Squirming, I tried to move closer to him but he didn’t give in to my unspoken demands, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. It was a teeny tiny consolation he’d gotten over his initial aversion to leaving marks. With my new magic stores, I could heal myself with ease if he went too rough on my delicate witch body.
By the time he pressed his tongue flat against my clit, I was wound up tight and cried out desperately around Caspian’s cock. He hissed, bringing his hand down to squeeze the base, staving off his orgasm. Shan chuckled. “You can come, love. All over her face or down her throat, your choice. She’s going to keep sucking you after.”
“You’re giving me a lot of choices today,” Cas said, glancing back over his shoulder.
I couldn’t see much considering my mouth was full of cock, but I determined Shan’s hand came up to tug at the butt plug. Cas cried out, his length throbbing. “Good boys get to choose, sometimes. Besides, I have a very specific vision for the main event once Freya has been sufficiently punished, and you might not like it.”
“Why won’t I like it?” he panted, his fists clutching the sheets beside my head.
“You get her ass. With how tight it is, it’ll be overstimulating for you, just the way I like it. And once you’re in her hole, you’re not allowed to come until I come deep in her.”
My moan matched Caspian’s, and his hips began to move again. Shan was holding the plug and Cas was essentially fucking himself on it, but only making the tiniest of movements. “Will we fit like that? In both holes?”
“We’re going to find out. I think my Omega can take it, can’t you?” His hand stroked my thigh. “You’re built for being stuffed full.”
I mumbled around my mouthful, but it was unintelligible. Shan chuckled.
“Oh fuck, can I come?” Cas panted.
“Yes, I told you. Come so we can get you desperate by the time she’s ready for your cock.”
He moved faster, releasing his death grip on the base of his cock, and his moans got louder. I sucked him as best I could, but he was finally taking the initiative to fuck my mouth. It wasn’t long before there was a burst of flavour on my tongue, his cock slipping from my lips to finish releasing all over my face. He was whimpering when I lifted my head to lick him clean and suck him back down.
His orgasm made me more desperate for mine, which I was pretty sure was the entire point of Shan allowing him to come.
Asshole. If he’d denied Caspian too, I wouldn’t have been in this alone.
Shan left us for a moment to walk over to the side table where a bottle of lube was sitting out. I watched him with a thrill of anticipation, but also a pinch of desperation. He was going to prep my ass to take a cock for the first time, and I wasn’t even allowed to come. What if I didn’t like it? OK, yes, if I didn’t like it he would stop. But what if I needed to orgasm first to like it?
It was a good thing I didn’t have my mouth to voice these thoughts, because he might have denied me for longer to prove a fucking point.
Instead of a lube-covered finger touching my rim when he came back over, though, he pressed his tongue against me.
“Oh!” My exclamation was muffled and I arched my back in surprise.
Shan didn’t pause to let me adjust to the foreign sensation, swirling his tongue around my hole. The finger that I was expecting to fuck my ass slipped inside my pussy instead, giving me stimulation that made the tongue-fucking feel a thousand times better.
Time kind of slipped away from me for a bit, with Cas shuddering over me and Shan giving me only hints of what I really wanted. I couldn’t tell how long my patience lasted — a minute? Five? Thirty? — but I ended up pushing Cas away from me so I could speak. “For the love of the gods, if you’re going to fuck my ass, can you pleasefuck my ass? With a finger?”
“Your request was missing something,” he said.
His finger in my pussy curled to stroke my g-spot.
“Finger fuck my ass please, Daddy.”
I grit my teeth when he teased me again, Caspian taking a break from fucking my mouth to wipe the sweat from his brow.
“I swear to fucking—”
He smacked my thigh. “One more word, brat, and you don’t get anything in either of your holes. Don’t fucking test me.”
Would he do that? Did he have that much restraint, that he wouldn’t… I glanced up at Caspian. Oh, yeah. He would still get to fuck someone. Caspian’s ass was all prepped. He wasn’t joking. Shan would fuck Caspian while I watched if I didn’t submit to him.
I kept my mouth shut.
It stayed shut until I couldn’t contain my moans, and then he pressed a finger inside me. The feeling was foreign and pleasant, something I’d rarely had done to me before. It was when he slid a second finger in alongside the first that I gasped. The second one took it to a whole new level, stretching me out. He pushed in and out slowly, working them deeper, and I dug my nails into Caspian’s ass where he was still hovering above me, cock just outside the range of my lips.
“Fuck,” I hissed when he worked in a third, and he paused.
