Love me 'Til it Hurts

Chapter 33 - Always, You.

Juliette Ackles...

My entire body is still buzzing from the release that my men conjured inside me - I swear that they had to be some sort of magicians because they knew how to get my body to sing with hardly any effort. Pleasure was lacing my veins in the same way my blood did, the head rush still leaving me with a nice buzz.

Jeremy held me tight against his frame as he made the short walk from the front room, down the hall and into our bedroom, Cal right there behind us.

The swirl of their separate scents clashed in a wave of something unique and it felt like it was just for me. They were just for me.

Tonight, had turned out to be a cluster-fuck of epic proportions. We all knew that my brother wouldn't be happy about our news, but to call Jeremy a perverted predator, well that was unacceptable to me. I would most definitely be having words with my brother when I saw him next. He would be made to hear me when I tell him that Jeremy had done right by me, even if I hadn't appreciated the way he had gone about it, I knew that he had to leave. He had to let me live a little because I knew now that this was for keeps for Jeremy. Us being together, forever, had always been his end-game.

"We are going to try something different tonight, piccolo!"

"What?" I asked as he deposited me down onto the bed, as both he and Cal began to strip down for me - my eyes tracking their movements with eager anticipation.

"Have you heard of double penetration, Queen?"

"I have been reading reverse harem romances for years, so yes I know what it is," I replied, my stomach doing a weird excited little tumble, even if fear nipped at the edges of my subconscious.

Double penetration, for those who are not familiar, is exactly as it sounds. Two cocks inside my pussy at the same time. Now if either of my men were slightly smaller, I might find this a little easier but both of them were hung like, well for want of a better term, a donkey. I was extremely lucky in that sense but the problem being that I am so tight, I have a shiver of apprehension.

"Scared, piccolo?"

"Maybe a little, I mean you have both said it yourselves, I am tight-" I slid up the centre of the bed as both men climbed on either side of me.

"We'll take it slow baby, get you nice and warmed up, if it really feels too painful, we will stop," Cal offered, his thumb hooking under my chin and tipping my head towards him, "does that sound ok?"

"I'm willing to try," I nodded.

"That's our girl," and then he pressed those insanely talented lips against my own as I felt the bed shifting with Jeremy moving, his lips grazing down the centre of my body, his tongue tracing circles around my navel, tugging gently on the belly-bar I had pierced through my flesh making me moan out from the rush of pleasure tinged with a touch of pain.

And further south he went, his hands grabbing my breasts and squeezing before tweaking the hardened bud of my nipples - causing my hips to jerk up towards him. The soft chuckles from his throat had my hands reach down, pressing on the top of his head and pushing him right down to my dripping pussy. A growl was my reward for taking control. A growl that had my insides clench desperately - aching to feel that insanely talented tongue fucking me in the slow, torturous way that he did.

The rush of his breath against my pussy was enough to leave me panting while Cal slid his own mouth to my nipple, his tongue circling around the taut, sensitive ring of flesh that framed the actual nipple. A loud moan flew from my mouth just as the smooth sensation of Jeremy's tongue ran the length of my seam that was dripping at his point. Liquid heat pumped out of me, and my body arched at the slow sensation of his tongue breaching my pussy lips, it is hard to describe the true stimulation that a tongue can conjure when used right and believe me, Jeremy uses his right.