The breath huffed from her lungs in a squeak as he began circling his finger gently within her rear channel, spreading the healing cream as far as he could reach. He pulled his finger nearly out and, much to Charlie’s shock, pushed two fingertips back in, wrenching a groan from the depths of her throat.
“Did that hurt you, baby girl?” he asked, concerned.
“No. No.” She squirmed and wriggled her butt, lifting it higher, seeking more of his surprisingly pleasurable touch.
But he withdrew his fingers with great reluctance. “Sorry baby girl. As much as I would love to, I’m not going to stretch you yet. Not until Lucas tells us you are completely healed. Then we are going to start you on the smallest Princess plug and work up from there.”
She frowned. “Princess plug?”
“Made of stainless steel, like the ones Jay’s been wearing, only instead of a rectangular flange at the end, a Princess plug has a round disk with a jewel. Most of the jewels are glass, but yours will be real gems. It’s ass jewelry and the women around here all wear them.”
Charlie lifted her head and gave his an incredulous look. “How could you possibly know this?”
Nik just smirked. “A Dom always knows when a woman is plugged.”
“So people will know I’m wearing a—”
“Exactly.”
Holy shit!
Jay was grinning at her. “You’ll love it, sweet thing. It feels really good. And it’ll look so beautiful, that little jewel winkin’ over your ass hole.”
Well, she had to admit, his fingers certainly felt good. And she had to admit the thought of something sparkling and pretty decorating her least attractive part appealed to her sense of quirkiness. Well, it’s not attractive to me. But these two seem to have found something about it that appeals to them.
Nik grabbed the towel he’d placed on the bed and wiped his hands. Then he gently wiped off the excess medicated cream from her crack.
“Are you ready for me, malyutka? Daddy wants to fuck his little girl. Are you ready for Daddy’s cock?”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Oh, hell, yeah.
Reaching between her legs, he palmed her mound, working his two middle fingers through her wet, swollen folds.
She moaned and thrust her hips backward as he mapped her slit with his fingers before thrusting them up into her vagina. Nik’s fingers were blunt-tipped, thick and long and the sweet friction of their penetration made a wet, slurping sound. Her moan turned into a gasp as he began thrusting them in and out, slowly at first then with more speed and force.
Charlie’s back arched, raising her ass still higher as she eagerly sought his pleasuring strokes. “Yes, Daddy, yes! God, that feels so good!”
Nik chuckled. “You like that, don’t you, little mouse. You like being finger-fucked.”
“Yesssss.” It was a hiss that changed to a shriek as he added a third finger and rolled his hand over to rub his fingertips across what had to be her G-spot. The breath shivered from her lungs.
“Oh, my God!” She writhed under the sensuous onslaught, slamming her hips back to meet each stroke, feeling the spiral coiling inside her tighter and tighter, until she knew it was ready to snap. “Oh, my God! Omigodomigodomigod!”
“Are you close, baby girl?”
“Yes! Oh, God, yes!”
Nik’s hand stilled and left her body with a slurp.
“Noooooo!” Charlie’s cry was mournful as she was left writhing and twisting on the bed, seeking that final touch that would send her over the edge. Instead she just hung there, hovering on the brink of a massive orgasm. “No. No. No. I need to come. Please let me come.”
“No, malyutka. You are not to come.” Nik’s voice was cool, impersonal. “I wish to pleasure you with my tongue. But you must not come until I say so, understand?”
“Oh, God!” The cry was wrenched from the core of her being.
“Understand?” he repeated.
“Y-yes, Daddy.”
“Hands and knees, little one,” Nik ordered.
She bit her lip, raising her torso up off the bed, supporting herself on her hands. Her arms were trembling. Arms, hell. Every muscle in her body was trembling with the strain of trying to prevent the inevitable. There was no way she was going to be able to stop herself from having this orgasm. She was so damn close, she doubted it would take much more than Nik’s breath against her aching flesh to shoot her out beyond the stars and shatter her into a zillion pieces.
“Jay,” Nik instructed. “Lie beneath her and suckle her breasts while I eat her luscious pussy.”
She whimpered, holding her body rigid as Jay crawled up to her head, rolled over and slid his head beneath hers, upside down., a wicked grin curving his lips, his eyes dark and glittering with passion.
“Kiss me, baby girl.”
She lowered her head, fitting her lips against his, her breath hitching as his tongue sought entry into her mouth. The upside down position felt weird. And extremely exciting.
While their tongues were busy exploring and playing with each other, Nik bent forward at the waist and angled his head, burying his face in her wet, glistening folds. “So delicious,” he murmured, nuzzling her with his nose, making her squirm and squeal with delight. “Your fragrance is ravishing, malinkaya. I want to bathe in you so I can have you with me every time I take a breath.” He danced his tongue through her slit, licking every inch of her, slurping her sweet nectar as if it were the finest delicacy. He rimmed her entrance, then penetrated her sheath, thrusting in and out. His little humming sounds of appreciation sent pleasure vibrating through her flesh.
She was writhing, bucking her hips, a torrent of soft little mewls tumbling from her lips.
Nik’s hands left her and he backed away, creating a slight distance between them. She could hear the metallic clink of his belt buckle, the rasp of his zipper, the rustle of his clothing and knew that the next time he pressed his powerful body against her, he would be naked and his cock would be buried inside her, and he would be fucking her. She sighed in anticipation of the pleasure that awaited her.
Nik stepped back into her, groaning at the feel of her hot skin against his. He slid his arm around Charlie’s body, just beneath her breasts and lifted her torso back toward him. She could feel the stiff bulge of his erection pressing against her buttocks. The heat from his body enveloped her, his crisp, clean masculine scent filled her nostrils.
Nik bent low over Charlie’s back and spoke so softly she could barely hear his voice above the wild staccato beating of her heart. “Myshka, you are very wet. But not wet enough to take my cock comfortably. So I’m going to add some lube to help ease my entry.”
“Yes, Daddy.” Her heart hammered so hard she couldn’t breathe. Her vision dimmed as raw hunger suffused her, weakening her muscles, nearly sending her crashing on top of Jay. God, she wanted Nik inside her, stretching her, filling her, fucking her. Wanted to feel the sheer power of his cock driving her into oblivion until her body splintered and fell to pieces around him.
She felt his fingers circling her vaginal opening, darting in and out of her sheath, spreading the slippery lube, preparing her for his penetration. Squelching sounds told her he was slathering the gel all around his cock. Presenting the head of his cock at her opening, he pushed, watching as it yielded to his pressure. His path eased by the super-slick lube, he penetrated her, slowly but steadily.
Charlie sucked in her breath, holding it as he pushed inside her one excruciating inch at a time. Her muscles rippled around him, desperately trying to adjust to his enormous size. When she felt his ball sac tap against her clit, all the oxygen drained from lungs. The only thing that kept her from collapsing on top of Jay was his hands holding her up.
Nik’s breath hissed between his teeth as her muscles flexed around him, gripping him like a tight fist, pulling him in until he was embedded in her so deeply he never wanted to find his way back out again. “Jesus, baby girl, your cunt is so wet, so hot, so fucking tight. An
d you smell so delicious.” Gripping her hips with his hands, he held himself still, taking a deep, steadying breath.
“Jay, my dearest boy,” he said, “I have not forgotten you, I promise. Slide toward me a bit, until your head is beneath her breasts.”
Jay pushed himself farther beneath Charlie’s looming body, his broad shoulders forcing her to spread her hands farther apart. He stopped when his face was right under her pendulous breasts, just hanging down and begging to be played with.
“You can suck her nipples while I’m fucking her, malchik, but you are forbidden to come. Understood?”
“Yes, Daddy.” Jay said. “Lower your shoulders, sweet thing,” he directed, “just a wee bit so I can take you in my mouth.”
Arching her back, she lowered herself on her bent arms until her breasts were dangling on either side of Jay’s face. He reached up and grabbed them, plumping them, weighing them, flicking his forefinger across her turgid nipples, making her gasp and arch her back with pleasure. Lifting his head, he buried his face between them, shaking it back and forth as he pushed them inward with his hands. Pulling his head back, he twisted it slightly and closed his hot, wet mouth over her right nipple.
“Jesus, fuck!” Charlie’s body jerked. She let out a high, keening wail as Jay began to draw hard on her elongated peak, swirling his tongue around it, nipping it lightly with his teeth. Then he moved to her left nipple, alternating back and forth between the two. Every pull of his mouth sent an electrical current resonating through her, traveling through muscle, tissue, and bone straight to her clit.
That’s when Nik began his slow withdrawal, the wide head of his cock scraping along every clamoring nerve ending in her sheath.
Her breaths came in short, sharp pants as she felt the walls of her pussy collapse behind his retreating shaft. Felt his cock head re-open them as he surged back inside, the sheer pleasure ripping a shivery little moan from the depths of her throat. He felt so much bigger from this angle. So much thicker, longer, penetrating her more deeply.
Hips pistoning in a slow, deliberate rhythm, he began fucking her, driving his cock in and out of her wet, slippery cunt. Jay drew hard, first on one nipple then the other, timing his suckles with each of Nik’s inward strokes. The onslaught of sensation the two men created in Charlie’s body sent her cartwheeling drunkenly through the vastness of space. She moaned. “Faster, please, Daddy. “I need it faster. And harder. So much harder.”
Increasing both the force and speed of his strokes, Nik fucked her, pounding his cock into her pussy in a steady slap, slap, slap of flesh against flesh.
“Who is fucking you, lapochka?” His voice was hoarse, rough, the sound of rocks being ground to dust.
“You are, Daddy.”
“Do you like your Daddy fucking you?”
“Yes. Oh, my God, Yeeesss!”
She howled as he reached out and grabbed a handful of her hair, twisting it around his fingers and yanking her head back. The sudden, painful pull on her scalp sent frissons of pleasure rippling through her, making her gasp and cry out. “Oh, my God! Omigodomigodomigod! Nik!”
“Does that hurt, little one?”
“Yes. But—”She sucked in her breath, momentarily distracted by Jay’s tongue lashing rapidly back and forth across one nipple, while his thumb did the same to her other one.
“But what?” he demanded, maintaining his steady stroking in and out of her cunt, his hips slamming against hers. He was breathing hard. Sweat sheened his body, dripped from his hair and his face.
By now she was sobbing, her lungs heaving as she desperately tried to catch her breath. “It…feels good, too. So damn good! How can that be?”
He didn’t answer. Instead he said, “Are you close to coming, little one?”
“Yes, Oh, God, yes!” And she was. Each thrust of his hips sent pleasure stabbing through her. Each tug of Jay’s mouth and fingers on her breasts threatened to drive her insane with need.
“Beg me for it.”
Mouth dry, she tried to swallow. Couldn’t. “Please, Daddy. Please may I come?”
He laughed. “You call that begging?”
“Pleeeeeease. Pleeeeeease, Daddy, please let me come. I need to come so badly. Oh, God, pleeease.”
Nik chuckled. “Much better. You realize I could pull out right now and deny you your orgasm.”
She stopped breathing. The thought terrified her. She was hovering on the edge of a climax that was going to annihilate her. “Oh, God, please don’t do that, I’m begging you. I need to come!”
Another chuckle. “Who controls you right now, little one?”
“You do.” Oh, God, you do! This is torture. Sheer torture! She was spiraling upward so fast, she knew that all it would take was one little touch and she’d go off like a rocket.
“Christ, little one, I love fucking your tight little pussy.” Nik began ramming even harder into her, reaching his free hand around her hip and circling one fingertip around her clit, just enough to spike her pleasure, not enough to set her off. Her entire body solidified, every muscle as taut as the skin and sinew on a drum.
“Please,” she sobbed. “Please, please, please, please.”
“Come, Charlotte.” Nik touched her clit. “Come, my lovely little girl. Your Daddy wants you to come.”
Her back arched. Her lungs congealed. Her body froze in a rigid bow. Filling her lungs with air, she released it in a scream as pleasure exploded through her body, ripping her from her moorings and slamming her against the rocks, tearing her apart, wrecking her. Leaving behind nothing but bits of flotsam floating on the sea, drifting at the whim of the tides as aftershocks rolled through her.
Nik stiffened behind her, gritting his teeth, his fingertips biting into the flesh of her hips so hard it was bound to leave marks. The contractions of her vaginal muscles around his cock were so powerful, he had to fight his own need for release. He didn’t want to come in her cunt—at least, not this time. He wanted to come all over Jay’s ass, marking him so he knew he belonged to him.
Barely hanging onto his seed through sheer dint of will, he managed to stay inside her until the last spasm had passed. Still hard as a fence post, he pulled out slowly.
“Noooooo!” It was a shivery little moan, ripped from Charlie’s throat, protesting his withdrawal. Her muscles squeezed around him, trying to hold him in. She whimpered as he pulled out.
“Sorry, little one. I would love nothing more than to come in your luscious cunt. But this load is for our darling boy, who has been waiting so patiently.” Nik bent and placed a kiss on the dimple at the base of her spine. “I am going to come all over his ass so he knows without a doubt that he belongs to me. Just as you now belong to me.”
Charlie was shivering so hard, her teeth were chattering. God, the words he uses. So carnal. So raw. So God damned sexy. Her arm muscles were so weak she was about to collapse on top of Jay, but just in time he grabbed her shoulders and guided her over onto her side. With a sigh, she sank into the soft mattress, utterly spent.
“Hands and knees, malchik.” Holding his cock, still slick with both lube and Charlie’s juices, Nik walked around to the other side of the bed. “Ass over the edge. Spread your cheeks.”
Jay scrambled into position, his shoulders down on the mattress and his hands behind him pulling his ass cheeks apart.
Nik grabbed hold of the flat end of the plug and began twisting it, rotating the huge black plug inside Jay’s ass. The pressure and movement against Jay’s prostate had the breath sawing in and out of the younger man’s lungs as he fought his impending orgasm. Nik pulled on the plug, watching, mesmerized, as the widest part of the flange stretched Jay’s opening, making him moan and writhe. The constricting of Jay’s sphincter pushed the plug the rest of the way out
“You like that, don’t you, malchik moy?” Nik sounded almost gleeful. “You like this big plug in your ass. Well, you’re going to like my cock plugging your ass even better.” He laid the plug in a dish on the nightstand, to
be cleaned later. Then, palming Jay’s ass cheeks, he slid both his thumbs through Jay’s crack and into his gaping hole, as if he were holding it open. He looked at Charlie, who was watching, her eyes dazed with lust.
“Charlotte. Lube me up, please.”
That’s all he said. It was all he needed to say.
Charlie rose shakily onto her hands and knees and reached for the tube of lube. Scooting to the edge of the bed, she sat up on her legs and squirted a generous amount of the slick gel onto her fingers. Nik took a step sideways to give her easy access to his angry-looking erection, still slippery with her juices. Closing her hand around Nik’s cock she began stroking it up and down, slathering it all over his throbbing shaft.
“Thank you, baby girl.” He bent forward and kissed her mouth, still swollen from his previous kisses.
She released him and picked up the towel he’d used earlier, wiping her hand.
With a sigh, Nik grabbed his cock and presented the leaking tip to Jay’s ass hole, pushing forward, watching it slowly disappear inside the dark channel. Jay sucked in a deep breath and held it until the widest part of Nik’s flared head squeezed past the tight sphincter. He grunted and sighed and let his shoulders slump to the mattress even as he lifted his hips and pressed them back toward Nik, actively seeking this carnal invasion of his body.
The breath shuddered from Nik’s lungs. “Yes, malchik, that’s it. Push back against me. Invite me to fuck this beautiful ass. Jesus, you’re so fucking tight!” An indrawn hiss of breath followed. “Charlotte, little one. Take hold of Master Jay’s cock. You are permitted to play with him, but do not allow him to come. If he does, you will both be punished. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Daddy,” they answered in unison.
Lying on her right side with her head at the edge of the bed, Charlie reached beneath Jay’s arched hips and touched his penis. It jerked away from her as if it possessed a mind of its own. But she grabbed it and fisted her hand around it. It was hot and velvet-soft, heavily textured with deep veins. His cock head was satin-smooth and wet with pre-cum. She swirled her thumb around the tip, spreading the pearly liquid all around the head.
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