Club Destiny 1 Conviction (35 page)

“While Luke removes his clothes,
I want you to turn and face me, put your legs up.” Sam followed his
instructions, putting herself on display for him

“Lift.” Logan instructed, sliding
her thong down her legs. “Damn your pussy’s wet, baby.”

More than he knew. Her juices
were steadily flowing, and the more he looked at her, the wetter she got.

The couch dipped behind her with
Luke’s weight. He pulled her back against him, lifting her knees and spreading
them wider, putting her on full display for Logan.

She needed one of them to touch
her, but they were dragging this out, torturing her.

“I bought you some toys, baby.”
Logan stated, bringing Sam down from her high.

What was he going to do?

He picked up a plastic wrapped
item from the table in front of him. How had she not seen it? Looking closer, she
noticed it was a vibrator. A large, pink one at that.

“This is for the times when I
can’t be with you.” He stretched forward, placing the silicon tip against her
clit, then turning on the vibration, eliciting a moan from her.

“Show me how you pleasure yourself
when I’m not there.” He demanded, and this time Sam could hear the strain in
his voice.

Served him right.

She reached for the vibrator, but
she didn’t remove it from her clit. That was exactly where she needed it. Now
that she was in control, she could increase the pressure and… oh God that felt
good. Too good. She felt the knot of pleasure tighten in her womb, the
vibration just enough to give her the release she so desperately needed.

Luke pinched her nipple… hard,
and the vibrator jerked off of her clit. With little grace, Sam continued to
play with herself, sliding the pink toy between her pussy lips, using her own
juices as lubrication.

“Fuck yourself.”

Sam’s eyes jerked to Logan’s and
she could see the passion there, the sheer pleasure he derived from watching
her was enough to have her shoving the silicone toy deep inside her cunt, the
vibrations strong enough to…

“Harder.”

This time Luke was instructing
her, taking the vibrator from her hand and impaling her on it, harder, faster.

“Take it.” He ordered, still
holding her tight in his arms, her legs still splayed open, Logan watching as
she did as she was told, fucking herself with the large pink toy.

She mirrored Luke’s pace, pushing
herself higher until… oh jeeezus! He had a small vibrator on his finger, and he
was grinding it on her clit. Unable to focus on the effort to fuck herself,
Sam’s hand dropped, Logan picking up the toy, slamming it inside of her while
Luke continued to vibrate her clit until…

“I’m coming!” Sam gritted her
teeth, her body tightening, her orgasm slamming through her until she no longer
knew where she was.

When she came back down to earth,
she was lying on the couch, Luke no longer behind her, but Logan was perched
over her, his eyes hooded, his breaths ragged. “My turn.”

The demanding tone of his voice
brought her completely to.

“Turn over.”

Sam used what little strength she
had left to flip herself over onto her stomach. Logan immediately pulled her
back onto her knees, while Luke maneuvered in front of her, his cock in his
hand.

Luke’s fingers combed her hair
back, twining into the long strands as he pulled her head forward. “I want you
to suck my cock, just like you did the other night. I want to feel that hot
mouth on me.”

Tomorrow she might be embarrassed
by how hot their words made her, but tonight, it was all about the satisfaction
she could find in the arms of these two men. Despite the tidal wave of sexual
bliss that had washed over her moments ago, Sam was anxious for more. She
didn’t want this night to end, didn’t want these two men to stop until she
passed out from the pleasure.

She ran her tongue over the
swollen head, his hands tightening in her hair, pulling her closer. Her
attention focused solely on Luke, sucking, and licking him as he groaned, his
cock pulsing in her mouth, Sam almost forgot about Logan. Until she felt his
hands on her hips.

What he was doing, she didn’t
know, didn’t care. Each flick of her tongue brought more raspy growls from
Luke, his grip on her hair bordering on pain, but spurring her on.

Something cool and wet slid down
the crack of her ass, and Sam knew what Logan was doing, but she couldn’t bring
herself to care.

“Your mouth is so hot. Suck me
harder, Sam.”

Her attention was once again
diverted to Luke, as she sucked him deep into her mouth, letting him set the
pace as he thrust forward, pulled back, his groans louder in the silence of the
night.

She felt Logan’s fingers as they
trailed down the crack of her ass; gliding through what she figured out was
lubrication. She should be scared. She should be terrified. She should not be
pushing against Logan’s finger, but she was.

Sam might not be a sexual
deviant, but she wasn’t an innocent when it came to the sex games other people
played. She watched television. She read books. She knew what he was doing, and
she liked it.

She rocked backward, trying to
get closer to his finger, slowing when she felt a tight pinch of pain, proof
he’d inserted one finger inside of her. She stopped, breathed in, her brain
beginning to interfere, making her think about what he was doing.

“Suck me.” Luke demanded, pulling
her hair and successfully distracting her from the pleasure/pain she was shying
away from. “I want to bury my cock in your throat.”

Sam focused on Luke, her eyes
meeting his, so similar to Logan’s, yet so different, as he stroked his other
hand tenderly down her cheek, sending confusing messages to her brain. How
could someone so dominant be so gentle?

“You like to have my dick down
your throat, don’t you, Sam? And you like Logan’s finger in your ass while you
suck my dick.”

She did. She loved the attention
these two men were throwing at her, the eroticism of it all. Knowing she was
using and being used, giving pleasure and taking it.

“It feels good, Sam.” Luke said,
holding her head tighter. 

Sam hollowed her cheeks, sucking
him further in, forcing him all the way until the head of his cock touched the
back of her throat. Breathing through her nose, she fought back the urge to
gag, let her throat relax while she swallowed.

“Fuck.” Luke jerked back, pulling
his cock from her mouth then leaned further back giving her access to his
balls. “I’m not ready to come yet, and your mouth is so fucking hot.”

Needing to keep her mind off of
the fact that Logan was now fucking her ass with his fingers, the feeling
foreign and uncomfortable, Sam licked Luke’s balls, gently sucking one, then
the other into her mouth.

“Damn, baby.”

As she continued to pleasure Luke
with her tongue, Logan continued to finger her ass, now with two fingers, and
she was moaning as the pleasure slammed through her. The pain disappeared, and
the only thing she felt was a hot, pulsing need as her pussy spasmed. She
rocked back onto his fingers, driving him deeper. Then Logan removed two
fingers, replacing them with three and the bite of pain was almost too much.

“Relax, baby.” Logan coaxed her,
his fingers pushing farther, deeper. Then he was leaning over her, his mouth
near her ear as he continued to drive his fingers inside her ass. “You like
that.” He said, not a question. “I want to fuck your ass, Sam. I want to bury
my cock in your ass while Luke fucks your wet pussy.”

She couldn’t focus on Luke, so
Sam pushed up on her hands, continuing to rock back on Logan’s fingers while he
whispered erotic words in her ear. Logan slowed his thrusts, letting his
fingers slide from her ass as he urged her over onto her side.

“Turn over. On your back.”

Sam welcomed the brief reprieve,
her body strung so tight, she thought she might break. Then Logan buried his
face between her legs, lapping at her, sucking her clit until fire was shooting
through her veins, her hands gripping the couch beneath her. The impact of her
orgasm was going to be brutal, and she didn’t want him to stop.

“So sweet.” Logan murmured from
between her legs, pushing his tongue inside of her, then returning to flick
repeatedly across the swollen nub that ached for release. She was so close.

Just when she thought she would
get the chance to come again, Logan stopped, crawling up between her legs,
crushing his mouth down on hers. She tasted herself on his lips, his tongue,
and she gripped his head, holding him close as she devoured his mouth. She was
blazing, and she couldn’t take much more.

Pulling back, Logan’s breaths
were as erratic as hers, his eyes wild. “Turn over.”

Sam turned, finding Luke lying at
the end of the couch, donning a condom, watching her intently. “Come here,
baby.”

God, his voice was so much like
Logan’s, his body was the mirror image, yet she knew instinctively which man
was which. That didn’t stop her from crawling up his body, her lips trailing
kisses from the tip of his cock, up over his abs, over his rock hard pecs.

“Are you ready to be fucked?”
Luke growled, pulling her down on top of him, his lips brushing hers.

“God, yes.” She groaned, pushing
her tongue inside of his mouth, begging for more.

As they kissed, Luke positioned
her, thrusting himself inside of her, taking her breath away. She lifted her
mouth from his, her eyes closed as she bit back the cry, her body immediately
opening to take him in.

Once her body adjusted to
accommodate his size, she opened her eyes, staring down at him. For a second,
she could almost pretend he was Logan, but something in the dark depths of his
eyes was different. Harder.

Luke continued to thrust, holding
her still and doing all of the work. The friction, a sweet reward after all of
the teasing. She felt more lubrication slide down the crack of her ass, then
Logan’s hands were on her hips, alongside Luke’s.

“Have you ever had two cocks
inside of you at the same time?” Luke asked, nipping her bottom lip while he
continued the sharp thrusts that were threatening to send her over the edge.

“No.” She exhaled the word, not
wanting to talk. She wanted to feel him as he filled her, pounded inside of
her.

Logan leaned over her, gently
nipping her shoulder, lapping the sting with his tongue. “Tonight you’re going
to take both of us. Do you want to take us both, Sam?”

Luke slowed his movements, and
Sam paused, gritting her teeth to keep from coming. She didn’t answer Logan,
not because she didn’t want to, but because she was scared of what the answer
would be. She wanted to feel them both inside of her, filling her, but she knew
she shouldn’t want it.

“I won’t continue until you
answer me, Sam.”

Luke stopped moving beneath her
as they both waited for her answer. Tipping her chin until she looked him in
the eyes, Luke asked her again. “Is this what you want? If it isn’t, we’ll
stop.”

Sam groaned; her pussy tightening
around the cock lodged deep inside of her. “Please don’t stop.” She said,
turning to see Logan’s eyes, the same green and brown mix as Luke’s but
reflecting something entirely different.

Sam could see the love in his
eyes, the total concern for her wellbeing, and she knew in that moment that she
would give this man anything, and she would take anything he would give. “I
want this.”

Luke thrust again, pulling her
attention back to him. “Kiss me. Now.” He ordered, pulling her head forward,
crushing his mouth to hers, sucking her tongue in an imitation of what his cock
was doing to her. She thrust her tongue into his mouth, moaning as she fought
to hang on.

Then there was pressure, and a
flood of pain that quickly subsided as Logan gently pushed his cock inside of
her virgin ass.

Damn, it hurt. Before she could
think, before she could scream, Luke was kissing her hard, holding her head
down so her mouth aligned with his. He kissed her with a fierceness she didn’t
expect. Letting his tongue duel with hers, she focused on his kiss, using it as
the deterrent she knew that it was.

And then the pain was gone and
the only thing she felt was… full. Completely full, with Luke filling her pussy
and Logan filling her ass. Waves of sensation crashed down on her as Luke began
to thrust upward, while Logan pulled back, then they were rocking in a rhythm
that set her body ablaze.

“Fuck. You’re so tight.” Logan
groaned, continuing with the slow, gentle assault on her ass. “That’s it baby,
fuck me.”

Sam pushed herself up at an
angle, bracing herself with her hands on Luke’s chest, letting both men thrust
harder, faster.

“Oh God!” It was intense,
overwhelming.

Luke’s cock brushed every
sensitive nerve ending, while Logan quickened his pace, a sensual pleasure/pain
so severe, Sam was overwhelmed with the intensity, her orgasm building,
teetering on the edge of amazing.