Chapter Twenty - Two

Kouvr

Cyrus pushed my body against the far wall, and water splashed all over us. His mouth connected with mine, devouring me. His hand snaked between us, grabbing his tip and brushing it to my entrance.

Air left my lungs the moment he started to push himself into me. He felt much bigger than inside the game, sending pleasure down my spine. My breathing picked up as a heat wave washed over me. He kept inching further and further, and I almost thought he’d never stop.

“Fuck,” he moaned with me the moment our hips met.

Fuck was right. My head was spinning. I felt full. Full like I was last night with Kyree.

“You feel ten times better in real life,” he whispered against my mouth.

I pulled back, moaning. “You feel bigger.”

He chuckled, dick twitching inside of me. “Yeah, I thought my true size might hurt you the first time. I customized it in the game.”

My jaw dropped. “Don’t tell the internet that. Men will be making themselves bigger all day.”

He chuckled. “I didn’t. Instead, I made myself smaller for you.” His hips pulled from my pussy, taking some of my air with him. “I didn’t want to hurt you.”

My head tilted back, and a moan left my lips.

His hips thrust slowly in and out of me, making sure he would go deep inside of me.

My eyes were closed, enjoying the beautiful sensation of his dick. His hands held my ass, holding me in place. “Your dick feels so good, Cyrus.”

He groaned against my neck, pacing and picking up a bit. “Please.”

I moaned at his begs. I wanted to ride him, bring him pleasure suddenly, but he was fully in control. He pulled me from the wall, using his strength to bounce me like I was riding him. My eyes closed, moans heightening. My nails dug into his shoulders, trying my best to hold onto this ride.

“Cyrus!” I cried, pressing my face into his neck.

“Can I join?” Theon asked from outside the shower.

My eyes moved to Cyrus, waiting for his answer.

“I’m okay with it,” Cyrus muttered, kissing my lips.

Heat rushed through me as he bounced me harder and harder. “Yes! Yes!” I cried to both Theon and Cyrus, hoping they caught on to what I was saying.

“Let me brush my teeth,” Theon said.

My head spun, and I reached for one of the walls. “Cyrus, I’m,” I started, head thrown back. Pleasure rushed through me, having me cry out. “I’m going to cum. Please. Please!”

He growled, using one hand to hold me up and the other, grabbing my throat. He didn’t squeeze like Theon would have, but it still sent me over the edge.

My body curled into his, moaning against his skin as my pussy tightened around him. My body tightened with the release, white dancing behind my eyes. I threw my head back, feeling pins and needles run over my skin. The moment I cried out, I came… hard. A sob left my mouth, a whimper catching in my throat.

“God, it’s so easy to make you cum,” he told me.

My head tingled from the orgasm and I barely noticed him pulling out of me and setting me down. Cold air hit me as Theon opened the door.

He stepped in, getting wet under the water.

I suddenly felt very nervous between two extremely hot men. I’ve never had a threesome, though it wasn’t from the lack of not wanting to.

“Wait… question,” I muttered.

Theon chuckled, leaning down to kiss my lips, tasting like toothpaste. “Yes?”

“How does this work? Do you both get a hole?”

He shrugged. “Either one. Get one each, use one at the same time, whatever.”

“Same time?!” My brow raised.

He nodded. “That one takes some warmup, and so does the anal part.”

“We don’t have to do either until you’re ready. One of us could have your mouth and the other your pussy.” Cyrus caressed my back before moving to sit on the thick ledge of the tub.

I moved to him, dropped to my knees, and licked his tip. He tasted a bit like pre-cum and my cum on him. “Wait,” I paused. “How was this going to work?”

“Stay right there,” Theon said, moving to sit on the floor behind me. He maneuvered, so I was in reverse cowgirl on him. But he slid forth underneath, so I didn’t have to bounce as much. His heavy hand slapped my ass, making me jolt and squeal. “Fuck, your ass is so beautiful.”

I moaned, reaching for Cyrus’s dick. He was looking at me, a smile on his lips, as he waited patiently for me. My eyes locked with him as my tongue swirled around his large tip.

His mouth parted, smile slowly fading. A soft moan escaped him, and he adjusted his hips closer to me.

Theon lined his huge mushroom tip up to my entrance and I almost yelped.

Even he felt bigger.

As if Cyrus could hear my thoughts, he chuckled, abs flexing. “He changed his size too.”

Theon chuckled. “You told her?”

“She’s going to feel the difference. Her face already told me she had,” he explained.

“Mhm,” he hummed behind me, pulling me down on him.

I gasped, my other hand gripping the edge of the tub. “Oh.” From this position, I felt like I was going to explode, taking every inch of him.

Cyrus’s abs flexed with a chuckle as he reached forward and gripped my hair, so I looked up at him. “Take it like a good girl.”

I moaned at the pain mixing with pleasure.

Theon’s arm wrapped around my hips, finger thumbing my clit like a guitar string. Pleasure overloaded the pain, drawing moans from my throat.

“There we go. You take him so well, baby girl,” Cyrus encouraged, letting me go.

I almost couldn’t focus or think, and neither of us was moving beside Theon’s finger rubbing my clit so perfectly. My toes curled, pleasure tingling my nerves. My eyes closed, hand jerking Cyrus up and down. I just wanted a moment to enjoy this pleasure.

My hips rolled against his fingers, loving how full his dick made me feel. And I did, almost bringing myself to the edge right then and there. My hips were bouncing at the pace of my hand jerking. “I’m…” It was overwhelming, having my thighs shaking.

Cyrus gripped my hair again, moaning. I wanted to suck him, but I couldn’t fucking think to even do that.

“I can’t! I can’t!” I pressed my forehead to Cyrus’s abs, and my bouncing slowed down. I let him go, hands gripping the tub hard as the overwhelming pleasure washed over me.

“Yes, you can. Look at you taking me,” Theon said in a heavy, rough voice.

I inhaled sharply, my eyes squeezed shut, and a cry fell from my lips. It turned into a sob as my body relaxed and released my cum all over Theon. It became slicker, even as I bounced slower. My eyes opened. “Oh my god.” My hands were shaking, thighs doing the same dance. My eyes looked up at Cyrus, his dark eyes meeting mine.

“You come so perfectly,” Cyrus told me, making my cheeks turn red. “A true goddess. I would be satisfied just hearing you come for the rest of my life.”

I moaned at his compliment, leaning back onto Theon.

He stroked my face, eyes searching it as if he admired it.

But I wanted him to feel as good as I did. I wrapped my hand around his shaft again, pulling the tip to my mouth. I didn’t tease him, just sucking him and licking up and down him.

“God,” he moaned, and I saw his head drop back.

Theon took control, thrusting himself up into me.

I moaned, dick muffling my noises. My eyes blurred as pleasure overwhelmed me again. My thighs shook around Theon, making him rub up and down my legs.

“You’re doing so fucking good, baby,” he encouraged.

“Don’t stop.” I pulled back from Cyrus to say that, but only briefly. I licked his dick up and down, pumping my hand with it.

“Never,” he said, almost like a promise, though I knew he couldn’t just fuck me forever.

I wish.

I almost saw double of Cyrus’s dick as I hit my peek for the third time. I moaned, sucking Cyrus fast. I couldn’t help it, entrapped in pleasure. Theon didn’t slow down but kept the perfect pace. I bounced, slamming down on him and seeking that high. I stiffened a bit, crying over and over on Cyrus’s dick as my pussy clenched so hard.

Theon let out a loud moan, one hand reaching around to cup my pussy from the front.

It sent me over, my sensitive nub rubbing against his palm. I screamed, almost choking on Cyrus. White danced behind my eyelids, and my head spun with pleasure. I pulled back, sobbing as we both slowed down.

Theon let out a similar noise, hot cum rushing into my pussy.

I looked up at Cyrus, head in a daze. His hand was jerking his dick. Hard. His teeth drew in his bottom lip, and I smiled.

“Come for me, Cyrus,” I encouraged, running my hands up his muscular thighs.

He moaned, eyes locking on mine.

“Let me taste you,” I muttered to him.

“Fuck.” His hips bucked, chest heaving. He was going to cum.

I opened my mouth for his tip.

He kept moaning, making my body hot again. Then he came, hot cum spraying into my mouth and on my face a bit. I swallowed him, jerking my head to get all of him. And I swallowed every last drop, pulling back with a pop . I looked up at Cyrus, satisfied.

Theon’s finger dipped into my pussy, like it had last night. He pulled back, and I turned just in time to see him popping the cum covered finger into his mouth. He moaned. “We taste so good together. I want to eat your pussy now.”

I let out a noise, not sure if my clit could handle that right now.

I stood, feeling the cum drip from my pussy, and was glad that the shower was right there. I moved to the hot water, and Theon met me underneath.

His hands engulfed my hips, running my hands up and down my body.

A sigh escaped me, letting his hand explore my body until he pulled back. My eyes opened, and I hadn’t even realized I had closed them.

He was pouring soap on a lofa, and I watched as he began to wash me down, head to toe.

After a moment, Cyrus joined, keeping my back warm.

Cyrus

“Did you like the show?” I asked D who was in his closet. I refrained from teasing him further. He was watching some two-way mirror that he set up in her tub. Moving some coats to the side, I saw it was more than the tub, panning the whole bathroom.

He barely moved, and I almost thought he might still be knocked out. “You’re here to rub it in?” he asked in a rough voice.

My chest pinged with guilt. “No. I brought you food and more meds to get you to bed.”

D snorted. “Really?”

“You won’t ruin this!” I snapped, anger rising faster than a rollercoaster. The room grew hot, and it took me a moment to calm down. “She needs this as much as we do.”

“I need her,” he snapped back.

I wanted to roll my eyes at him, but I knew that fucking feeling. It took so much discipline to hold back and not touch her the first moment we met.

D did not have the same restraint… or he didn’t fucking show it. I mean, look at him. He was here with a swollen thumb, dried cum on the wall, and dick still out. I rolled my eyes.

“Pull up your pants so I can move you back to the room.”

He glared at me, dark eyes barely visible under the dull lighting. It had almost been years since his “look” scared me. Maybe when I was sixteen or something like that, it might have made me scramble a bit.

But now, even at his age, I was just as tall and built as him. He didn’t scare me anymore.

D slowly tucked his dick away.

“Don’t touch me with those damn hands or you will be left in this damn closet.”

My brother snorted. “Come give me a hug, Rus.”

I cringed at the thought of his hands patting my back. “You could stay in this closet for all I care for, sickfuck.”

He chuckled before rolling onto his knees and slowly pushing himself up. “I don’t need you.” The moment he stood, his eyes rolled back, and he started going down. I grabbed his biceps to keep him from slamming his head on the ground.

I let out a growl, rolling my eyes. Idiot .