Dark Signs

6

I whined in protest, every single one of my nerves was on fire as they withdrew from me. Denied the pleasure I so desperately needed.

Tears gathered on my bottom lashes as my breath heaved in and out of my lungs like a saw. Every part of my body was like a livewire, the slightest touch or brush of air against me sent goosebumps racing across the expanse of my body and my muscles to spasm with intensity.

As I unwillingly came down from the oh-so-close, almost mind melting orgasm, my breath became even once more.

My skin didn’t feel as tight on my bones, and my brain didn’t feel quite as liquid as it had in the moments prior.

That orgasm would have changed the entire trajectory of my life.

The fullness I felt, the attention, the way they played my strings so beautifully, as if I were their most perfect instrument.

I was theirs and they were mine.

They, or I, just didn't know it yet.

“Kill, May I?” Nav said, his voice hoarse and thick.

“Just let her cool off for a few more moments,” Kill replied, sex dripped from every word.

“Will do, Sir.” Nav agreed. “Caz, get up here and hold our girl steady for me, I need to take that pretty little pussy of hers.” Nav said eagerly.

With one quick final slap to my ass, Caz stepped away and took Nav's place holding my hands.

I felt Kill move to my side as he took Caz’s place holding me open for Nav.

Nav settled himself between my thighs, pulling my thong to the side to allow him access. I noticed then he was still wearing his pants, the denim like fabric was rough against the overstimulated skin of my thighs. His cock was jutting out through his fly.

And that thought alone sent me wild.

I'd always loved the thought of fucking while still dressed. It made it seem urgent, spontaneous.

Like you were so overcome with need and desire, you didn't even have time to undress. I rubbed myself back on Nav trying to gain friction, but Caz just tightened the grip on my hands, holding me still.

Caz tsked. “Impatient little poppet.”

Kill took that moment to slap my ass, hard. His firm hand was tougher than Caz’s, and he didn’t counteract the pain with pleasure. The sting brought a fresh wave of tears to my lashes, but even still, I craved it again. The pain was delicious.

Caz leaned into me just slightly, and rubbed his thumbs over the inside of my wrists in slow, tender circles. He would be the pleasure to Kill’s pain. “That’s it, you're such a good girl, poppet. You take his punishment so well.” Caz crooned in my ear as Kill landed another sharp slap against my flesh.

I would.

I could take Kill’s wicked domination and punishment any day if it meant I got to keep them. If I got to have Caz’s nurturing and Nav’s adoration.

Nav rubbed the swollen head of his cock along my slick opening which quickly turned my mind from pain to searing pleasure. Nav plunged himself between the soaking flesh of my thighs. Coating himself with my wetness and thoroughly teasing me, his length coaxing just the right amount of pressure along my clit and labia to turn me molten.

He thrust a few more times before he lined himself up at my entrance. Teasing me from the outside, circling my pussy with the tip of his cock ever so gently.

The anticipation was maddening,

Caz leaned in closer and whispered, “Do you want his cock inside if you, little poppet?”

I nodded again followed by a desperate whimper.

“Then be a good girl and take him.”

And with Caz's words, Nav plunged deep, sheathing himself completely inside of me.

I screamed out in pleasure at feeling the fullness I so desperately needed.

He grabbed the flesh of my hips and pulled me back onto him. Making me take every thick, long inch of his perfect cock.

His pace was brutal, relentless as he ploughed his way through me.

Thrusting so deeply his denim clad thighs hit my ass with every sharp thrust and roll of his hips. I was certain I was making a mess of those jeans, but he obviously did not care.

“She is not to cum, Nav. Understand?” Kill said with authority from somewhere beside me. His hands were no longer upon me.

Nav just growled a guttural sound as he continued fucking me senseless. Driving me down into the platform of furs and silks that they had displayed me upon.

I barely had time to take a full breath as Nav rolled his hips and sunk his cock into me as far as he could go. He was a wild and ravenous beast. Taking from me what he needed.

His breathing became laboured, feral moans and growls slipped from his lips as his grip on my hips tightened. His fingers were gouged so deeply in my flesh, I was certain that tomorrow I would have the most perfect fingerprint bruises to compliment the red hand prints.

“That's it, Nav.” Kill spoke. His voice was tense but encouraging. “Show me how you fill her pretty little cunt with your cum.”

“Oh, fuck.” Nav sputtered through gritted teeth.

With one final roll of his hips, Nav spilled inside of me. He filled me, again and again, as his orgasm tore through him .

His thrusts became shallower and shallower as the last of his orgasm seized through his body, until finally he was limp and boneless behind me, a heavy weight upon my back as he used me as leverage to gain his composure.

“Perfect,” Nav said, breathless, as he gave my hips one final squeeze and withdrew his cock from my depths. As the tip slipped free, his cum leaked out, warm and thick as it dribbled slowly down my inner thighs.

I felt Nav’s fingers trace the line of his cum that had spilled free as he caught it upon his fingertips before it could get too far.

He growled low and deep as he used those fingers to push his cum right back where it belonged.

Inside of me.

“Allow me,” Caz said as he let my wrists go and I heard his footsteps come toward Nav. Caz pulled Nav’s cum-soaked fingers from inside me.

Caz brought Nav’s fingers to his mouth and licked them clean, because the next words out of Caz’s mouth were, “Fuuuck, the taste of the two of you together is like nothing else Nav.”

I wiggled my now free hands and wrists, stretching them out in front of me, but before I could get too relaxed in my new found freedom, two big hands grabbed them and brought them together behind my back.

They pulled me upright, so my back was to his front.