Don't Be Scared

When he moans in appreciation, Rory shifts behind me, letting me feel his hardness that rubs against my lower back. There’s no way in hell Phoenix’s tongue should feel as good as it does. But somehow he defies reality as he holds my thighs in his iron grip and tongue fucks me lazily, like he really is willing to do this all night.

But it isn’t until Rory’s middle finger finds my clit that I can’t keep still. My hips move, and when I open my mouth for another protest, his other hand leaves my stomach, three fingers pressing insistently between my barely parted lips until I can’t do more than moan.

“Suck on my fingers, Bailey,” he breathes, biting at my ears. “I want to know what it’ll feel like when I fuck your mouth.” I shudder at his words, drawing a breathy laugh from him as he thrusts his fingers languidly in and out of my mouth.

“Does she taste good?” he asks, effectively keeping me quiet with his fingers so I have no choice but to hear the soft sounds Phoenix makes between my thighs. “You’re not saying much, so I’m guessing she does.”

“You want to find out?” his boyfriend asks, pulling away for just long enough to say that before his tongue dips into me once more.

“Make her come first.” Rory talks like this is a regular conversation. Like he isn’t holding me open while his boyfriend tongue fucks me and his fingers aren’t keeping me from doing more than making embarrassing noises against them.

“You’re impatient,” Phoenix accuses, one of his hands leaving my thighs. “You’re going to make me rush.”

“Then rush. I’ll kidnap her for you sometime this week and you can eat her out as much as you want. ButI’mstarting to get cold too, and unless one of you is going to let me fuck you, I don’t see myself warming up anytime soon.” He turns when he says it, nipping at my ear. “Like I said, though,” he tells me, knowing I can’t do more than try not to choke on his long fingers. “I’ll gladly fuck you if he wants to drag this out. It would be so easy. You’re already right here. You’re already sucking on my fingers, and I bet I could open you up for me without you minding much. Can I fuck your ass while he takes his time with your pussy, Bailey? I promise I’ll be gentle this time.”

“She’s probably never let anyone do that,” Phoenix says, his fingers sliding into me to replace his tongue. His thumb slides against Rory’s finger, and it’s so strange for both of them to rub my clit that I can’t help the tiny sound that leaves me.

“You haven’t, have you?” Daisy’s brother purrs. “Poor little Bailey.Stuck with having to pick from the guys still in Hollow Bridge. I bet none of them have ever fucked you how you really wanted, have they? Have they ever made you come more than once?”

He’s not really asking. If he was, I’m pretty sure Rory would have removed his fingers.

“Maybe you should let me be your first. I’ll be so nice,” he says, then adds a third finger to my pussy, fucking me with them until it feels like my muscles can’t get any tighter.

“I let you taste her cunt, Phoenix. I’m even holding her open for you. But you have to give me that atleast.” Rory can’t help but laugh. “You have to give mesomething.”

“I’ll give you the chance to taste her when she comes. I think that’s pretty nice of me, since she was mine first.”

Hisfirst? I’m not anyone’s, last time I checked.

“Possession is nine-tenths of the law.”

“Yeah? Well then, she’s still mine, since it’s my fingers in her perfect little cunt.”

He twists his fingers and I moan, nearly choking on Rory’s fingers as my head falls back against his shoulder. From my barely open eyes, I see the clouds move off some, exposing a half-moon that fills the small clearing with just enough light that I can finally see both of their faces.

They’re way too pretty to be real. Or to berealserial killers, at least. Phoenix ducks his head back down, mouth sealing against my slit once more as Rory continues to rub my clit.

If I could, I’d tell them that I’m close. But instead, I just whine around Rory’s fingers, hips arching into Phoenix’s face as his tongue sinks into my folds, nearly pressed against his fingers.

“Come for us,” Rory breathes, hotly against my ear. “Come on, sweet girl. PreciousBailey. I want to find out what it tastes like when he makes you come with his mouth. And I’m so sick of waiting.” He rubs my clit harder, his fingers spreading on my tongue to take up more room in my mouth.

Even Phoenix feels impatient between my thighs. His fingers curl, fucking into me hard, and when he and Rory manage to match up their movements, I’m done for. I shriek around Rory’s fingers, my head against his shoulder as they throw me off of the proverbial cliff I was barely hanging onto. My muscles clench around Phoenix’s fingers, and I nearly bite Rory’s, though I stop myself before I hurt him.

Not that I think he’d care.

But Phoenix doesn’t stop moving his fingers for almost a minute. Rory continues to rub my clit lazily, even as I plead wordlessly for them to stop.It’s too much, after my orgasm rolls through me, and it’s starting to become almost painful.

“We’ll let you get away with just one this time,” Phoenix murmurs finally, sitting up and with one hand he catches Rory’s hair, pulling him over my shoulder for a kiss before shoving his wet, glistening fingers into his boyfriend’s mouth.

And it’s way hotter than it should be. I’m grateful for the moonlight that lets me watch them, and I’m shocked when Rory hollows his cheeks around Phoenix’s fingers, sucking on them like he’s savoring every bit of my taste.

It makes my stomach clench, and heat to pool between my thighs again, even though there’s no way I can go for another round right now.

When I blink, I realize both of them are looking at my face, and I’m not sure how I feel about the expression I find in the depths of their gazes.

It doesn’t exactly bode well for me, I’m pretty sure.

“You want to find out how you taste?” Phoenix purrs, and doesn’t give me a chance to answer before Rory’s fingers are gripping my jaw, pulling me back against his shoulder so that Phoenix can loom over me. “Open your mouth.”