Chapter 23
Artemisia I moan loudly as the pleasure overwhelms me. And even if I canât remember ever having felt that much pleasure, I keep begging for more.
Iâm losing my mind, and they arenât even fucking me.
Clawing onto the bed sheets, I keep myself from flying away in ecstasy.
Iâm still catching my breath as Matthew kisses his way back up to my breast, nibbling at my skin in relish.
Logan moves his hands up to my face, making me look up at him.
âWe arenât allowed to fuck you, yet. But just imagine how good that will feel.â His smirk has my heart doing a backflip.
âWhy not?â I ask, mewling.
âBecause we made a deal,â Matthew says, as he kisses me, making me taste myself on his tongue.
âThat we wonât take you if we arenât all three present.â
I groan, letting my head fall back on the bed. âGo fetch him then!â
They chuckle, continuing to kiss me.
âIâm serious,â I moan, biting my bottom lip. âI need it! Please.â
Logan moves his hands to the back of my knees, pulling me onto his lap while spreading my legs again. I gasp, watching Matthew position himself between my legs while Logan kisses the top of my head. âDonât worry, babe. We will make sure that you are as satisfied as possible.â
Matthew lowers his pants, surely to arouse me.
And Goddess does it work.
He strokes his hard dick teasingly, making my pussy pulsate in anticipation.
My mind fogs itself with the thought of how good he would feel inside of me.
I bite my bottom lip as Iâm still being held open for him by Logan. Moving my hands up to wrap them around Loganâs neck, I whimper lowly, my body shaking as it yearns for a release.
Gulping down my pleading, I keep my eyes glued on Matthew, enjoying the show, my mind picturing every possible position they will fuck me in.
All three of them.
My eyes risk rolling in the back of my head just at the thought of it, increasing my desire for them even more.
Just as I think, I canât take it anymore, Matthew crawls towards me. Putting a hand next to me, he pushes two fingers into me.
I scream in pleasure as he pulls them out slowly before slamming them back in.
âAh! Fuck! Yes!â He seems to enjoy my reaction as he repeats it a few times, making me feel his knuckles pressing against my pussy as he buries his fingers deeply inside of me.
Slowly he starts to fingerfuck me harder and harder. I bury my nails into Logan's back as I come hard and loud.
Logan kisses my cheek, letting go of my legs to move his hands up and knead my breasts as Matthew keeps moving his fingers in and out of me, making me climb down my high pleasurably.
âMy turn,â He whispers in my ears, making me shiver pleasantly as Matthew smiles at me.
As Matthew gets back on his knees, Logan pushes me off him gently. âGet on all fours. Spread your knees apart.â
His smirk has goosebumps rising on my skin, and I move to get on my knees before I lower myself on my hands.
He positions himself behind me, while Matthew comes to lie beneath me, kissing me.
Loganâs fingers start playing with my pussy, exploring every corner of it.
I moan into Matthewâs mouth as his fumbling gets more intense, and I scream as he slaps my clit gently.
Matthew breaks the kiss and grins at me as he plays with my breasts. I arch my back, exposing my core even more to Loganâs teasing.
Closing my eyes, I enjoy their fingers and lips exploring my body pleasurably while my moans fill the room.
âRemember the rules, babe. You arenât allowed to pleasure us.â Matthew says with a smirk before repositioning himself beneath me.
I realize why he said it as his delectable cock is dangerously near my face, literally calling for me to take him into my mouth.
But I donât even get so far as to think about it as he pushes my knees farther apart, making me descend directly onto his mouth.
My pussy stretched open perfectly for him to reach my throbbing core deeply.
And as Iâm thinking about how this should be Loganâs turn again, he pushes his fingers into me.
Being licked from beneath while being fingerfucked is surely one of the hottest experiences that Iâve ever made.
I donât even finish screaming how Iâm about to cum as I must be already covering Matthew in my juices.
âFuck!â I hear him chuckle as he licks me clean.
âSo fucking beautiful,â Logan adds, wrapping his arms around me to pull me against his frame.
As I slump against him, I watch Matthew wipe his mouth clean with his hand.
âAnother round, babe. And then we can go to sleep,â Logan whispers into my ear, making me chuckle.
Oh, they are going to make me die the best death ever.