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by Devil's Pact (lit)

  “Oh, yes. I’ve been ready all morning,” she panted, licking her lips as they twitched in anticipation. Her breath came more rapidly, eager to see the part of him that drove her mad with desire. “Show me, Devin. I want to see how hard you are.”

  “Show me, Megan,” he responded. A wicked smile curled his lips as his darkened silvery eyes blazed with sinful intent. She watched his gaze drop between her thighs. Knowing what he wanted, she parted them, Then arched her hips to allow him a clear view of his pussy. It was hot, wet, and throbbing for him. It belonged to him, only him. Whenever he wanted. However he wanted.

  “Oh, yeah, Megan,” he whispered, quickly unlacing his buckskins. She followed his eyes as they roamed over her exposed body, then focused on her cunt. She felt her breasts swell, nipples tighten, ache for his touch. Her body trembled with need as she spread her thighs further. She wiggled her hips as she felt her knees buckle under his intimate inspection. “Look at those pretty lips, swollen and red, so shiny with your cream. Damn, Megan, just looking at you is about to make me come in my pants,” he said heatedly, his thumbs hooking on his waistband, yanking down his buckskins.

  She moaned when his engorged cock sprang free.

  Kicking out of his buckskins, he quickly tossed them aside and stood completely naked before her. His eyes never left hers. The depth of his emotions took her breath away. “Whatever happened before, it’s all yours now, Megan. It wants no one but you,” he whispered, holding the huge cock sticking straight out from his body from its lush nest of dark curls with one while stroking it eagerly with the other.

  “Hurry, Devin.” Her pussy was already drenched when she thought about what he was going to do. Hearing his declaration warmed her heart and touched her soul. It was as close to saying he loved her as possible. It was all she needed to hear. More than she ever hoped for.

  “I need you so bad, I can taste it. I can taste your sweet pussy on my tongue.” He knelt before her parted legs. His hands smoothed up her trembling thighs.

  “Oh, God, yes,” she panted as he ran a finger gently over the outer lips. Her pussy clenched and squeezed out more juices down her thighs.

  “Like that?”

  She whimpered in response, her body swaying forward, encouraging his touch.

  “You look so willing. Are you willing, Megan, for anything?” He looked up at her. His finger circled the entrance of her body, slow and easy.

  “Yes. Anything,” she breathed, feeling helpless against his tormenting pleasure. She looked down into his eyes, dark and bewitching like pure, mortal sin in glossy charcoal.

  “Tell me what you want.”

  “Devin, please.” Spreading her feet farther apart, she arched her hips toward his face. Her body trembled, preparing itself for his lips and that devilishly long, pointed tongue deep inside her vagina, right where she wanted it.

  “Please, what?” His voice sounded strangled, desperate as he looked up at her. His thumbs held her quivering flesh apart. She felt the heat of his breath whisper over the folds of her skin.

  “Suck me…please,” she begged on a breathy moan. “Make me come.”

  “Gladly.” Draping her legs over his shoulders, he cupped her ass as he drove his tongue greedily into her hot cunt. She was gasping, crying out as he teased and licked the moist flesh expertly. He thrust inside the hot recess of her body, feasting on her essence. Her body was on fire, bucking against his mouth.

  Constantly, his tongue lapped along the groove of the labia and he thrust the tip inside the lips along the groove around her clit, careful to avoid direct contact, driving her arousal perilously close to the edge. Her whole body shook, desperate for release.

  In the far corner of her mind, she knew the whimpers slicing through the serene wooded air were her own. So what if she scared the animals? Let the squirrels find their nuts elsewhere. Hers were right between his legs. She shoved her aching pussy into the heat of his mouth. She shivered each time he came perilously close to that sensitive nub, only to avoid it. He exerted his control over her senses, her release, her body. She needed something, or else she would die, just die from the unending, mindless pleasure.

  “Please, suck it. Suck my clit,” she begged, feeling every nerve ending shoot currents of fire to her vagina as his tongue slid through the folds of her pussy. The juices traveled down her thighs, forming faster than he could suck them as the slurping, suckling sounds of a hungry man’s feast echoed around them.

  “I can’t take it any longer. Make me come,” she begged as he sucked the inner lips into his mouth. His tongue ran along the slit as the burning ache intensified. He probed, teased, tortured the sensitive tissue skillfully, just enough, always just enough to bring her close. Damn him. What was he doing, torturing her with pleasure?

  She cried out as her knees buckled on his shoulders when he applied gentle pressure to the dildo buried in her ass. Her thighs clenched around his head, and her upper body fell back, held up by the rope around her wrists.

  Her body was on fire as the mindless, relentless sensation raced through her body. Begging, trembling for release, she tried to shift her hips and grind her clit against his tongue when she caught sight of a movement in the trees.

  “Devin,” she breathed, eyes flaring wide, unsure if it was man or beast. Her body stiffened atop his shoulders. Her pulsed raced in alarm.

  His hot tongue thrusting down her vagina was his reply. She bit down on her lip, fighting the continuous delirium that pierced her senses.

  “Oh, my God,” she shrieked as Caleb came into view. He made his way through the dense trees, heading straight for them.

  She felt her body flush with the heat of embarrassment. Caleb couldn’t see her like this. What would he think or her? What would he do? What would Devin do? Oh, no. No. No. No. It couldn’t be. Not him of all people. Not like this.

  She tried to jump off Devin’s shoulders, as she fought back tears of shame, dread, humiliation, and utter mortification. His arms were firmly planted atop her thighs, and his grip tightened on her buttocks. Her heart sank.

  I’ll shoot all uninvited guests.

  A suffocating heart-stopping fear gripped her entire being. Caleb was a dead man.

  Arms tied, she was entirely at Devin’s mercy. His mouth wasn’t loosening its hold and his tongue plunged deep inside her pussy. She couldn’t run and hide, or even attempt to cover herself.

  Shaking her head frantically, she motioned Caleb to stay to away, believing if she shouted a warning, Devin, who was unaware at the moment, would be alerted to his presence.

  Their eyes locked as Caleb stepped out of the trees into the confinement of the small alcove. The horror, shame and embarrassment she felt was soon replaced by absolute bewilderment and extreme astonishment as she read the inexplicably sexual arousal in his deep blue eyes.

  She recognized that look. She’d seen it often enough just before Devin lifted her skirt and fucked her. The shock of his reaction stirred her blood.

  As if she required confirmation, her gaze lowered. Caleb’s cock was hard, strained against the front of his well-cut trousers. This wasn’t what she expected—not from Caleb. How could he abide another man grinding his face into her pussy, eating her like she was his last meal? It confused her even more. But her body possessed a carnal urge all its own. She felt a flood of moisture seep into Devin’s mouth and her vagina throbbed against his lips.

  Caleb wasn’t taken aback or outraged. He was taking pleasure in what Devin was doing to her. Lust blazed clearly in his eyes, as if he wanted to be between her thighs. He wanted to be next. The wanton thought made her sigh deeply as a surge of sexual awareness coursed through her veins.

  As Caleb neared, Devin finally released her. The sudden brush of cool air on her flesh drew a quick intake of breath from her. Disappointment at the loss made her momentarily forget the distress of the situation as her feet touched the blanket.

  “Our invited guest has arrived,” Devin announced, licking her juices from his slick
lips. She felt her entire body burn, flush an embarrassing shade of red. Straightening, Devin turned her to face Caleb, his hands constantly caressing her body.

  Filled with questions, heart beating wildly against her ribs, Megan could only gape at Devin. She could form no words or discernable thoughts. His hands roamed over breasts, down her belly, over the curve of her hips, and along the slope of her back, again and again.

  “He’s here for you, Megan,” Devin said softly.

  She turned her attention back to Caleb, who stood a foot in front of her. The lust radiating off him was apparent. Love also glowed in his sweet, tender gaze. He was gorgeous. Sometimes, she thought him too good-looking for a man. And he loved her, and part of her would always love him. But why? Why was he here?

  “He’s loved you since you were kids. Remember how you used to touch each other?” One of Devin’s hands found its way to her vagina. His fingers carefully parted the outer folds.

  Moaning softly, she closed her eyes when he slid a finger inside her body.

  There wasn’t a doubt Caleb watched Devin’s finger move in and out of her pussy, mimicking the way Caleb used to touch her when they were young teenagers. She could hear the catch in his breath, could almost feel the heat of his body on hers.

  “He’s the first one to ever kiss your sweet lips and caress your tender breasts,” Devin whispered softly. His other hand cupped a breast and his fingers rolled over the hard nipple, causing her moan with need—for what? Caleb? “First to touch your virginal pussy. And you were the first to touch his cock.”

  Sighing, she licked her lips. She remembered their innocent touches, the warm friction as they rubbed their bodies together. She recalled them holding each other as they kissed in the warm sunlight, lying in the grass after their afternoon swim.

  “Megan,” Caleb said, “say the word and I’ll leave. You’ll never see me again.”

  She opened her eyes slowly and felt her heart shatter. A deep longing in his eyes crushed her spirit, as if he, too, relived the bittersweet memories Devin evoked. The intensity in his blue depths, desperate, scorching. The truth of his words struck her to her very core. He’d walk away, never to return. He’d leave for Boston as he planned. She’d never see her beloved Caleb again. All it would take was a single word, yes or no. Nod or shake.

  “Believe that I’ll always love you regardless,” Caleb said.

  “It’s up to you, Megan.” Devin spoke encouragingly as his finger continued the undemanding in-and-out motion, just as she showed him how Caleb used to touch her, enough to arouse, but not satisfy. Enough to drive her higher.

  Him? Which him? Caleb? Devin? Oh dear, Lord, what was he asking?

  “If he leaves,” Devin continued, “you’ll always wonder what could have been. The added pleasure of two pairs of hands caressing you. Two mouths kissing you, and two cocks fucking you.”

  Megan knew the growing wetness coating his finger told him the idea of having them both excited her tremendously. Her rapid breathing only confirmed it further.

  “Caleb looking at your naked body excites you, doesn’t it, Megan?”

  She swallowed hard. Watched in amazement as Caleb’s gaze caressed her body openly, as if he was already making love to her with his eyes. It made her knees weak and her heart swell. Her blood rushed to her throbbing cunt, and arousal churned like never before.

  “Answer me, Megan. The idea of him fucking you is making you so wet. My whole hand is covered with your cream.”

  Struggling for her next breath, she couldn’t bring herself to admit the idea both aroused and fascinated her. She didn’t have to choose either one. The idea should have horrified her, but strangely, it didn’t. Both would take turns satisfying her pussy with their cocks, giving her pleasure. If only she could throw caution to the wind, find the words to speak and tell them what she wanted.

  “You want him, Megan. You’ve always wanted him.” Devin’s deep voice was suggestive, pure temptation to her weakened senses as he added another finger. The double thickness tore a whimper from her throat. Her hips instinctively rocked against his hand. “Tell him how you’d rather have his cock filling your pussy than my fingers.”

  Just as she fought to suppress the moan that escaped, the lust consuming her was too much to deny. Meeting Caleb’s gaze, she knew her eyes were flaming with desire, as were his. There was no jealously in his expression, only a savage intensity, dark lust glowing hotly. His breathing was harsh, and she knew he wanted her. She knew that he was willing to share her with Devin. The unbridled arousal in his dark gaze drew her eyes downward. His cock jerked, throbbed against the loose black material, as though it was trying to get at her.

  She exhaled harshly as the rage of anticipation washed over her, unlike ever before. Her body softened against Devin’s. She relinquished total control to him, as the thought of being taken by both men flooded her senses with overwhelming need, longing and flashes of desire.

  “Show him what you’ve deprived him of all these years. What you’re so eager to give him now.” Standing behind her, he moved his hands to her hips, gently indicating what he meant.

  Parting her legs slightly, she closed her eyes and arched her back. She pushed her breasts toward him, aware the mounds of flesh were swollen with need, the nipples tender, hard buds aching for the touch of her lovers.

  “That’s my girl,” Devin whispered softly. “A little more, so Caleb can get a good look at how wet and ready you are for him.” Devin’s hands cupped her breasts, rolling the nipples between his fingers.

  She struggled for breath, heard Caleb moan his consensus. He was staring—of that she was sure as her thighs parted more. She thrust her hips upwards, allowing him a clear view of her wide-open cunt as it throbbed for him.

  She whimpered when Caleb ran a finger along her drenched labia, felt him whirl the tip in the moisture gathered between the creases. She kept her eyes closed while Devin kneaded her breasts. She moaned and propelled her pussy against Caleb’s hand. Her body shuddered, and she cried out when his finger gently stroked the hood shielding her engorged nub.

  No longer frightened, she was too aware of the potent lust emanating from her two handsome lovers. She couldn’t deny she wanted them both. She pushed aside any thoughts of impropriety as her body burned with a depraved desire she never believed possible.

  She moaned at the temporary loss when Caleb moved away.

  “Open your eyes, Megan,” Devin ordered, his voice low, tight with arousal. Drawing her eyes open, she watched as he shifted her body slightly in Caleb’s direction. Caleb pulled off his jacket and tie as he moved toward the pile of clothes they’d started earlier. “He’s a grown man now with needs. And he needs you, just like I need you.”

  Her heart pounded against her ribs as she watched Caleb undress. He shrugged out of his vest and shirt, revealing just how much he had grown underneath.

  “Devin,” she gasped from the sexual tingles, searing heat racing to the growing ache between her thighs. Was it wrong to be this aroused by the sight of another man while being held by the one she loved?

  What was she thinking? Caleb wasn’t just another man. She’d loved him for years.

  Straightening her, Devin leaned down and planted kisses along the curve of her throat, whispering softly, assuredly. “There’s nothing to be afraid of, Megan. I’m right here. Let Caleb make love to you. That’s all I ask.”

  “Why?” she barely whispered. The single question floated in her mind.

  “He loves you, Megan. Let us erase the memories of your past.”

  Her appreciative eyes never left the magnificently naked male body walking toward her with an assured confidence. Broad shoulders, lean waist, and narrow hips. A body packed with hard muscle. The light dusting of curly blond hair on his chest, trailing to a narrow path down his rippled stomach to an impressively large, stiff cock that was parallel to his stomach. Long and thick, topped with a swollen red mushroom-shaped head. Though a few inches shy of Devin’s twelve,
Caleb was almost as thick and just as tempting.

  A shocking bolt of tormenting need coursed through her body like an electrifying blaze of lightning as her pussy trembled and gushed.

  She wanted to lick him head to toe.

  * * * *

  Caleb took a deep, rough breath.

  He couldn’t believe what was happening. Megan had actually accepted him. She’d agreed to be fucked by two men at once. If she agreed to that, what else would she consent to? A proposal?

  “I’m not a boy any longer.” Caleb smiled as he stopped in front of her. He noticed the curious look on her face as he handed a vial of lubricating oil to Devin, then dropped the pouch he brought filled with contraceptive sponges next to Devin’s gun belt.

  “So I see,” she breathed as her eyes drifted downward.

  “And I’ve learned a few tricks.” He was mesmerized by her reaction to his nakedness. Her face flushed with sexual desire. Her pupils dilated, nearly black, as the tip of her pink tongue licked her lips sensuously. She was probably unaware of how hard she was staring or how tempting she looked, tied up and helpless, radiating passion. He felt his cock beating like a drum against his belly.

  “I can’t wait,” she murmured breathlessly.

  “You won’t have to,” he said, drifting one hand to a knotted tip on her swollen breast as her chest rose sharply before his eyes. His other hand moved between her thighs, massaging the crease, so wet and slick. Her body shivered in need.

  “You’re even more beautiful than I remember.” He leaned down and softly kissed the gentle curve of her shoulder, and she trembled against him.

  She moaned as his finger lingered at the entrance to her inner moist flesh. Obviously, his teasing caress was slowly driving her mad with desire. He could feel her insides throbbing hard, aching to be filled. Megan wanted him, his cock. She wanted them both. She was hot, wet, and ready. The thought made his body shake with an agonizing hunger, a raging desire to plunge deep into her wetness and keep thrusting until she screamed out his name as he brought her to the climax she craved.