when he sinks his hard cock into that pretty little star. Don’t you think so?”

She nodded again.

Wen’s hands moved from the sides of her breasts, enveloping them in his fingers and palms, kneading the soft globes. Her nipples pebbled even more, pressing against the center of his hands and throbbing for a firmer touch.

“Come here, mate.”

Krysta leaned closer to Wen and he lifted his head as he released one of her breasts from his hold. The tip of his tongue swiped over one peak before he sucked it into his mouth and began suckling on it firmly. Sparks of desire shot down from her breast and centered in her pussy, causing her internal muscles to clench and juices to drip.

She was being bombarded with sensations and didn’t know how much longer she could stand it. Her anus was pulsing, opening and closing as the nerves lit up at being caressed so carnally.

Krysta could have cried when Mit’s tongue left her skin but she pulled her lower lip into her mouth to keep herself from begging him to do it again.

She heard the pop of something being opened and then she gasped when cool, moist fingers rubbed over her back entrance.

“Take a deep breath for me, baby,” Mit ordered.

Krysta did as he said without any conscious thought. She moaned and squeezed her eyes tightly closed when she felt one of Mit’s fingers breach her anus.

“Breathe out,” Mit said.

Again Krysta did as she was told and was surprised when her clenching ass muscles relaxed. She wanted this, needed to have both her men inside of her, making love to her at the same time more than she needed anything else, ever. So she continued to breathe in and out deeply, keeping her muscles lax as much as possible and trying to circumvent the reflexive impulses that came naturally in such a situation.

Mit pushed his lubed finger in deeper, sliding it back out to the tip, before pressing it back in. Each pump of his finger into and then out of her backside was faster and deeper until she was consumed with a hunger so deep and profound she was crying.

Wen released the nipple he’d been suckling on and met her gaze. When he saw the tears on her face, he frowned. He wiped the moisture from her cheeks. “Are you okay, Krysta? Is Mit hurting you?”

“No,” she moaned and then groaned when Mit added another finger to her rosette.

“Why are you crying, honey?”

“Shit!” Mit shifted behind her and leaned over to look at her face. He frowned with concern.

Krysta shook her head and gasped in another breath. “It’s so good.”

“You like what I’m doing to you, baby?” Mit slowly eased his fingers deeper into her anus and spread them, stretching her muscles.

“Yes,” she sobbed. “Never knew…”

“If you like my fingers in your ass, you’re gonna love having my cock in there.” Mit nibbled on her neck, licking on her skin and scraping his fangs on her flesh.

The knot of heat which had been in her belly was now warming her whole body, but it was so hot she felt like she was burning alive. She was so hot she didn’t know if she could stand much more of the pleasurable torture. Her body craved her mates, craved to have them both filling her up and taking the deep throbbing inside of her away.

“Please?”

“Please what, baby?” Mit continued to pump his fingers in and out of her anus, spreading his fingers to prepare her for his cock. Every now and then she felt his digits glide along Wen’s hard dick through the layers of tissue that separated the ass and cunt.

“Need…you.”

Her womb was aching from the continuous stream of cream leaking from her pussy and she had no doubt she was covering Wen in her cum.

“Hurry the fuck up,” Wen growled.

Krysta gave a mental nod in agreement. She wanted them both inside of her, right now. When Mit moved away from her back, she sobbed in disappointment and shivered at the lack of heat, but he was only gone for a few seconds before he was back.

“Are you ready, baby?”

“Yes. Now!” Krysta didn’t care that she was being demanding. All she cared about was getting Mit’s cock inside of her ass.

“Take a deep breath, Krysta.”

She was panting so hard she couldn’t take any more air into her lungs, so she held her breath instead. She groaned when the head of Mit’s cock brushed against her crack and then moaned when the tip began pushing against her anus.

At first the pressure of the blunt head pushing against her entrance was too much and she wasn’t sure she’d be able to take him. She released her held breath and sucked in another deep breath, sighing with relief when her tense muscles relaxed.

“That’s it, baby. Nice and easy.”

Mit’s breath was warm and moist against the side of her neck but when he licked over the mark he’d made when he bitten her, she almost cried out with the erotic pleasure that burned straight into her womb.

She whimpered when the head of his cock popped through the first ring of muscles but not because she was hurting. She didn’t want him going slow, although later she would probably appreciate the fact. Krysta wanted him to shove inside her ass so deep she didn’t know where either of them began or ended.

“So fucking tight,” Mit growled.

Wen sat up, making them both groan when his cock moved inside of her. He stared deeply into her eyes as he threaded his fingers into her hair at her nape and then he slanted his mouth over hers.

The kiss they shared was voracious, their tongues twirling and rubbing, their teeth clicking together and their noses brushing against each other’s. She felt as if she was totally out of her control but there was no way she was going to reign in the passionate need firing through her system. Wen broke the kiss, bent his head, and suckled at the other nipple while pinching and plucking on the other peak with his finger and thumb.

When Mit began to push in deeper, Krysta held her breath but that didn’t help. Her body was wrought with tension and she knew if she didn’t release the tautness in her muscles she could end up hurting. She exhaled slowly and concentrated on inhaling just as slowly and she ended up moaning with pleasure as Mit’s cock sank into her deeper than ever before. The moment his pelvis connected with the cheeks of her ass, she realized he was inside of her all the way.

“Oh,” she moaned, her body quivering with desire.

“You…okay?” Mit asked. His words came out in a sort of hiss as if he was speaking from between clenched teeth.

“Move!” Krysta clenched her internal muscles, making both her mates growl, and then all hell broke loose.

Mit’s cock glided along her anus walls as he drew his cock back until just the tip was resting inside of her. As he pushed back in, Wen grabbed her hips and drew from her pussy.

She moaned and tried to move in sync with her mates but Wen’s hold on her hips firmed, not allowing her any control.

Mit wrapped his arms around her chest, one beneath her breasts and the other over one of her breasts. He plucked at her nipple, pulling it away from her body, but it wasn’t hard enough to cause her any pain. In fact it felt so damn good, her internal muscles clenched and released around the two cocks slowly moving in and out of her anus and pussy.

“I’m not going to last long,” Wen gasped as he shoved back deep into her cunt.

“Me neither,” Mit said in a growly voice.

“Too,” was all Krysta could manage to say.

“She’s killing me.” Wen moaned as his cock surged back into her cunt. “So wet and hot.”