Page 76 of Psychotic Nightmares

Holy.

Fucking.

Shit.

My imagination doesn’t even compare to the real thing.

My eyes roll back and mouth gapes open. Dante takes my bottom lip between his teeth. “How does she feel?”

“Fucking perfect.” Julian’s hands still massagemy thighs and ass as he answers Dantes question. Trying to make me feel relaxed while giving me so much rapture. “She tastes so fucking sweet.”

Julian slides two fingers through my soaked pussy, “suck his fingers,gattina.I need to taste you too.” I feel fingers being pressed against my lips, tastingmyself. It’s salty and not the best taste. No idea why Julian thinks it’s sweet. Each to their own though. He removes his fingers, returning them back to their slow, torturous circles around my entrance. Dante licks against my mouth, “fucking delicious.” His hand goes back to my nipples.

These men's taste buds are weird.

“This is the hottest I’ve ever seen you treasure.” Julian kisses against my thigh. “You can handle us can’t you, baby.” He flicks his tongue out to lightly flick my clit.

“Julian.” I groan against Dante's lips, who huffs out a laugh, removing his hand from my nipple, and I’m soon feeling something cold and thick being dripped onto my breasts. Pulling away from our kiss, he wraps his lips around my nipple.

“Fuck.” I groan. “Dante.”

They both have their mouths on my most sensitive parts.

Both.

Dante and Julian.

I don’t have to choose.

“Ahhh.” I cry out as Julian captures my clit between his lips and sucks while inserting one of his thick fingers.

“So fucking perfect.” He growls against my pussy, then nips and sucks at my thigh.

“She is.” Dante agrees. “She’s our perfect woman.”

“Ours.” I feel Julian's smile as he takes hold of my clit again.

“Yours.” I confirm. “Both of yours to keep.”

The two of them moan in delight and carry on their delicious torture. It’s overwhelming, but in a good way. Julian's stubble scratches against my pussy, marking me in his own way. Dante keeps working on my breasts, licking and sucking whatever liquid he poured on me.

My whole being loves being here. Not one part of me feels unsafe or scared.

I’m just consumed with desire and love.

Lost in the feeling of being theirs.

I twist my fingers with Dantes, grateful at the blindfold for hiding my happy tears from them.

Julian adds another finger, stretching me out. My breath hitches, he doesn’t give me a chance to get used to the fullness before he starts pumping into me hard and fast. Dante matches his pace with his tongue and mouth. Working in sync to give me as much pleasure as they can. “Oh, God.” I whine.

Julian sucks hard on my clit and it’s too much. I can’t hold back my cries of pleasure, no longer the quiet moans I’ve been voicing. My body tenses in that sweet way it does before release.

“Let go,gattina.Cum all over his face.” Dante says around my nipple.

“Fuck, Julian.” I scream, thankful no-one else is here to hear me. My thighs tighten around his head, he uses his free hand to hold them there. I swear he’s going to suffocate himself between my legs. Dante pinches my nipples with his thumb and forefinger, kissing up my neck to my jawline.

Pulsating waves make their way through my whole body. Then the intense feeling of liberation.