Sharing Her Heart

Chapter 6 - 2

“I want... John, please!” she cried as Nathan’s fingers finally began to part her, circling her clit in slow, torturous strokes. The pressure built unbearably, and her need for release was overwhelming.

“Please!” she begged again, her body writhing under their relentless teasing.

“Please what, Felicity?” Nathan’s voice was rough as he kissed the curve of her breast, his beard rasping against her skin. “Tell me what you want, baby girl. Tell Daddy how you want him to make you feel good.”

“Please stop teasing me,” she gasped. Her hands gripped his hair, her body trembling with need. His voice was dark with lust as he pressed her for more.

“How am I teasing you, Felicity? Tell me where.”

“Damn you, John!” she cried out, overwhelmed by the pleasure. Between Nathan’s fingers playing at her center and John’s lips on her breasts, she felt like she was going to explode. “You’re killing me…”

“No, give it to me,” Nathan growled, his voice sharp with desire. “Tell me what you want, Felicity. What do you feel? I need to hear it.”

She realized then how much he needed her words.

“Fingers,” she gasped as his fingers slid down the slick slit of her pussy. “I need your fingers, Daddy.”

“How do you need them?” he demanded.

“Fuck me,” she whispered with longing. “Fuck me with your fingers, Daddy. Use your mouth on my clit. I’ve dreamed of your tongue there...”

Her words broke off in a cry as his lips began trailing down her body, teasing her unbearably.

“It’s not the same when I do it myself. You make me feel so good, Daddy.”

“That’s my girl,” he growled against her skin. “I’m going to eat you like my favorite treat. Slow and easy. I’m going to lick all that sweet cream and suck on your clit until you’re begging to come.”

Her hips jerked upward as his lips brushed the top of her thigh. His hot breath moved lower until he was right where she needed him most.

Moments later, she felt as though her entire body was about to unravel. A wave of overwhelming pleasure crashed over her as he pressed a searing kiss to her most sensitive spot, igniting a fiery sensation deep within. His lips surrounded the delicate nub for only a fleeting moment before releasing it, sending shivers of electrifying delight rippling through her, promising even more.

“I need you,” she gasped to John, her voice shaky with desire while Nathan continued his relentless attention to her. “I need you both.”

Her breath came in quick, shallow bursts, her face flushed as she gazed up at John. He knelt beside her, his hand firmly wrapped around his length, offering it to her with a commanding tone. “Open your mouth,” he demanded, his gaze intense as her swollen lips parted. “Take what I’m giving you.”

With his other hand, he guided her forward, positioning himself just at the entrance of her lips. He watched her eyes darken as her mouth opened wider, allowing the thick head to press against her. His thighs tensed as he groaned, feeling her soft, warm lips stretch around him, enveloping him in heat.

“Felicity,” he growled deeply, her name a rough whisper on his lips. “That’s it. Keep going. Drive me wild.”

She obeyed, her tongue dancing and swirling, her lips tightening as she took him deeper. The way her mouth worked over him, the tightness, the heat—it was nearly unbearable. His body tensed as he watched every slow glide of her lips and every movement of her cheeks, feeling his need intensify. The urge to let go, to feel the release she could draw from him, was almost too much. But he forced himself to stop, to pull back, even as she protested with a dazed look of hunger.

John leaned down, guiding her onto her back. His lips brushed against hers in a brief, tender kiss. The hum of a vibrator suddenly cut through her awareness, and her eyes snapped to Nathan, wide with surprise.

“What are you doing?” she whispered, her voice trembling.

“Only giving you pleasure, baby girl,” he growled softly, holding the toy in his hand.

“Nathan, please—” she breathed, unsure if she could handle the onslaught of sensation a toy would bring, wishing instead for the hard, pulsing heat of him inside her.

“Oh, sweetheart,” he whispered as he rose, gripping the device firmly in one hand. “Let’s see how wild you can get for me, Felicity.”

Her gaze flickered between him and the vibrator before returning to his face.

“Spread your legs for me,” he instructed, positioning himself between her thighs as he gently pushed her knees apart. Her hands clutched the sheets beneath her as he settled. His strong body loomed over her, determined to claim her fully. His eyes burned with lust as he brought the toy between her legs, the smooth tip pressing against her slick folds. The warmth of her arousal was unmistakable, and she gasped as anticipation thrummed through her veins.

“Touch your breasts,” he commanded, flipping the switch on the vibrator. A pulse of intense sensation radiated from her core, lighting up her nerves in a way she had never felt before.

“Yes, oh God, yes,” she moaned. Her body was slick with desire, and every inch of her throbbed in response. The toy's vibrations heightened her sensitivity, driving her to the edge. She craved more—more of him, more of the intoxicating pressure pushing inside her.

“Touch yourself, baby,” Nathan coaxed as he applied just enough force to press the toy inside her. “Play with your nipples for me.”

Hesitating briefly, Felicity finally released the sheets, her hands slowly moving up her body. Her fingers lightly trailed over her skin in an electric sensation until they reached her breasts. She cupped them, pinching her nipples as Nathan watched intently. The pleasure was sharp, almost unbearable, causing her to cry out.

“Just like that,” he encouraged, pulling the toy back slightly before pushing it deeper again. Her body tightened around it, her mind consumed by the dizzying pleasure.

It overwhelmed her senses, leaving her unable to think of anything else but the heat, the vibrations, and the delicious stretch inside her. With her eyes closed, she let herself sink into the sensation, lost in the raw pleasure surging through her.

As her hips rose and fell in rhythm with the thrusts of the toy, Felicity glanced at John, who had been silently watching the entire time while stroking himself. The sight of him, his need so evident, sent another wave of heat through her.

She reached for him, her hands trembling as she pressed against his chest. Her lips found his skin, teasing his hardened nipples and tasting the salt of his skin. He groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair as she sucked and licked, drawing him deeper into her intoxicating spell.

With a wild hunger, she pushed him down. Her body followed his, her need pulsing through her with every heartbeat. Her entire being was alive with sensation, her body trembling as the desire built to a fever pitch.

John's hand wrapped around his length, guiding it toward her. His breath hitched as she straddled him, her body trembling with anticipation.

“Take it, baby,” Nathan dared her. His hand stroked up the length of his cock and squeezed the wide, engorged crown as it throbbed. “Come on, baby, show me how bad you want to fuck him.”

Swinging her leg over John’s thighs as he reached down to grip the shaft of his cock, Felicity swore she could hear a sob echoing around her.

Her sob.

It was a sound rife with a need that went far beyond the lust she had promised herself she would stop. It sliced straight through her senses, and she swore she could feel the pleasure straight to her soul.

“Ah yes, Felicity–baby,” he groaned. “Take it. Show Daddy how much you want my dick.”

Sensation ricocheted through her senses as the blunt, widened crown of his cock slid through the thick, heavy juices coating her cunt. The heated, blunt crown grazed the hard, nerve-laden bud of her clit, circled it, then slid back down to tuck against the clenched entrance of her pussy.

“I need you, Daddy,” she sighed. Her lashes fluttered as her hips shifted, pressing down, taking him at the first sensation of heavy pressure parting the clenched entrance. “Give me that cock.”

Was that her voice, so ragged and filled with aching hunger as she began to roll her hips? As she worked the engorged head past the snug entrance to her pussy.

Searing waves of overwhelming pleasure radiated from her clit, spreading through her core and sending shock waves to her womb. She could hear her own whimpers echoing, the intensity of pleasure laced with a sharp edge that bordered on painful. She needed more—more of the pleasure fused with that touch of pain. The fierce ecstasy wrapped around her senses and burrowed deep into her soul.

Her eyelids fluttered as the bliss washed over her, and John felt his hips involuntarily jerk in response. Desire gripped them both, each movement stoking the fire between them. She felt the swollen head of his cock push against her slick entrance, pressing inside and stretching her in a deliciously erotic way.

A low moan escaped her lips, the sound of her pleasure filling the air between them. Felicity shifted against him, her hips snapping forward as she buried the head of his cock deep within her tight, fiery heat. John clenched his jaw hard, his teeth grinding together as his hands dug into her hips, gripping her perhaps a little too firmly. Her nails bit into his chest, her head thrown back in ecstasy as her breasts pushed forward, her nipples stiff and achingly sensitive. The desperate look on her face, twisted in pleasure, drove his own hunger higher, pushing him closer to the edge.

The sensation of her slick, tight walls gripping the head of his cock was almost unbearable. Her wet heat coated him as her inner muscles contracted, rippling around him with exquisite pressure. He felt her body stretch to accommodate him, then squeeze tight again, her slickness easing his way inside. His cock throbbed within her, warning him that his release was near, but he fought to hold on and keep control.

“Daddy,” she gasped, her voice raspy and breathless as her hips began to roll, tilting lower as she worked herself on his rigid shaft. “Yes, fuck me. Harder,” she moaned, her voice heavy with need. “Let me fuck you.”

The slick slide of her wetness along his length made him groan, the sensation traveling all the way to his balls. John held himself back, stilling his body as she moved above him, her hips circling and rising, lowering slowly on his hardness.

“Ah, baby girl… Princess,” he groaned through gritted teeth. “That’s it, Princess. Take my dick. Work that pussy on me.” The pleasure was overwhelming, his control slipping as the fire built inside him. “Take every inch.”

Only the tip of him was buried in her, pulsating with the overwhelming need for release. She moved so slowly, her sensual, deliberate motions teasing him, her hunger evident in every shift of her hips. Her hands pressed into his chest, bracing herself as she began to ride him, taking him deeper inch by inch. Her expression shifted into pure bliss, her features illuminated by the rapture overtaking her.

Each inch that slid inside her sent a bolt of electric heat through his body. Every quick jerk of her hips drove him deeper, tearing groans from his throat. His hands slid from her hips to her breasts, cupping the firm mounds, his fingers brushing over the tight, swollen tips. He watched her reaction with each touch, the pleasure on her face intensifying his own. The pride in knowing he was the one giving her this ecstasy raced through him, fueling his desire. Her lips parted, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure as her nails dug deeper into his chest.

Her body shimmered with a fine sheen of sweat, and tiny droplets glistened on her breasts. She was utterly lost to the sensation, taking him deeper with each forceful downward thrust of her hips. She ground her clit against his pelvis, rocking in a frenzy as her pussy clenched and milked his cock with rhythmic spasms.

Soft, breathy moans tumbled from her lips, each one sending a surge of heat through him. God, she was driving him insane. The raw, primal desire to touch her, taste her, to fuck her harder and faster overwhelmed his senses. Her movements became more desperate, her hips slamming down, taking him to the hilt as her cries grew louder.

“Fuck me, dammit,” he growled, tightening his grip on her hips as her slow, teasing movements drove his lust to unbearable heights. The need tore through him, and he knew it would take every ounce of willpower to hold back.

“Daddy,” she whispered, her half-lidded eyes dark with lust as she gazed down at him, her tongue darting out to wet her lips in a slow, teasing motion.

His control slipped further as his hands slid from her breasts down to her thighs, then around to her ass. “Fuck yes,” he gritted out, his fingers digging into the firm flesh. “Work that tight little pussy on my cock. Give it to me, Princess.”

Her hips moved faster, lifting and falling in tight, demanding strokes, pushing him closer to the brink with every thrust. His fingers slid along the crease of her ass, exploring and teasing as her breathing grew ragged.

He spread her cheeks apart, his touch firm and insistent, and when his fingers brushed against the tight entrance of her back passage, her body jerked in response. Her eyes flew open, locking onto his, wide with shock and pleasure.

“Look at that ass,” Nathan rasped from behind her, his eyes fixed on her. “So tempting. I’m going to fuck it, baby girl. I’m going to stretch it open and watch you take every inch.”

“Daddy?” she gasped, her face contorted with confusion and ecstasy as John arched his hips, thrusting harder. The mixture of sensations overwhelmed her, pleasure and pain swirling together, making her head spin.

“So fucking sweet,” Nathan growled, his finger circling the tight ring of muscle, pressing lightly.

Felicity couldn't stop the surge of pleasure from overtaking her, the sound of Nathan’s deep, dirty words driving her wild. Her hips rolled against John as Nathan's fingers worked the slick lube around her back entrance, easing her open and preparing her.

“I’ll make you feel so good, baby,” he murmured, rough and commanding. “You’ll beg for more.”

Felicity felt the heat spread as Nathan's fingertip slipped inside her ass, John still buried deep within her pussy. “What are you doing to me?” she whispered, overwhelmed by the sensations. Pleasure and pain intertwined, spreading through her body like wildfire.

John's hips rolled beneath her, his cock grinding against her swollen clit as Nathan’s fingers worked her back entrance, stretching and teasing. The fiery pleasure surged, intensifying as her womb began to contract, her body preparing for release.

Her muscles tightened around both men, clamping down on the dual penetration, sending her spiraling into ecstasy. Felicity cried out, her body convulsing, consumed by the intense pleasure ripping through her.

Just as the wave crashed over her, John pulled her back down, filling her mouth with his cock once again. The sensation drove them all to the edge of madness.

Nathan knelt behind her, his lips trailing across the soft curves of her hips while his fingers teased her, drawing gasps from her as she sucked on the rigid length in her mouth. The heat and tension within her body built as Nathan’s fingers worked her, pushing her close to the edge. Her hips moved instinctively, pressing back toward him, seeking more as he withdrew the object and slowly filled her again, torturously deliberate.

John repositioned himself at the head of the bed, forcing her upper body over the pillow, deepening the stretch on her lips as he thrust into her mouth. His fingers gripped her hair firmly, guiding her movements as his cock slid in and out of her mouth with an effortless rhythm.

Behind her, Nathan removed his fingers, leaving her trembling as her body screamed in anticipation. Her muscles tightened, pleasure coiling within her, and she felt her orgasm building, close and unavoidable.

"She’s dripping wet," Nathan noted, his fingers sliding effortlessly through her slick folds, eliciting a low growl of approval from John.

“Wild and ready,” John murmured, gazing down at her, captivated by her lust-filled eyes as she looked up at him, her lips stretched around his cock. A moan vibrated in her throat, adding to the tension filling the room.

As Nathan applied cool lubrication to her tight opening, she stilled for a moment, her gaze never leaving John’s face. The sensation of Nathan’s hands, gentle but firm, stretched her further, and she bit back a groan as he began to press against her, the blunt head of his erection nudging at the entrance of her ass.

John's expression tensed as he watched, an intense mix of arousal and something more flickering in his eyes. Then Felicity felt Nathan slowly pushing into her. She let out a strained scream, her body arching with the overwhelming sensation. Her legs trembled as every inch of him pressed deeper.

John eased himself from her mouth, though he continued to hold her head, his gaze locked with hers as Nathan filled her from behind. She moaned, overwhelmed by the sheer sensation of being stretched and filled so completely. Her pussy was soaked, slick and dripping down her thighs as Nathan’s cock slid in and out with slow, deliberate thrusts.

“So beautiful,” John whispered, his hands cupping her face, his thumbs brushing her cheeks. She looked up at him, her expression pleading for release as Nathan worked himself deeper, each thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body.

Nathan's hands tightened on her hips, pulling her cheeks apart, and John’s eyes flicked to the scene behind her, watching the slow, deliberate movements as Nathan withdrew and then thrust back into her. An unbearable mix of pain and ecstasy pulsed through her body, each stroke pushing her closer to the brink.

Felicity whimpered, her body trembling. “John… Daddy, please,” she whispered, filled with desperation. “I need more…”

John’s hands held her face steady as he grinned, his eyes gleaming with intensity. “Tell me what you need, Princess. Just ask for it.”

She moaned, her breath catching as Nathan’s thrusts continued, each one more torturous than the last. Her control was slipping, and she could no longer deny the aching desire building inside her. “More…” she mouthed silently.

His thumb traced her lips as he watched her, waiting.

“I need more,” she gasped, her voice barely a whisper. “I need both of you…”

Her words hung in the air as Nathan stilled behind her. A light smack on her butt made her yelp, the sharp sensation making her clench around him. She whimpered as another smack landed on her other cheek, sending a jolt through her body.

“John, please…” she groaned, tossing her head in frustration. “Fuck me.”

His hands slid down her body as he whispered, “We’ll take our time, sweetheart. Slow and steady…” Nathan's voice joined in agreement, a soft murmur of encouragement as they guided her body into position.

They lifted her, keeping her filled with Nathan’s cock as John positioned himself beneath her. Her legs spread, knees bent as John’s cock pressed against her dripping entrance. Slowly, with careful movements, they lowered her onto him.

She gasped as she felt both of them inside her, stretching her in ways that left her trembling. Her pussy tightened around John’s cock as he slid deeper, and the sensation of being filled to the brim overwhelmed her.

“Take it all, baby,” John whispered against her ear, his breath hot on her skin. “Every inch of us.”

Felicity’s head rested against his chest, her body quaking as she struggled to breathe through the intense pleasure coursing through her. She was lost, consumed by the fire that raged within her, her body helpless against the dual sensations.

They moved together in perfect synchronicity, one filling her while the other retreated. The rhythm of their thrusts, slow and deliberate, sent her spiraling toward the edge of ecstasy. Her body tensed, her muscles tightening around them, and when she came, her scream tore through the room. Wave after wave of release crashed over her, leaving her shaking and her pussy contracting as they continued to thrust into her.

Her orgasm triggered theirs, and she felt them empty themselves inside her, filling her with their hot release. She collapsed against John’s chest, her body shuddering as Nathan slowly withdrew from her, his hands smoothing over her trembling form.

John whispered soothing words in her ear as they held her, her body still quivering from the aftershocks of pleasure that rippled through her. She was spent, utterly consumed by the fire they had ignited within her.

She finally belonged to them, and there was no going back. They were forever sharing her heart.