I must have dozed off, for I came awake to a delicious sensation. And almost sat up in shock. Liam O’Grady was nuzzling my clit, his mouth on the sensitive nub as he sucked and licked; laving and making me squirm in pleasure, before he slid his tongue into my warm, wet womanhood.
I gripped his hair, murmuring something unintelligible and he raised his head, eyes glittering. His chin was wet and he looked at me, and I gasped. He looked so handsome, with his stubbled jaw, and black eyes flashing in desire; the look of power he exuded so easily, the stamp of his arrogance and strength.
He slapped the inside of my thighs and I moaned, throwing my head back helplessly. The sensation that flooded through me as he used his power over my body was exquisite.
“Stay still, woman,” he snapped and I trembled as I nodded.
He licked my clit again, nibbling the sensitive nub and I thrashed, my hands scrabbling wildly.
I shuddered and he growled,
“Saint, hold her down. I want to eat some pus*y.” I almost came as I saw the look on his face, hungry and intent.
*
I discovered that I had been sleeping with my head on St Just’s chest and he growled, reaching down to capture my wrists and bind them in a pair of handcuffs with satin lining, designed to restrain without hurting me. I looked at him in wide-eyed fear and he kissed me soundly.
“This way,” he growled, straddling my chest, “I can f*ck your lovely big ti*s, Pet,” he said.
I thrashed as I heard O’Grady give a devilish chuckle before he turned his attention to my womanhood. I whimpered as I watched St Just grip my large breasts and place his thick, erect member between them. Flinging my head back, I moaned as O’Grady became more insistent, and with a helpless bucking of my hips, I felt the juices in my womb squirt.
“Holy F*CK!” roared O’Grady,” Saint, did you see that? Our Pet…sweet Jaysus…”
He stopped speaking and I heard him as he greedily licked my pus*y as I felt my eyes roll back as the reaction to my orgasm set in.
“She f*cking squirted, sweet, salty…” breathed O’Grady and he nibbled at my cl*t, making me cry out. All the while, St Just continued his assault, thrusting between my poor breasts, and pinching my nipples and I screamed out as I felt myself coming again.
O’Grady chuckled, a breathless one as he said,
“I swear, on all…”
And St Just was roaring as he squirted his cum over me, my chest, my throat, my face.
I let him, too exhausted to care, dimly aware that he was rubbing his limp member on my chest, as O’Grady mounted me.
I raised my hips and let him take me, whimpering and moaning as he pounded into me, emptying his seed in me.
And then, once again, I drifted off to sleep, my strangely lifeless body humming with reaction, a smile on my face.
The last thing I heard was O’Grady’s voice,
“F*ck Saint, I mean, look at her…we’ve covered her with our cum…”And St Just in a deep satisfied rumble, replied,
“She’s ours now, O’Grady, all ours, truly.” And then, after a pause, I thought he said,
“Now we need to take the last part of her that’s till a virgin.”
*
The men cleaned her up, the limp, seductively rounded figure on the bed who was blissfully unaware of the gentle ministrations by her Masters. They were gentle as they touched her and O’Grady was tempted to wake her and make her suck him off, she made his c*ck rear up again, as she sighed invitingly in her sleep and trolled over, a faint smile on her face.
*
O’Grady looked down at her, the warm wet cloth in his hand. Had he ever cared for another Pet like this? He did not think so. Bianca Cruz with her innocence and freshness, her beauty, both inside and out, was special. He turned away. When the time came to let her go, he knew he would be devastated.
St Just wiped Bianca’s cheeks and her plump mouth, stealing a kiss on her lips as he did so.
He had never felt eh need to be tender and wait to clean up one of his subs, not till now. This young girl with her openness and her purity, made him feel different. Glancing round he caught the look of aching sadness on his brother’s face and sighed. How would they let the Pet go?
*
Bianca
When I opened my eyes, I felt warm and yet, I aced so. Yawning, widely, I stretched like a cat and immediately stopped as I heard a deep chuckle from someone nestled beside me. Liam O’Grady was looking down at me and I blushed for not only was I buck naked, but his warm morning wood was prodding my belly. I scrambled to sit and realized that St Just was on the other side. I had been sleeping with both of them on either side of me. I blushed.
St Just grinned lazily.
I looked at them in wonder. They were so different and yet, so alike. Handsome, muscular… although O’Grady with his dark hair, his powerful chest and hirsute chest, was rakish and yet, dangerous all at once. St Just, blonde and tawny-eyed, looked beautiful, like a damaged angel. He was watching me, a smile on his mouth, his scruffy blonde beard making him look so adorable, that I instinctively reached to him and kissed him softly
His arm went around and simultaneously, Liam O’Grady barked, in mock outrage,
“Hey, what about me?’
I giggled and slid down to his legs. Parting them, I said softly, looking into his eyes, teasing him,
“Master, may I s*ck you off?”
I pushed my hair away from my face and neck, taking him into my mouth and licking him.
O’Grady, narrow-eyed and still, gave a long-suffering groan as he held my head and growled,
“Do it, Pet…or I swear…”
I teased him, licking and sucking then, before he could stop me, I jumped off the bed, giggling.
‘Need to use the washroom, Master,” I dimpled and ran away as he let out a roar and Saint threw his head back, shouting in laughter.
*
Damn, but she was a handful, thought O’Grady, smiling as he palmed his wood and rose stiffly.
*
His phone was ringing and he scowled.
They had already informed the offices that they would only be coming in a little late this afternoon, for it was past ten in the morning. So who was calling?
St Just had also sat up, his blonde hair mussed, scratching his scruffy beard as he picked up his phone, which was also ringing.
The brothers glanced at each other. O’Grady answered his call and froze. He looked over at St Just who was also looking grim.
Their eyes met.