“Oh yeah, Mason, she likes a good spanking.”
Steven lifted her by her hips and placed her onto his engorged cock. She took him in, her pussy swallowing up the thick muscle as she exhaled in satisfaction. It was like being home, being content and surrounded by warmth.
She wanted to relish in the sensation, but Steven and Mason were on a mission. Up and down Steven thrust his hips, making her move along to keep up with him.
She gripped his shoulders and rode him as she’d learned to do over the last several days. She not only absorbed the sensation and desire to please Steven or Mason, but to also please herself. She was learning about her body, too, its wants and needs and the places she loved to have their cocks stroke in the heat of sex.
Closing her eyes, she moved faster until Steven gripped her shoulders.
“Slow down, baby, or I’m going to explode.”
She wanted to argue with him and tell him that she was nearly there, too. There was this itch deep inside, and she was slowly scratching it, getting down deeper to the sensation that she knew would send her over the edge and to completion. She wanted it and needed it. She felt her inner muscles grip Steven’s cock and she wanted more of the sensation the back-and-forth friction caused.
“Please, I need.”
“We know what you need.” Mason’s voice penetrated deeply. She felt his masculine voice vibrate against her skin and flow through her body. Tiny spasms exploded inside of her. And then she felt the cold thick gel at her anus and Mason’s finger pressing through her tight rings.
“Oh God, Mason!” She tried to move, but Steven held her steady. He grabbed a hold of her hair and moved his mouth over hers then to her neck, then back again over her mouth. He was hungry and she was needy.
In and out she felt Mason thrust his finger into her ass as he spread her cheeks wider and massaged the globes. It felt as if she somehow took Steven in deeper with every up-and-down motion of her hips. She began to rock her ass back against his finger even as he added another digit and parted her ass cheeks.
She moaned and swayed, and then Steven thrust upward, making her lose her breath.
“She’s ready, Mason,” Steven said through clenched teeth.
She locked gazes with him, nearly feeling euphoric and dazed with passion.
“Only you forever, Sally,” Steven told her and she felt Mason pull out his fingers and then she felt his cock at the entrance to her anus. His face was against her shoulder and neck, and her face was against Steven’s. They were so close and about to come even closer.
“Forever, only ours.”
His words and warm breath collided with her skin, penetrating her body and her soul. She felt his long, thick, hard cock push farther through her tight rings until he was fully seated inside of her.
“Fuck, she’s so fucking tight and hot.”
“Move,” Steven ordered, and that seemed to set Mason back on track as he lifted up then caressed Sally’s shoulders. Steven moved up into her as Mason pulled slightly out of her. Their bodies were continuously locked together with every movement and motion.
In and out both men thrust into her, sending her body up in flames and exploding in pleasure. Steven followed suit and then Mason, dear Mason, pounded into her ass, making her wonder if she would ever walk again.
“Mine!” he roared as he pumped two more times then exploded inside of her. He kissed along her back and spine as Steven kissed her cheek and neck. She couldn’t move. She was completely content and then they heard the dogs crying outside of the bedroom door. This was her future. She was loved by two wonderful, strong-willed men and their five fierce, loving Rottweilers. She was happy and at peace for the first time in her life.
Chapter 8
Keiffer was watching Garret pack up the truck.
“So you are serious? We’re moving out of here right now? We’re not going to wait for Sally to return and grab her?’
Garret shook his head then looked around him. Keiffer looked, too.
“I have a different plan. Just help me with these last boxes. We’ll be back. You’ll see. It will work out just fine.”
“How so?” Keiffer asked as he lifted the last box up and placed it onto the bed of the truck.
Garret moved closer to Keiffer then leaned on the side of the truck as if completely relaxed.
“They’re watching us, Keiffer. They’ve been watching us for two weeks straight, day and night. We need to throw them off the scent and make them think that their military tactics helped to run us off. Give it time.”
“We’re running?” Keiffer asked.