Page 42 of My Crazy Killers
Moving my mouth to suck on her clit, I slide three fingers into her tight channel as I reach up and pinch her nipple. She cries out, and I start thrusting my fingers in and out. Her pussy starts to tighten, and just like he predicted, within seconds, I feel her spasming around my fingers, the feeling making me groan as my cock hardens even more beneath me.
She screams out her release, and I wish I could kiss her at the same time I’m doing all of this, to taste her screams. Instead, I keep pumping until her walls relax and her body sags into the mattress.
Lifting my head, I ask, “You liked that, sweetheart?”
“Uh-huh,” she says, nodding her head, but otherwise seeming to be unable to move.
I sit up and lick my lips, watching her lie there panting heavily, like she’s just run a marathon.I did that to her,I think, with a satisfied grin.
“She’s ready for you now,” Sly tells me. And I grin, somehow not minding that he’s telling me to touch my owngirl. I pull off my shirt and quickly remove my pants and boxers, wanting to feel her skin against mine.
I let my hands start to caress her body, squeezing her thighs, her hips, and moving up to her breasts. I take my time, wanting to study every part of her, to get to know every curve, every dimple, every freckle.
When she starts to squirm under my touch, I know she’s getting aroused again, so I let one hand move between her legs as I move over her. Leaning down, I take her lips at the same time I press three fingers into her.
She gasps, and I take the opportunity to thrust my tongue in, finding hers and caressing it, the way she loves. Her arms wrap around me, holding me tight as if unwilling to let me go far.
I moan against her, and she returns the noise. Pulling back slightly, I remove my hand and stroke my dick, lubing it up with her juices as I whisper, “Are you ready for me, Wren?”
She nods her head quickly and licks her lower lip slowly, my eyes tracking the movement. “I feel like I’ve been waiting our whole lives to do this,” I tell her as I push a lock of her dark hair out of her face.
“Me too. Don’t make me wait any longer,” she begs.
I angle myself at her entrance, pulling my hips back so I can line myself up, and, while staring into her beautiful blue eyes, I slowly push into her tight pussy.
“Yes! Elias, more!” she cries. There are definitely benefits to her not being a virgin, like me; it means I don’t have to go slow and be gentle with her. That thought has my hips bucking as I sink all the way into her.
She cries out, her head tilting back, and I hold still,worried I might have hurt her. “Are you okay?” I ask nervously.
She drops her chin to look at me and nods, a grin tugging up the corner of her mouth. “So good, but you have to move, Elias.”
“Move? Am I crushing you?” She quickly shakes her head, then moans.
“She wants you to fuck her,” Sly explains from behind me.
Oh.Ohhhh.“Right,” I say with a nod, placing both hands beside her head for leverage as I pull my hips back and thrust into her.
“Yes!” she cries out, his fingernails digging into my back. “More!” I do it again, a little faster this time, and when I realize she seems to want it harder and faster, I pick up my pace, gritting my teeth as I try to hold my own orgasm back. I don’t want to embarrass myself by coming so quickly, butfuck.
“You're so beautiful, Wren. So goddamned perfect,” I grit out. “I don’t think I can hold back much longer,” I confess as I feel my balls tightening.
“Touch her clit,” Sly tells me, and I shift my weight so I can reach down between us and quickly start rubbing firm, hard circles on her little nub. She cries out, her head thrashing wildly, and when I feel her core starting to squeeze my cock, I realize she’s close now, too.
That makes me thrust a little more, rubbing her clit a little faster, and just when my body can’t take it anymore, and I start to convulse, my cum shooting into her, I feel her pussy clamp down on me, milking me dry as I groan above her.
She screams my name, and I grin in satisfaction as we both ride the wave of passion. My body starts to collapse, so I move to her side so I don’t crush her. Then I wrap her in my arms, and she snuggles against me. I know we only have seconds before the others encroach, so I suck up all the sunshine and warmth that she offers me, knowing that even though she shares herself with them, too, it doesn’t dilute the way we feel about each other.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
WREN
Itry not to show my amusement as Sly instructs Elias on how to clean me up, as if I’m unable to do it myself. When I suggested as much, they both vehemently shot me down, declaring it their duty to take care of me.
I wasn't about to complain since my legs felt like jello anyway. So I try to relax as Elias wipes me clean between my legs, but he seems to be stalling, and from the way I can see his cock growing hard again, he’s enjoying this a little too much.
When he glances up at me, he grins, giving me a wink before climbing off our makeshift bed and heading back to the bathroom. I watch him go, but my attention is quickly diverted to Sly as he steps up, standing right by my feet, his arms folded across his chest as his eyes rake over me.
“I hope you’re not getting tired, little vixen, because we’re not done with you yet. Not even close.”
