Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 121146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
But Fierce and Hold seemed to like how wet she got.
“Yes you are, my lady—your soft little pussy is all shiny with your juices,” the Light Twin murmured.
“And it’s fucking beautiful,” Fierce added in a low growl. “Spread your pussy wider for us—let me see that sweet little clit.”
“You…you really want to see that?” Celia protested, but she was already slipping her fingers down to spread her outer pussy lips for them.
“Fuck yes, we want to see it!” the Dark Twin assured her.
“And we want to see how you touch it,” Hold added. “Show us how to pleasure you, my lady—please.”
Maybe it was the “please” that did it—or maybe it was just that Celia had never felt so hot in her life before. But she didn’t hesitate to slip her middle finger into her slippery folds and begin to stroke her clit. She rubbed lightly, just barely touching herself because she was extremely sensitive. But even the lightest touch produced incredible sensations.
“Oh…ohhh, Dios!” she couldn’t help moaning as electrical sparks of pleasure spread through her, making her pussy even wetter and her nipples even tighter.
“Gods, look at how hot and wet she is,” Hold groaned. He was talking to Fierce but his eyes were glued to Celia’s bare pussy. “How I’d love to taste all that sweet honey she’s gushing.”
“Gods, yes!” Fierce growled hungrily. “Want to shove my head between her thighs and lick all night! Suck that sweet little clit into my mouth and tease it with my tongue until she gushes even more of her honey!”
Celia couldn’t help picturing what the Dark Twin was describing and it made her so hot she could hardly stand it. She’d always thought that she might enjoy getting her pussy eaten—if she could find a man who actually wanted to do it and knew how to do it right. Peter didn’t fit either of those categories, unfortunately. But then, her fiancé’s idea of sex was to roll on top of her, pump for less than a minute, then roll back off again and go to sleep seconds after he had come.
She pushed the thought of Peter out of her mind and continued to touch herself, sliding her finger lightly and swiftly along the side of her sensitive clit. She could feel her orgasm building and since she didn’t touch herself often, it was going to be an intense one.
“Gods yes, baby—pet that hot little pussy,” Fierce growled, his eyes still pinned to the place between her legs. “Make yourself come for us. I’m getting so fucking close!”
“Me too,” Hold groaned. “Are you close as well, my lady? Can you come with us?”
“I…I’m not sure. I think so,” Celia panted. She was rubbing faster now, nearly moaning with need. She wanted to touch her nipples but the damn shirt was in the way. Reaching up with her left hand, she tugged the top of it up and over her head, which bared her breasts completely.
The result was audible groans from both of her guys.
“Gods, love your breasts, my lady!” Hold murmured, watching her.
“Touch them for us—tug your tight little nipples!” Fierce commanded. “Let us see you make yourself feel good, baby!”
Celia found that she was doing it—tugging and teasing her sensitive nipples with her left hand while her right was still busy between her spread thighs, sliding over her aching clit. She had never felt so hot—so desired—in her life. And suddenly she knew she was going to come, which was something she had never done in front of anyone before. If she wanted an orgasm she usually waited until Peter went to sleep and finished herself off quietly. But this time, there was no being quiet.
“Oh…Madre de Dios! I’m coming!” she moaned as the pleasure flared through her in sweet, hot rush. “Coming so hard!”
“I’m fucking coming too!” Fierce groaned. Through hazy eyes, Celia watched as his long, thick cock jerked in his hand spurting rope after rope of white cream over his flat, muscular belly.
Hold gave a low groan at the same time and arched his back, pumping up into his fist. His cock twitched and then jerked, also spurting across his belly.
For some reason watching the two big warriors as they were watching her, with all of them touching themselves together made Celia hotter than anything she’d ever done before. She felt a second, mini-orgasm rush through her as she watched them spurt and wondered at the amount of cream they made…and what it would feel like if they were spurting inside her.
Stop it, she scolded herself, as she panted, trying to catch her breath. You shouldn’t be thinking that way—you’re engaged, remember?
Yes, how could she forget? But Peter had never made her feel this way, even when they actually had sex. And Hold and Fierce hadn’t even touched her.
With a little moan of pure satisfaction, she finally finished and found that she was too weak to stay upright. She sank to her side on the puffy floor of the tent, panting, with the shirt still raised and her body still on display.