Sophie Oak - Pure Bliss

“It burns, but I don’t want him to stop.” Her hand fluttered across his cock. “He’s stretching me, but not as much as this thing will. And he’s perfectly groomed, James.”

Noah was damn glad he’d thought about that in the shower this morning. He should have known something was going right. He’d been ridiculously optimistic when he’d showered this morning and carefully shaved himself. From now on, he would let that be Hope’s job. She could get on her knees in the shower and make sure he was properly shaved. And he would do the same for her. “I did it for you, darlin’. Now you let Jamie do his job and you do yours. Lick me. Suck me.”

She nodded and leaned forward, her tongue coming out and lapping delicately at his cockhead. Noah stifled a groan. So good. It felt so good. His cock throbbed, pre-cum seeping out. Hope lapped it up, sucking the head in, the tip of her tongue delving inside the tiny slit of his dick. It felt amazing, but he wanted more.

He sank his hands in her hair, pulling her forward. His balls drew up as his cock began to dip inside. He forced his way in inch by inch, all the while watching his brother work. James squeezed more lube between the cheeks of her ass, causing Hope’s spine to shiver as he opened her wide.

“This ass is going to be heaven.” James stared at her, and Noah could only guess at what he was doing.

“Is she tight?” Noah asked, knowing the answer.

“So fucking tight. You should have seen how pretty she looked with a plug earlier. This tiny little asshole tried to keep me out, but I wasn’t having it. I worked her hard, brother, until that plug finally slid right in.” James’s fingers pressed into Hope’s ass, his wrist twisting between her cheeks. He pressed deep, shoving Hope forward, and Noah’s dick sank inside.

Heat and moisture surrounded him. Different than a pussy. He loved this, too. Hope’s mouth was a pleasure palace, her tongue dancing around his cock in whispery flutters. He gritted his teeth, enjoying the feel of her groaning around him as James added another finger.

“You’ll be lucky to last a minute and a half, but you better fucking make it work because we’re going to come together.” James’s hand worked in and out, fucking her in rhythmic time.

Noah pulled on Hope’s hair, his eyes widening at the thought of working his dick into the tight hole of her ass. “No, Jamie. It should be you.”

James’s hand fucked in and out even as Noah started to get serious about her mouth. Hope’s full lips wrapped around his dick as he began to thrust.

James shook his head. “No. I got to play first. I got to take my time, and you’re gentler than me. I want her to love this. I need her to crave it.”

“I don’t feel gentle now.” He felt like a marauder.

“But you will be. You’ll be what she needs—what we need. You’ll take care of her, and I’ll fuck that sweet pussy until I can’t see straight.”

And then they would change places.

Hope’s tongue whirled, and her cheeks hollowed out. She sucked him deep. Heat threatened to overwhelm him. His balls drew up, a warning that he could go off.

“Give in, Noah. You’ll have more control. I intend to. I’m going to have her suck me deep, and I’m going to fill her mouth before I fill her pussy.”

“I don’t want to hurt her.” Noah kept his hands gentle on her hair, allowing her to decide how deep and far she wanted to suck. Despite what he’d seen James do to her in Trev’s dungeon, he was still a little worried about introducing her to BDSM. He wanted to go slow, to make her love it as much as he did.

James stood up, seemingly happy with his prep work. He frowned at Noah, looking down at the place where Hope’s mouth worked over his dick. “She’s not some fragile flower. She’s strong, and let me tell you, this ass is going to take a pounding. If you can’t do the job, then I will. I’m not holding back. She’s going to understand what it means to be my woman. Sometimes it means taking a spanking and getting tied up six ways from Sunday while she takes my cock any way I want her to. You’re telling me you want to keep the relationship vanilla?”

His brother was right. Noah held her head in his hands and thrust in, using her mouth because she was his. She should know what that meant. He would take care of her in bed and out, but he needed this. He needed to feel her submit to him. He needed the trust that went with the exchange. He craved it, and he hadn’t been whole without it. He’d filled the hole in his life by prowling the dungeons of New York, spanking subs and giving them what they needed, never taking for himself. It hadn’t been right because they hadn’t belonged to him. He’d held fast to an empty vow, keeping himself apart from everyone out of guilt and pain.

He released it all now. He hadn’t stood before a judge or a pastor and vowed to love Hope forever, but he didn’t have to. He’d made the vow in his heart. He’d spoken it aloud in three words. I love you . He’d been blessed to receive them back. She was his, and he belonged to her heart and soul.

There was no room for regret or guilt. There was only the future to look forward to, and that included the deep bond that came from dominating Hope.

Noah felt like he was finally off the leash. He thrust hard into her mouth, and Hope groaned, the sound a sizzling sensation on his skin. James walked by him on the way to the bathroom, but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except the humid pull of Hope’s mouth as she struggled to take him.

“More,” Noah demanded. He forced his cock in another inch. His balls were tight and high, nearly hitting Hope’s chin with every thrust of his hips.

She sucked harder, seeming to take up the challenge. Now that James had walked away, she brought her hands up and cupped his balls, rolling them in her small palm as she tongued him and sucked, bringing him to the back of her throat before pulling away.

“That’s it. Oh, darlin’, I am going to come. I’m going to pump cum into your mouth, and I want you to suck it all down.” He loved the idea of his cum in her belly. He would be a part of her all day, his taste on her tongue the way hers coated his senses.

She growled around his cock as if to say, “bring it on.”

She sucked in long passes and finally worked his cock to the very back of her throat. Just as Noah felt his spine tingling, Hope swallowed, engulfing his dick in warmth and pleasure, and his balls shot off.

Pure joy shot through his system as his every nerve lit with sensation. Hope sucked, her mouth working as Noah gave up his cum in jets, his hips pumping out every ounce. He let it sweep over him, his eyes rolling back, sweet release suffusing his body, his every muscle heavy with a languid peace.

Hope sat back, a smile on her face as she licked her lips, devouring everything he’d given her.

And he knew. She was more than enough woman for two men, and she would love everything he had to show her. Hope would be his wife, his friend, his lover, his bratty, gorgeous sub.

His grand passion.

And it was time to show her just what was in store. Noah shoved his jeans off and tossed his shirt aside.

“You look like the cat who got all the cream,” he said with a smile on his face. “I’m telling you something, darlin’, there’s more where that came from.”

He picked her up and tossed her on the bed. There was way more where that came from, and he would never stop giving it to her.

Hope watched as Noah crawled onto the bed. Though he’d just come, he stalked toward her, his muscles moving in a sleek, predatory fashion. He reminded her of a hungry tiger stalking his prey.

And she’d never wanted to get eaten more in her whole life. Being Noah’s meal was a pleasure beyond anything she’d known.