Sly rolled his body to give me space, before he ended up getting off the bed all together, standing at the foot of it again.
I did what Cain asked and laid back down against his black sheets. Like earlier, I kept my legs bent at the knees.
“Open your legs again, baby,” Cain instructed. “Let us see how your pussy shines after being so close to release.”
I dropped my legs, but this time as I did, I brought my fingers between my thighs and dipped two in, pulling some of the wetness to my clit, then began to rub it. My eyes drifted from Cain to Sly, then back to Cain, wondering who would make the next move.
Neither of the men said a word. Neither of them moved. They just watched as I finger fucked myself and rubbed my clit with just enough pressure to build my orgasm back up without teetering the edge of release.
I wanted to make this last.
I felt like a queen.Theirqueen. The queen to the king and a knight.
As much as that made my heart skip a beat, I knew this was also a one-time thing. They wouldn’t share me again—I wouldn’t ask them to. There were no longer any doubts in my mind of who I wanted to be with, or hesitations as to whether he’d hurt me.
I’d decided at that moment that Cain was worth the risk.
But that didn’t mean I couldn’t enjoy this moment while it lasted, either.
“Fuck me,” I ordered to no one specific, more than curious to see who would make the first move.
Time seemed to move in slow motion while I waited spread eagle for someone to take the bait, and the more time that passed, the more self-conscious I grew.
After what felt like an eternity, but was likely only a few seconds because let's be honest, both of them looked like they were ready to devour me, Sly stepped forward. He yanked me by the legs until my ass hit the edge of the bed.
My hand patted the bed beside me in search of the condom he’d taken out earlier, and when I found it I tossed it at him.
He ripped the wrapper with his teeth and rolled the rubber down his shaft until it was firmly in place, then he aligned himself with my pussy, but he didn’t slide in. Instead, his eyes connected with mine, a hint of mischievousness twinkling in them. An unspoken question passed between us, and I shifted my gaze to Cain.
Like earlier when I fucked Sly’s face, Cain’s jaw was clenched tight, and he looked like he was struggling to maintain his cool. He looked absolutely ready to explode, an unmasked fury overtaking over his features as he looked down at where Sly’s cock practically nudged my pussy.
Sly rolled his hips slightly, and that’s all it took for Cain to become unhinged.
His hand connected with Sly’s neck and he ripped him away from me, and used the grip on him to forcefully steer him to the door. “Fuck this,” he growled.
Cain threw open his bedroom door, shoving Sly through it as he snarled, “I’m not fucking sharing her. She’smine.”
He slammed the door and locked it before turning back to me.
The laughter that bubbled up quickly died in my throat under Cain’s intense stare, his eyes blazing as he stomped toward me. When his shins hit the bed, he stopped and tugged his briefs off, letting his cock spring free.
I literally gasped, my eyes widening as they connected with his not only gigantic fucking cock, but the row of piercings on the underside. Five steel bars formed a perfect Jacob’s ladder, and to say I was surprised was an understatement.
Shocked, and now gushing with how wet I was, was more accurate.
Cain let his body fall forward, catching himself with one arm while his other hand enclosed around his cock. Bringing his lips to my ear, he whispered, “You’remine, Rose, and there’s no way in hell I’d watch another man fuck you. Not when I can do it so much better.”
He turned his face, and I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck and pulled him toward me, capturing his lips in a filthy, frenzied kiss.
As our tongues connected, he slammed his cock into me, burying himself until he was fully inside. I felt like I could feel him in my stomach as he began to move. The foreign sensation of his piercings against my inner walls was unlike anything I’d ever felt.
I cried out, the sounds muffled as Cain caught them through our kiss.
“That’s right, baby. Let me hear you,” he groaned against my lips.
Pulling my leg up, he held it to allow himself to get deeper, thrusting into me with a slow control.
“Fuck,” I moaned. “Why’d we wait so long?”
