I feel Tobias’ hand run under my shirt, brushing my stomach. Sparks move everywhere, his touch makes my skin tingle. I pull Theo to me, sudden desire, and longing to be touched being amplified by their own emotion, spewing into me through the bond. Tobias kisses my neck as I run my hands down Theo’s chest, loving the feeling of his cool skin under my hands.
Hearing Tobias’ husky voice just below my ear makes me moan, “I want to watch Theo fuck you.” I nod my head, wanting nothing more than to have them inside me. Hearing him wanting to watch us together turns me on even more, I feel like I’m about to erupt, and we have barely done anything besides touching.
“Do you want Theo to fuck you, Imogen?” I nod, my lips going to Theo’s neck, sucking on his skin. He groans and thrusts his hips into me.
“Words, Imogen.” Tobias growls.
“Yes.” I don’t even recognize my own voice, I sound breathless and needy.
Theo grips my hips before lifting me, my legs wrapping around his waist. I can feel his hard cock against my core. I move my hips, seeking friction, wanting him inside me. I feel him move and next thing I’m back in our room. Theo drops me on the bed, and I bounce slightly. I watch Tobias walk into the room and sit on the chair at the end of the bed.
Theo pulls my pants down, his cold fingers brushing lightly against my thighs making me shiver. He leans over the bed and tugs the hem of my shirt and I lift my arms, letting him pull it off. I’m completely naked, laying on the bed. Theo kneels on the bed, pushing my thighs apart, Tobias has a full view of my swollen wet lips. I try to close them but Theo forces them back open again.
“Let him see you Imogen, you have nothing to be ashamed of. You’re ours,” he says, kissing my lips, softly, before giving me a devilish grin. I sit up on my elbows as he walks into the walk-in wardrobe.
I’m about to close my legs and sit up, but his voice stops me. “Don’t even think about closing those legs and hiding yourself away from me Imogen,” Tobias says. I quickly open them.
“Touch yourself,” he says, cocking his head to the side and licking his lips.
I hesitate before moving my hand between my legs, my finger sliding between the wet lips of my vagina. My head drops back at the feeling churning inside me, which I know is Tobias’s desire from watching me touch myself. I slip a finger inside myself, moaning at the feeling, my finger wet with my own juices. Sliding my finger out I slide two in. Tobias’ eyes darken watching me, I have never touched myself in front of anyone, yet I’m doing it in front of Tobias, his eyes watching me do things to my body I never would have expected, making my walls clench around my fingers. I move my fingers faster, sliding them in and out.
When I feel the bed dip, my eyes snap to Theo’s. I pull my fingers from myself, Theo grabs my hand and sucks on the fingers I had inside myself. He moans before letting them go and kisses me. I can taste myself on his tongue.
Theo brushes my hair out of my face. “Trust me?” He asks.
I nod, but his words make me a little uneasy. When he places a blindfold over my eyes cutting off my vision, my fingers instinctively move to the blindfold. I try to push it up, but his voice is next to my ear, I can feel his erection against my thigh long and hard. “I won’t hurt you, my love. You can trust me.”
“I trust you.” I nod before feeling his lips move to mine, he sucks my bottom lip in his mouth. I moan when he bites down, he pulls back, his hands running down my sides moving south down my thighs to my ankles, making me shiver. I’m suddenly tugged to the end of the bed.
Since my eyesight is cut off, I can’t see, only feel what he is doing and hear what is going on around me. I hear the sound of the rope dropping on the bed next to me. I turn my head to where it falls beside my face. Then, the sound of Velcro. He pulls me to my feet and spins me around. “I want you to put your hands behind your back,” he whispers while nibbling on my neck. I do as he asks and clasp them behind me. I feel a strap go across my wrist before I hear the Velcro securing it to my wrists, so they are stuck together. I try to wriggle my wrists but they stay behind my back.
“Spread your legs,” he says, sliding his leg in between mine. He then pushes me forward so the top half of my body is on the bed, but my feet are on the floor and my ass is in the air.
I feel his hand go between my legs, running up my thigh, to my core, then between my ass cheeks. I shiver at his cool hands running softly over my skin. I don’t even have a chance to feel self-conscious at the position I’m in, all my parts on display before I feel his fingers ram inside me. My walls clench down on his fingers at the sudden intrusion. I gasp as he slides them out.
“So wet,” he murmurs, which only makes more juices expel.
He slides two fingers back inside me, my body instantly responds as arousal floods me. I moan loudly and move my hips against his fingers when he suddenly slaps my ass. I can feel his handprint burning my ass cheek. I enjoy the sudden pain. Does that make me fucked in the head? Probably, but I like the sudden burn.
“Don’t move,” he says, pushing his fingers back inside me. I try to not push myself back onto his fingers, but it’s impossible, my body has a mind of its own.