Page 82 of Chaos & Carnage
Caleb’s fingers slid lower, and my body convulsed, shaking under his touch.
“You sure?” he whispered against my back.
“Y…yes,” I stammered as his fingertips made a circle over my pubic bone, not quite reaching my clit, but I knew how close he was. “You aren’t pulling my hand away, kitten.”
Caleb nuzzled the back of my neck, his hand sinking lower, fingers dipping into my folds, teasing at my entrance. I gasped, pushing myself into him involuntarily. Cade’s hand moved off my thigh, covering my breast, kneading gently, his face to mine, lips just there in front of me.
“I want you all to myself, Al,” Cade’s lips were hot as they brushed over mine. “But I can see the way you look at him. The way your pupils dilate just a little when he’s anywhere near you.”
“I don’t,” I squeaked.
“You do,” Cade plucked at my lips, pulling the bottom one into his mouth.
Caleb’s fingers slipped up inside, his hand cupping against my clit. I pressed my leg harder against Cade.
Cade pulled his mouth away a fraction. “I don’t want to lose you, Al. And if that means I have to share, then I’ll share.”
I wanted to say no. That I only wanted Cade. But inside me, Caleb’s fingers moved, swirling and twisting, pulling out of me and thrusting back in. I felt him add another, and now my pussy pulsed with Caleb’s fingers, his thumb moving over my clit, patting and swirling and rubbing, constantly changing rhythm.
Cade’s lips joined mine again, his tongue filling my mouth, fingers moving against my nipples, nipping and pinching as Caleb pumped my pussy, plucking at the skin of my shoulders. My stomach swirled in big deep circles, a whirlpool of emotion and uncertainty and the heavy threat of an orgasm building between my legs. I gasped against Cade’s lips, my hips moving involuntarily as I pushed into Caleb’s hand.
“Oh no, kitten. You’re coming on my cock. Not my fingers,” he slid from me, and my insides felt more on fire as they ever had done.
Both of Cade’s hands were on my breasts, constantly swapping from heavily kneading my flesh to plucking at my nipples, his tongue diving in and out of my mouth. Caleb fumbled behind me, his legs stroking mine, pushing his underpants to the bottom of the sleeping bag. Then I felt him line up behind me, rubbing the head of his cock through the wetness of my entrance.
“You going to be a good girl and let me take you from behind, kitten?” he asked, pressing his cock against me, the fire inside my pussy almost burning me alive.
I tried to nod my head.
“I’m going to need you to let her speak, brother,” his voice was low, sending a vibrating thrum through my whole body, his dick twitching impatiently at my entrance.
Cade pulled his tongue from my mouth, resting his lips against mine. “Say the words, Al. Do you want Caleb to fuck you?”
I squeezed my eyes shut. I should say no. This was nuts. I was stuck in a sleeping bag between two identical brothers, two cocks engorged and ready to fuck me. I should say no.
“Speak, kitten.” Caleb’s voice held a command, a hint of darkness.
“Yes,” I breathed.
Caleb didn’t wait. He pushed inside me suddenly, my insides screaming as he tore through my flesh. I threw my head back to cry out, but Cade held me still, forcing his tongue back into my mouth, his hands instantly dipping back to my breasts. Caleb’s hand gripped my hips as he moved slowly in and out of me, Cade not letting my mouth and lips escape from him. The sleeping bag was so hot, and each thrust from Caleb pushed me against Cade, my stomach forced against his erection. I reached forward, gently guiding his boxers free, my fingers feeling over the tip, wet and sticky from the pre-cum forming there.
I tried to think about the feel of Cade’s cock, concentrate on his tongue in my mouth. But behind me Caleb never let me get used to the rhythm, and now he drove in and out of me hard, his breathing changing. My hand gripped Cade’s shaft.
“Ah fuck, kitten. I’ve missed this so much,” Caleb groaned against my back. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chanted.
He reached up my back, his fingers entangling in my hair, pulling my head backwards, away from Cade’s mouth.
“Make her come for us, brother,” Caleb instructed, and Cade’s lips kissed down my chin, and my throat, wriggling down the sleeping bag till his lips reached my chest.
His tongue traced my nipple, and with my mouth now free, I moaned loudly, causing Caleb to groan behind me as he deepened the thrusts, longer, slower, harder. Cade flicked the end of my nipple, my body jolting under the sudden hot pleasure that rushed through me. And then again, and again, sending me gasping. Then he covered all of me, sucking my nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling and flicking, his lips sucking, his teeth nipping almost too painfully.
“Good girl, kitten,” Caleb coaxed, the thrusts from his cock becoming deeper and deeper.
Cade’s fingers stroked my lower stomach, moving between my legs, feeling over my clit, swirling his fingers. Deep inside my pussy, I felt a sudden surge of wetness, my body trembling at the pattern he rubbed against me. Behind me, Caleb moved in and out of me deeper, the slower thrusts coming quicker, his hips forcing into me harder and harder. My gasps changed to moans, and Caleb grunted loudly behind me.
Over Cade’s cock, my hand worked, gripping and swirling, moving as quickly as my brain would allow. The thumb on my clit faltered a couple of times, and now he started to groan and curse under his breath.
Caleb pumped harder, and now each thrust pushed me into Cade. On my breasts Cade suddenly let go, pushing his forehead between my boobs, his own hips pushing against my hand, a long, low growl coming from him.