Climax

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A/N: This chapter is horrible unedited. I am so sorry.

WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT! 18+


Ecstasy. Pure, unbridled ecstasy washed over Lana like a forceful wave. She couldn't recall when it was exactly that she was pushed on the bed and rolled to her back but none of it matter. What mattered was the two sinfully handsome men practically devouring her. Somewhere in the flurry of motions that had followed her naughty declaration to be punished, her two lovers had joined her in nudity and merciful Gods, they were a sight to behold. All chiselled hard bodies with muscles that bulged temptingly and generous erections that simultaneously begged for attention and promised forthcoming pleasure. Her entire body was flushed with want and lust, gold eyes roaming over them as they caressed and learned her body, torturing her in the process.


She lost track of what hand belonged to whom and which lip teased and nip. All she could do was arch beneath them and try not to break apart into little shards of pleasure. A thumb flicked over her stiff nipple and a raspy gasp broke from her lips. Her body burned with the need for release as a hand slipped between her legs and delivered one long stroke up her swollen lips. A hand cupping her breast, squeezing firmly. Another pinching, roughly tugging at her sensitive peaks. A merciful tongue licking and sucking away the hurt. It was almost overwhelming in its eroticism and a frustrated cry left her and echoed around the room. "Please!" She begged, her petite frame shuddering with need as her fingers curled into the sheets.


"Shh, easy love, we haven't even begun to properly deliver the punishment you begged so beautifully for," William whispered, nipping her ear. He positioned himself in a languid recline at the head of her bed and crooked his finger to beckon her over. "Now, be a good girl and come here."


Feeling her face heat, she rolled to her hands and knees, crawling her way towards him. She heard a simultaneously hiss of breath from Dean and William and blushed all the harder. Dean, being behind her, was most likely getting his fill of her round derriere as it swung side to side. And William, judging by the direction of his heated gaze, was taking in the seductive sway of her perky breast. Lana's eyes dipped towards William's erection, fascinated with the way it seemed to strain towards her. The tip glistening with pre-cum and the shadow of veins making themselves known. Her mouth watered, the desire to wrap her lips around it and suck every ounce of cum free, pulsing through her like an erratic heartbeat. She glanced back up to see William's eyes on hers. A knowing look on his face.

She stopped her slow crawl a mere inch away and inhaled sharply when his large hands grasped her waist and flipped her around, her back pressed against his chest and her bum pressed firmly against his cock. Lana's eyes landed on Dean's golden orbs that radiated hunger. His teeth pulled his plump lip into his mouth as he moved sensually towards her. Trapped as she was by William's firm grip on her waist, she couldn't help feeling like prey. Prey that had no problem being captured and devoured by the hunter.


Dean kissed up her leg, his lips travelling over her knee, down her thighs and then halting before he glanced up at her from beneath a thick curtain of lashes. "Open up for me sweetheart." He murmured. The softness of his tone had it sounding like a request but the wicked sensuality in his eyes made it clear it was a demand. With a trembling breath, Lana let her legs fall open and shivered at Dean's sharp intake. William's hand traced lazy lines up her back, relaxing her tense form. Dean's lips continued their feather-light assault up her thigh pausing at her entrance. She barely had time to brace herself before he dived in. A sharp cry escaped her kiss-swollen lips as his tongue dragged slow and firm up her slit, catching her clit and circling the sensitive bud. William lifted a hand and let his finger mimic the action on her left nipple. Circling the straining rosebud.

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