Spit-roast

Kitty’s knees pressed into the soft mattress as she knelt on the bed, her body already trembling with anticipation. The silk restraints around her wrists had been untied, but she stayed in place—obedient, waiting. Elias’s command still echoed in her mind, low and authoritative, sending a shiver down her spine. “Kneel and show them how much you want this.” Her breath came in short, shallow gasps as she glanced at the two men stepping closer, their presence looming over her like shadows in the dimly lit room.

Logan was on her left, his dark eyes smoldering with hunger, his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath. His cock stood hard and ready, inches from her face, and the sight of him so close made her mouth water. On her right was Bobby, his icy blue gaze locked onto her, his own arousal evident. His hand brushed against her hair, his touch cool but firm, and she felt the heat of Logan’s body on her other side, the contrast between them electrifying.

Elias’s voice broke the silence, smooth and commanding. “Take him, Kitty. Deep. Show Logan how much you need him.”

Her heart raced as she leaned forward, her lips parting to take Logan into her mouth. His breath hitched the moment she did, a low groan escaping his lips as she slid him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate him. God, he was big. She could feel the weight of him pressing against her tongue, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat, and the vibrations of her moans sent tremors through him.

Bobby’s hands tangled in her hair, guiding her movements, his grip firm but not painful. Every pull and push of her head was synchronized with Logan’s hips, his thrusts slow and deliberate at first, then growing more urgent. His hands gripped her shoulders, his fingers digging into her skin as he let out another guttural groan.

“Good girl,” Bobby murmured, his voice a soft contrast to Logan’s rough growls. His fingers trailed down her back, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. “You’re taking him so well.”

Kitty’s eyes fluttered shut, her world narrowing to the feeling of Logan filling her mouth, the taste of him, the salty-sweet tang that made her moan louder. Her body was on fire, every nerve alight with pleasure, and she could feel herself growing wetter with every passing second.

Logan’s hands moved to her breasts, his touch rough and demanding as he pinched her nipples, sending sharp jolts of pleasure through her. She arched into his touch, a muffled whimper escaping her lips as Bobby’s fingers continued to stroke her back, his touch gentle yet firm, grounding her.

“Look at her,” Elias drawled from the corner of the room, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “She’s beautiful like this. Lost in the pleasure.”

Kitty’s moans vibrated around Logan’s cock, the sound making him groan deeper, his hips thrusting faster now, his cock hitting the back of her throat with every movement. Bobby’s fingers trailed down her spine, his touch sending shivers through her, and she could feel herself getting closer to the edge, her body trembling with need.

“That’s it, darlin’,” Logan growled, his voice rough with desire. “Take it. All of it.”

She could feel the tension building in him, his thrusts becoming more erratic, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Bobby’s hand tightened in her hair, his voice a soft murmur in her ear. “You’re doing so well, Kitty. Just a little more.”

Her body arched as Logan’s release surged into her mouth, his grip on her shoulders tightening as he let out a primal groan. She swallowed him down, her own moans vibrating around him, the taste of him sending another wave of heat through her.

As Logan pulled back, his chest heaving, Bobby’s hand moved from her hair to her chin, tilting her face up to meet his gaze. His icy blue eyes were dark with desire, his breath cool against her heated skin. “My turn,” he said, his voice low and filled with intent.

Kitty’s heart skipped a beat as he guided her toward him, his cock hard and ready. She could feel the contrast between them—Logan’s fiery intensity and Bobby’s cool, controlled passion—and it only heightened her arousal.

Elias’s voice cut through the room once more, commanding and confident. “Show him, Kitty. Show Bobby how much you’ve been waiting for this.”

She leaned forward, her lips parting to take Bobby into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip of his cock. His breath hitched, his fingers tightening in her hair as he let out a soft groan. “That’s it,” he murmured, his voice trembling with restraint. “Just like that.”

Kitty’s movements were slow and deliberate, her mouth working him with a practiced ease that made Bobby’s hips buck forward. His hand moved to her back, his touch cool against her heated skin, and she moaned softly, the sound vibrating around him.

Logan’s hands were on her breasts again, his touch rough and demanding as he pinched her nipples, sending sharp jolts of pleasure through her. She arched into his touch, her moans growing louder as Bobby’s thrusts became more urgent, his cock hitting the back of her throat with every movement.

Elias’s voice was a low growl in the background, his words sending another shiver through her. “You’re mine, Kitty. All of you. And they’re just reminders of who you belong to.”

Her body trembled with need, her hips grinding into the air as Logan’s hands moved to her thighs, his touch rough and possessive. Bobby’s fingers trailed down her spine, his touch gentle yet firm, and she could feel herself getting closer to the edge, her world narrowing to the sensations overwhelming her.

“That’s it,” Bobby groaned, his voice trembling with restraint. “Just a little more.”

Kitty’s eyes fluttered shut, her mind spinning with the pleasure coursing through her. She could feel herself losing control, surrendering to them completely, and she didn’t want it any other way.

Elias’s voice was a command, cutting through the haze of pleasure. “Come for them, Kitty. Let them see how much you need this.”

Her body convulsed as the orgasm ripped through her, her moans vibrating around Bobby’s cock, her thighs trembling as Logan’s hands gripped her hips, holding her in place. She could feel them both watching her, their eyes dark with desire, and she knew there was no turning back.

As she came down from the high, her chest heaving, Elias stepped closer, his presence dominating the room. “Good girl,” he purred, his voice a promise. “But we’re not done yet.”