Captured By The Mercenaries

I hadn’t been aware that I’d closed my eyes, but now they popped open and I focused on Rafe again.

“Does that hurt?”

I shook my head.

“Do you want him to keep going?”

Biting my lower lip, I thought about that. Even the initial sting was gone. I nodded.

Rafe’s eyes flicked over my head at Sig and the thumb invading my body inched forward again. The seconds dragged by until finally, Sig was as deep as he could go.

“How does that feel, Gorgeous?”

My breaths came in pants as the heat built up low in my belly. I squirmed against him. “It's fine,” I gasped. “It’s...I need you to fuck me. I need all of you to fuck me.”

His chuckle was dark and satisfied. “Do you want me to fuck you with my thumb and cock at the same time.”

Ugh. Too many questions.

I rocked my hips back against him, determined to take matters into my own hands. A strong hand came down on the back of my neck, forcing my arms to give way and my face to be buried in the blankets.

Rafe put more pressure as I tried to wriggle out of his hold. “None of that, Pet.We’refuckingyou. Answer his question.”

My pussy pulsed and I heard Sig groan. “She definitely likes that, Rafe.”

I could hear the cocky smile in Rafe’s voice when he asked, “You like it when I order you around, Colby? Rough you up a bit?”

I did. I was ashamed to admit it so I answered with a hard moan. He still somehow knew. I could hear it in his dark laugh.

Sig thrust into me and I cried out, the blankets muffling my sounds as he started up in a punishing rhythm. He moved his thumb in and out of my ass and it was hard to breathe. It was like someone was sitting on my chest, but it felt so good I didn’t want him to stop.

“Make sure you use a lot of spit,” Arsen told Sig.

Something wet slid down my ass and I cringed inwardly as I realized Sig had just dropped a load of spit onto my asshole to ease the way for his thumb.

“I’ll pick up lube when I go to Tikrit. Until then we’ll stick to only fingers,” Rafe responded.

“And tongues,” Sig groaned out.

My eyes widened. Their fingers were one thing, they couldn’t possibly want to tongue my ass…could they?

The question was swept away as I broke apart, my orgasm slamming into me like a freight train. I screamed into the blankets, unable to hold back as every cell in my body vibrated. I heard, more than felt, Sig come as I did, his shout echoing around the inside of the tent.

He removed his thumb, and I winced at the now tender feeling, and he slumped over my back, still buried inside me.

His weight felt good on my back, my knees held me up, my chest down on the ground.

“My turn.”

Oh God.Rafe still hadn’t come and I wasn’t sure I could live through another earth-shattering orgasm.

“You’re going to scream and come on my dick, Pet. Then, and only then, am I going to fill you up with my cum.”

I shivered and delicious tendrils of arousal sparked to life in my belly. It shouldn’t be possible to still crave an orgasm, but I did.

He gently rolled me onto my back after shoving Sig out of the way. His fingers dipped into my pussy and I gasped as he scraped cum out of me then swiped it over my breasts.

He pressed his fingers to my lips and I opened so he could fill my mouth with them. He thrust into my pussy at the same time and I moaned as I bathed his fingers. I sucked on them until they were clean, then I watched as he fucked me.