Authors: Dixie Lynn Dwyer
Baher returned with a large first aid kit in hand.
“Okay. Leave it on the counter and get out,” she told them, and they ignored her. They actually ignored her. Baher placed the box on the counter then knelt down in front of her, placing his hand on her thigh and the towel. His hazel eyes stared up at her.
“Let me see it,” he told her in a very calm voice that sent goose bumps over her flesh. He was even better looking close up, and he smelled great, too.
She shook her head.
Now I’m fucking smelling them like they’ve smelled me
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“Listen to him now,” Van stated firmly with his arms still crossed in front of him and a scowl mean as could be on his face. She swallowed hard and lifted her chin.
“No. I’m a big girl, and I can take care of myself.”
“Those days are over. We’re taking care of you now,” Van snapped at her.
She was shocked, outraged, and nearly speechless, and, double damn it, turned on by his tone and words. She needed to fight this. She was an independent woman.
“I don’t think so, Van.”
Baher placed the palm of his large hand against her thigh and she gasped. She couldn’t stop him with one hand while her other hand held the towel in place.
Baher gently pressed his hand against her skin then slowly moved upward under the towel. Her belly muscles tightened, her legs felt as if they were beginning to shake. Baher was a good-looking man with very large hands. The way his hand covered her entire thigh made her feel feminine and definitely aroused. His hazel eyes were fixed on her and she immediately focused on them and then his lips. She licked her lip then held the bottom lip with her teeth.
“You’ve got great legs, Dani. They’re long and sexy. I like this tattoo on your hip bone, a sunflower, very nice. Now let me see the bandage so I can fix it.”
Van was immediately by her other side, and when she turned toward him to question him, Baher moved the towel out of the way.
She couldn’t turn from Van’s controlling stare, and it was too late when she realized her mistake in letting her guard down. Van placed his hand against her neck and face, and then moved in for a very intense kiss. His mouth devoured hers and they both began to duel over who was in control. Meanwhile, Baher moved both hands up the back of her thighs, his face was level with her pussy. She could feel his warm breath collide against her most sensitive flesh, and the towel, her safety blanket, was nowhere to be found.
Van continued to torment her mouth, licking, pulling, and then nibbling her lips and tongue before plunging into her mouth again and again. She absorbed every sensation, every bit of masculinity and commanding sense about him from his muscular chin to his possessive lips. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt Baher’s lips against her folds then his tongue push against her pussy.
She moaned against Van’s mouth and tried to retreat, but neither man would allow that. She gripped Van’s shoulders for support as Baher lifted her thigh over his shoulder so he could gain better access to her body.
Every inch of her screamed with celebration and enjoyment. It had been so long since she was touched like this. As a matter of fact, nothing, no foreplay or even sex felt as hot and heavy and hopefully satisfying as she thought it might get. When he pressed a finger to her pussy, she pushed against Van and he held her firmly. The palm of his hand was plastered over her ass, pressing down as Baher thrust his finger into her pussy. He somehow brushed a digit between the crevice of her ass cheeks making her bend slightly so she could absorb every sensation. The two hard male bodies surrounding her added to her pleasure, and then Van cupped her right breast.
His hands were large, too, and her breasts felt full and her nipples hard from his ministrations. She felt everything to her core. From Van’s calloused thumb caressing across her delicate nipple to Baher’s digit moving in and out of her pussy. She wanted more. She wanted to throw inhibition to the wind and yell, “take me!”
As Baher added a second digit then licked against her folds, she exploded in pleasure, pulling her mouth from Van’s in an attempt to catch her breath. Her head rolled back, and her hips thrust against Baher’s fingers as she rode the amazing orgasm out.
She felt Baher’s fingers slow down. Then his tongue joined them as Van licked and sucked along her neck. He pinched her nipple making her gasp then moan. It was an overload of emotions, sensations, and such an out-of-control reaction to two very intriguing strangers. She couldn’t let this go any further. It wasn’t right and she wasn’t this easy.
“You have to stop. Oh God, this is so bad.”
“You’re very naughty, Daniella. You need discipline.” Van teased her then squeezed her ass cheek hard while Baher pumped his fingers upward. Van’s long, hard digit pressed between the crevice of her ass harder, causing pressure against her puckered hole, all while Baher continued to pump his digits into her pussy. She was stunned that she came.
“Oh!” She gasped in surprise but molded herself tighter against Van, but it was too hard, making herself jump from the pain in her side.
All touching ceased. Baher pulled his fingers slowly from her pussy then kissed her there. Van turned her toward Baher, lifting her right arm up and over her shoulder and placed it on his neck. Van used both hands to reach under her arms and cup her breast with one while the other kept her arm up and away from the bandages. If his controlling hold on her was meant to make her remain still, he was out of his fucking mind. She was tight as a spring in need of their touch, and she had come at least twice already.
She wanted Baher’s fingers back inside of her, or better yet, his cock would be perfect. With her breasts pushed out all taut and nipples hard, her arm held upright as if she were bound to Van while her lower half dripped with need as Baher tended to her wound, she felt like screaming. In this position, she was fully exposed to Baher. He had to see her cream dripping down her thigh, and every time she tensed and tried to close her thighs, her body shook and her pussy quaked. It was them. It was these two men that did it to her.
She panted still, and she was suddenly embarrassed. She was acting like she’d never been touched by a sex god before. She watched the intensity on Baher’s face.
Okay, so I’ve never met any sex gods before now.
She attempted to tighten her thighs together, but then Van pressed his thigh between them from behind her. The material of his pants was like an accelerant and enflamed her skin, making her feel ready to combust. She began to slightly move back and forth. Her pussy rubbed against the material until Van gripped her a little tighter, indicating her to stop.
Holy fuck, I’m gyrating against him.
His palm cupped her breast tighter then lowered down the swell of her belly, straight to her pussy where she needed it most. He used his fingers to spread her pussy lips as he whispered against her neck.
“I like you spread open like this.” He took a deep breath of air. “I can smell your delicious cream, Daniella, and I want a taste as soon as Baher’s done.”
She closed her eyes and willed back her body’s immediate reaction to Van’s voice and words, but it was no use. She felt her cream drip.
“Let’s take care of this.” Baher’s voice caught her off guard as she stirred beneath Van’s ministrations. Baher slowly began to pull the tape and bandage from her moist skin. She cringed from the pinching pain but was so overly aroused that she would accept pain over the embarrassing emotions she had. She let two men touch her so intimately at the same time. As Baher pulled the sticky bandage from her sensitive skin, she felt aroused instead of any pain or pinching. How was that possible?
Baher moved slowly and Dani tried to control her breathing as the giant behind her alternated between playing with her breast and pussy, pinning one of her arms against his neck as he did so. The rough, heavy weight of his hand caressed along her skin, making her tense. As she absorbed the sensations she felt little spasms of release from her core.
How the hell is he doing that to me?
He moved his other hand away from her pussy, and she wanted to order him back but couldn’t.
“Your health and safety are our top priorities, Daniella. Let Baher finish and then I’ll take care of that hunger you feel inside of you,” Van whispered as he pulled her nipple then licked across her neck.
“It’s Dani,” she stated firmly. It pissed her off, turned her on, and made her weak. She didn’t do weak.
“I like to call you Daniella. Dani’s a boy’s name and you are no boy.” Van pinched her nipple again and pressed the palm of his hand down her belly to her pussy, cupping it hard while his thigh pressed forward.
Her body rubbed against his jean-covered thigh, the sensation of hard muscle against soft tissue had her moaning, but then he pinched her just as Baher ripped the last strip of tape from her skin.
“Ouch,” she moaned.
“Sorry, baby,” Baher stated as she looked down at him. Van moved his hand off her pussy, and Baher kissed her pussy lips then licked between the folds.
She swallowed hard.
“I am so screwed,” she whispered in defeat of their tactics.
“You will be shortly,” Van whispered.
“No, that’s not what I meant. God, you’re driving me crazy and it’s just not fair or right. I don’t know either of you.”
“But you will, and right now, your body knows that it wants us, Daniella. That is most important.”
His words lingered in her mind as all titillation halted. She remained there between them, strung tight and fighting every sensation now after his professed words.
When she started to relax, realizing that it was no use fighting him when she was naked, he caressed her hip with his free hand and moved it upward until he caressed her breast and left his hand there as if he had every given right to do so. The warmth from his large hand penetrated fully, causing her heart rate to increase and a feeling of contentedness to consume her. There was also a burning sensation coming from the back of her neck against the hairline. It pricked and tickled down her spine.
She moaned and Baher continued.
“It’s pretty red so we’d better add some ointment before I cover it.” He began to squeeze some ointment onto his fingers and then gently added it to the stitching.
“You have a very tasty and pretty little pussy, Daniella. I can’t wait to fuck this pussy.” Van pressed the hand he had on her breast down her belly and to her mound. She found herself lifting her hips up and forward as he trailed a long, thick digit between her folds.
“Spread your legs for him, Dani. He’s your Alpha,” Baher told her, and she froze in place.
Why did those words turn her on? She was responding to “Alpha” as if she understood its significance.
Baher added the bandages and began to re-tape the wound when Van pressed his finger up into her channel.
“Oh,” she moaned and pressed her ass back against him. She could feel his cock press hard against the crack of her ass, and crazy thoughts filled her mind. Sex with more than one man would require anal and oral sex. She could be living a fantasy with these guys.
“Spread them, Dani, now.” Baher caressed her inner thigh, making her open wider.
“Oh damn!” she moaned and came again, dripping cream down her thighs.
“You are so responsive, baby. I love this body. It’s perfect.” Van nibbled her earlobe as he pumped his fingers a little faster.
She was riding his hand, and the feel of his hard knuckles colliding with her mound brought on an urge deep inside her. She was losing control. Van was a master when it came to a woman’s body. He rubbed slowly, back and forth against her pubic bone as if he read her mind. She began to push back against him, the need for harder pressure was making her pump her hips. All of this was happening as Baher finished up dressing her cut. Over and over she moaned and pleaded for him to keep going, when finally she exploded again. Her body shook and then Baher fell to his knees, lifted her thigh up over his shoulder, and moved right in for a taste. His tongue collided with her very wet pussy and began to feast on her. She swayed and held his thick shoulders until he had his fill.