by Nora Ash
Lightning’s low growl of satisfaction was echoed from The Shade’s chest. I cracked my eyelids open in time to see the dark clad man close the two steps that separated us, his eyes aflame with need and possessiveness. He wrapped both gloved hands around my face and tilted it up, capturing my lips with his a second later.
His kiss was scorching. I moaned softly into his mouth as my senses were overwhelmed with his presence, parting my lips for his demanding tongue without resistance. Teasing fingers pinched my nipples, making me moan again and a stronger current of desire travel down to the tense nub of nerves between my thighs.
If I’d still had the ability to process more than just sensations, maybe I would have startled at the realization that I was sandwiched between the two most infamous superhumans in the city, feeling The Shade’s growing erection press against my stomach from the front, and Lightning’s against my back. Perhaps the knowledge of what was happening—what I was allowing to happen—would have registered as disbelief or shame. But I wasn’t. And it didn’t.
By the time The Shade lifted his head to let me breathe, my mind was spinning and my breathing was erratic. He slid his arms around me, clutching me tighter against his body by grabbing my ass in both hands, squeezing firmly at the ample flesh. I choked on a gasp when my burning clit rubbed against his rock hard erection, and then cried out when a sharp bite to the back of my neck and a firm pinch of my nipples made me jerk back as much as the hands on my ass would let me. Lightning wasn’t happy with losing the closeness of my body.
The hero’s hands slid from my breasts to my hips, trying to force me back again, but The Shade didn’t budge. Instead, both men strengthened their grasp on me, fingers digging deep into my helpless flesh as both growled in warning at the other.
“Ow!” My yelp of pain stopped both their growling and their tug of war abruptly, but neither released their hold on my poor hips and ass. It also cleared my head of the fog of lust just a little.
“Look, maybe we should stop.” My voice was breathless, and even I recognized how little conviction was in it. Perhaps that was why I got completely ignored.
I don’t know what passed between the two men I was sandwiched between, but when I looked up I could see that The Shade was glaring at his enemy over my shoulder, rather than me. Then he nodded almost imperceptibly, and released his firm grip on my backside.
For a moment I thought they were indeed stopping, and a wave of disappointment swept over me. But before I could voice the protest forming on my lips, his hands swept to my side and grabbed my shirt, tugging it upward without pause.
Lightning let go of my hips and grabbed my arms, lifting them up so The Shade could pull my top off without pause. My bra followed a second later, as did my pants and panties, and before I knew it, I was standing naked between them, my nipples tight from the sudden exposure to the cooler air.
“Oh!” I blinked, my startled outburst coming much too late. In front of me The Shade smirked and grabbed his own top, pulling it over his head in one fluid movement that let his newly revealed abs flex with mesmerizing strength.
His hands went to his pants next, but before I could revel in that glorious sight, Lightning spun me around to face him instead.
He too was suddenly topless, and I couldn’t stop my eyes from roaming his ridiculously defined torso with hunger. I didn’t get much of a chance to take in the sight, though, as Lightning lifted me up so I was forced to part my legs for his hips, and bent his head to my breasts, sucking a pert nipple into his mouth.
I groaned and clutched at the back of his head, my ankles crossing behind his back when my legs tried to clamp together around the sharp shocks of pleasure that shot from my nipple directly to my clit.
Lightning lashed his tongue at the small bud of flesh until it was almost painful with sensation, then moved to my other nipple. He sucked it hard enough for me to whimper with a delicious sort of pain, seemingly too lost in his own lust to be too refined with his attentions, but it didn’t matter. My body yearned for the roughness, and I reveled in the strength of his desire, even as I mewled and writhed against his hold.
When he finally broke free and lifted his head back up to catch my gaze, his eyes were dark with raw and unbridled lust
“Are you wet for me, baby?” he said, the hoarseness of his voice making my pussy clench with longing.
I was pretty sure he could feel my dampness against his stomach, where my thighs were parted for his strong body, but I nodded nonetheless, biting down on my lower lip to stop a wanton moan from escaping.
“Yeah? All ready to take everything I’ve got for you?”
Before I could as much as nod my head in response this time, a frustrated growl sounded from behind me. “If you don’t hurry the fuck up, I’ll take care of her for you.”
The truce between the two men was apparently pretty time-sensitive.
Lightning rolled his eyes before he brushed his lips over mine in a swift but gentle kiss that set my senses aflame with the wild and spicy flavor of him.
“I hope you are ready, because I’m going to fuck you good,” he whispered in my ear. “Until you’re so exhausted you won’t think to let him continue.”
Allow him to continue? I stared up into Lightning’s glowing eyes, and it finally fully dawned on me what I was about to let happen. It wasn’t just some kinky make-out session. No, I was going to have sex with the city’s favored hero while his archenemy watched us… and then they’d swap.
If I’d been a moral sort of woman, the delayed realization of exactly the sort of depravities I was about to engage in should have made me deny them.
As it turned out, I wasn’t anything close to a moral woman.
With a soft groan I arched my back, thrusting my breasts up toward the hero in invitation while grinding my already slickened nether lips against the hard stacks of his abdominal muscles. “Just take me. Now!”
The world whooshed around me, and then I was on my back on my bed, blinking up at Lightning’s burning eyes. His lips pulled back in a silent snarl in a threat of the most carnal kind.
I raised up on my elbows to enjoy the view of his bare torso while he opened his pants, but was almost instantly pushed back down flat again. Lightning’s strong hips pressed heavily between my thighs, anchoring me to the mattress as he climbed in over me.
“Sorry, princess,” he rasped at my attempt to lift my hips up to grind my aching clit against his groin. “No foreplay today. I need you too much.”
I frowned at the brazen comment and glanced at the terrifyingly thick cock in his hand. He wanted to put that inside of me with no warm up?
Lightning smirked, apparently following my train of thought from my stare. “Don’t worry, you’re ready.” He dipped two fingers between us, dragging the tips through my folds in a slow taunt that made my hips rise again, before holding them up between us. They were soaked.
With a wink he drew both fingers in between his lips, moaning gutturally as he sucked them clean.
My pussy spasmed at the sight, the internal muscles fluttering as if they remembered the pleasure his mouth had caused me not all that long ago. I didn’t get to dwell on the memories, though, because Lightning grabbed his hard length and drove it into me with no further pause.
“Oh!” The sensation of suddenly being full made my pussy clench down hard against the intrusion in an instinctive attempt to protect my innermost core. But it was too little too late, and the spasm only worked to increase the tension in my hypersensitive flesh, rubbing my g-spot deliciously against the brutal cock.
I cried out again and rocked my hips up to meet him as pleasure crashed through my nerve endings. As when we were together last, I was helpless to resist my own body’s primal urges to submit and surrender to the strong, powerful man. His near-desperate thrusts that would have left me aching for days had I been any less wet and ready seemed to fill not only my clutching channel but also my mind, pounding his need for me into my very soul.
It
was intoxicating. His energy lit every cell in my body aflame, and I knew that at that moment, I was the only thing, the only one, that could satisfy his deep, dark cravings. The truth I hadn’t seen before blazed from his eyes as much as it did from his powerful hips—right then and there, he needed me more than life itself.
If I hadn’t been gone on the pure rush of ecstasy coursing through my body from where he was pounding me mercilessly, the intensity of it all might have scared me. As it was, it only served to make a surge of fierce possessiveness rise in my body like wildfire.
“Mine! You’re mine!” I gasped, before digging my nails into his shoulders in a frantic attempt to contain the molten pressure from his penetration that threatened to make me come undone. “Fuck, harder!”
Any girl with her wits still intact would never have asked a superhuman on the brink of losing control to fuck her harder. Sadly for me, I’d lost all grips on reality the moment he pushed inside of me all the way to my very core.
Lightning snarled and snapped his hips hard enough to make me yelp and my bed groan, but before I could gather my scattered thoughts enough to protest, he pressed the heel of one hand into my throbbing clit.
Everything turned white, and for one excruciating, drawn out moment, I was nothing but nerve endings and aching flesh—and my entire world was made up of the too-intense pleasure forced on me by my lover’s hand against my helpless clit, underlined by the deep, ruthless thrusts that filled me so perfectly. Then, mercifully, I crested.
“Yes!” My entire body seized, making me convulse on the bed in spams that seemed to stem from my innermost core. I clung to Lightning’s shoulders, whimpering and with my eyes squeezed shut while he brought me to completion.
When my orgasm finally started to ebb, he growled “fuck!” above me and stiffened. The hot rush of his semen flooded my channel in powerful jets less than a second later, his eyes screwed shut and his mouth twisted with soul deep pleasure.
I flopped down, exhausted and sated while he finished in me, rocking his hips gently for the last few moments of our lovemaking.
If you could call it lovemaking. My pussy pulsed somewhere behind the fog of afterglow, promising a less than comfortable day tomorrow. How was it that with these two, the roughest fuckings of my life felt like so much more than just primal sex?
Lightning finally opened his eyes and looked down with an expression in his blue gaze that made my heart flutter. His eyes roamed over my face, a questioning expression in them as if he wasn’t quite sure what had just happened between us.
I smiled tiredly, too content on my endorphin high to be bothered by the hero’s changeable moods, and lifted a lethargic hand up to touch the red lines I’d left without even realizing. “Sorry about that.”
He looked at my hand on his shoulder, his mouth pursing in obvious puzzlement. Clearly, he hadn’t noticed when it happened either.
I expected a smartass comeback of some sort, but when he looked at me again he only brushed his knuckles against my cheek in a tender caress. Then he pulled out, slowly enough to let my swollen channel get accustomed to the change. I still felt the loss all too keenly when he got off the bed and walked out of my field of vision with one last, lingering look at my sprawled-out form.
“Hey,” I protested, rolling up on one arm to stop him from leaving so abruptly. But the glowing blue eyes I caught didn’t belong to Lightning.
The Shade smirked and prowled closer, drawing my attention from Lightning. He had gotten fully naked at some point during my tryst with his enemy, save the ever-present black mask, and judging from the rock-hard erection jutting out in front of him, he had very much enjoyed the show.
Though my lower parts felt extremely well-used, a warm glow of anticipation flooded up from my abdomen at the sight of him. Damn pheromones.
“You may want to give me a moment.” I made a vague gesture down my body to indicate the sticky fluids I could still feel dripping out of me without being too crass about it. “I need a short intermission.”
The Shade scoffed and leapt agilely onto the bed so he could crawl in over my still-splayed form. “You can rest later, kitten. Right now, you need to get on your hands and knees and show me that sweet little cunt of yours.”
I squawked in protest at his crude command, but truth be told, it made my already molten body flush with primitive excitement.
“You can’t seriously want to—oh!” I squealed belatedly when strong hands flipped me over with preternatural speed so I was suddenly face-down on the mattress, and grunted as The Shade pulled me back and up into position.
“Beautiful,” he growled, letting thick fingers slide teasingly up through my soaked folds. “Soaked, open and ready to be taken and bred. Just like I need you.”
Wait, what? Bred?
I didn’t get a chance to ponder this particular strand of dirty talk as The Shade grabbed my hips in both hands, lined himself up against my sopping pussy and entered me in one long, smooth stroke.
“Oh! God!”
The Shade growled as he bottomed out, his fingers digging into my hips deep enough to bruise them. Not that I had the presence of mind to care. As before, my world narrowed in until all it contained was the hard, throbbing cock lodged deep inside of me, and the wild sensation the rough penetration sent through my quivering body.
I cried when he pulled halfway out, only to immediately thrust back in hard enough that I had to use all my strength to keep on my hands and knees. He didn’t show me any mercy, despite the already exhausted state Lightning had left me in, and instantly set a reckless pace that had me seeing stars every time his brutal cock pounded into me.
It may have hurt, somewhere past the wild ecstasy, but all I could feel was pleasure—deep, soul changing pleasure—and a rush of power so potent it felt like fire in my blood.
It didn’t matter that I didn’t graduate top of my class like Trish, that I was just a blogger—it didn’t matter that out in the real world, I felt insecure about who I was and what I looked like. In here, in my bed, with one of the most powerful men inside of me and another watching us, I was invincible. As many problems as we had, when we were together like this, there wasn’t room for any doubt that I was as much the center of their universe as they were mine, if only for a little while.
I gritted my teeth around the high-pitched screams threatening to tear my throat raw and opened my eyes. Lightning’s startling blue gaze met mine, nailing me to the spot as efficiently as The Shade did from behind. His eyes were dark with unbridled passion as he stared at me, he was fully naked, and his chest rose and fell with breaths that made his nostrils flare. For a moment I thought he was going to launch at The Shade and rip him off me to take his place, but he didn’t. He simply stayed put in front of the bed, watching. From the movement of his arm I knew he was stroking his own erection, but when I dipped my gaze to look, The Shade grabbed my long hair in one hand and yanked my head back and up.
“If you’re getting distracted, clearly I’m not fucking you hard enough,” he grunted behind me. A resounding slap landed on my behind, but when I yelped and jolted forward his hold on my hair kept me in place. The steady tug on my roots and the sting from my ass only enhanced the raw sensation of his huge cock pounding into me, rubbing every sensitive spot exactly how I liked it.
Only when I’d completely forgotten all about looking at what Lightning might be doing did The Shade let go of my hair. His hand went straight for my clit, pressing in firmly without ever slowing his thrust.
The orgasm was near-instant.
My pussy clamped down hard on the intrusion at the pressure against my most sensitive nub, and the sensation sent me over the edge with a long cry. My vision blackened and blurred for several moments while pleasure tore through me like a near-painful inferno. I bucked and sobbed against The Shade’s continued thrusts, riding out my orgasm with spasms so strong they wracked my entire body.
Thankfully, my pussy’s desperate milking of his throbbing cock was enough to p
ush him over, too.
He roared as if challenging the other male in the room with a battle cry and clutched me so tight that I could feel the rapid beat of his heart against my back for several long, wonderful moments. Then he released me, and I slid gratefully down toward the mattress with every intent on passing out, not caring that The Shade’s cock was still heavy inside of my worn sheath.
“Not so fast, Kittykat.” Lightning’s voice was rough with urgent need when he grabbed me by the chin and pulled me back up on all four. “I need you.”
I cracked open my eyes just in time to see his thick erection pointing threateningly at me.
“Get off her, Shade.”
The last bit was a snarl.
The Shade growled lazily. “No. You had your go. This was the deal for you taking the first turn, and I’m not done enjoying her.”
“Oh, for heaven’s sake.” I was too exhausted to deal with their rivalry and too sore to want to subject myself to another fucking, so I did what any sensible woman would have—I reached for Lightning’s hard cock and wrapped my lips around it.
A small tremor went through the hero as my hot mouth closed around him. “Fuck,” he hissed, and tightened both hands in my tangled hair. “Fuck, babe, yes, just like that.”
I had enough time to feel a small sliver of pride and power at his complete unraveling from the lightest touch of my tongue. He hissed in an odd sort of whine, and I could practically feel his struggle not to pull too hard on my hair when his hard length slid deeper into the cavern of my mouth. Then his cock pulsed against my tongue, and Lightning seemed to regain his ability to move.
He shifted his grip to my cheeks, tipping my head up a little so I could look into his eyes and his thick cock slid a little more easily down. I coughed when he neared my throat, but he didn’t force me to take it all the way down.
“Would never hurt you,” he gasped, as if he’d seen the worry in my eyes. “Never. Oh, fuck, you feel so fucking good. I’m so close, so close.”