All Novel Sweet
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I felt a hand winding into my hair pulling me away from Master Evan. I turned my face and Master Damien’s tongue swept into my mouth. His chest hair tickled my upper back, but I still felt the leather of his pants pushing against the skin of my lower back. By the feel of it, he was desperately trying to remove his clothing with one hand without losing contact with my mouth.
Turning toward Master Damien I placed my hands over his as he unlaced his clothing.
“Let me, Master,” I whispered licking down his chest to get to my knees.
They had not lost their speed and a kneeling pad was beneath me before I hit the ground.
I removed Master Damien’s boots and then his pants, allowing his cock to spring free. Before I could taste it, Master Kein was in front of me. As per normal, they each wanted the same treatment and I had no problem undressing all of them.
When I was done, Master Christof picked me up and carried me toward the bedroom. He attacked my mouth with such force I was surprised we made it through the door at all. Master Christof was a wonderful kisser and I pulled him as close as I could. I looked up and was surprised at the bed.
The bed was covered in their colors now. Several spreads covered the large circular space and they each held my Master’s insignia. When I had come in before it had not looked like this.
“How did you…?” I started to ask and Master Christof cut me off with another hard kiss.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.
He lay me down across the covers and they stared for a moment. The way they were looking told me to be still and let them enjoy.
“You are ours,” Master Bane said crawling onto the bed.
He took a foot and started to lick and suck at the toes. Master Evan copied him on the other side. Master Kein and Master Damien each took a hand as Master Christof attacked my center. It was too much attention after much too long without.
When Master Kein reached my breasts and pulled the turgid nipples into his mouth, I screamed in orgasm. My back arched off the bed and every muscle tensed. They didn’t even pause, Master Christof just aimed himself and thrust in.
Flipping me so I straddled him, I fought to control myself. Master Christof wouldn’t stop moving and grabbed my hips forcing my spasming cunt up and down on his shaft. In an attempt to control his frenzied pace I leaned down to kiss him.
My tongue ran over the smooth seam of his lips and he opened for me. His vicious fangs were down inside his mouth and I explored them thoroughly. It seemed to work.
The hands on my hips had slowed to a reasonable pace. His movements no longer reminded me of a frantic mad man. I moved my lips along his jaw and sucked lightly on his neck.
As I kissed Master Christof and enjoyed his more leisurely pace I felt hands pulling my ass cheeks apart. Moaning softly the man behind me removed the plug. I prayed this man would be less agitated than Master Christof had been when he started.
Oil was dripped and stroked into me. Fingers speared me preparing the way for something much larger. They were so quick in their preparation, I had very little time to wonder who wanted me like this.
Master Bane’s furry chest was on my back a moment later. He slid his thick cock home in a single thrust. My ass was stretched from the plug, but it had been a long time since I was used this way. The stretch burned, especially so thanks to Master Bane’s now rapid movements. I needed to calm him.
Master Christof was moving at one pace and Master Bane at another. I couldn’t accommodate both of them easily. It felt like they were going to tear me apart.
Leaning on one hand I reached for Master Bane with the other. I pulled his face along side mine and turned my head to kiss his lips. Murmuring softly how much I loved him, I continued to brush my lips along his face and beard. Finally he relaxed.
I felt the change when Master Bane and Master Christof started to work together. Their languid thrusts were alternating and easier to take. Leaning into Master Christof I lapped at his chest and enjoyed his taste.
Master Christof’s hands continued to grip my thighs, but the hold was no longer tight. The light guidance was reassuring not controlling. Whatever had them so aggressive was slipping away as they ground against me.
The pressure was building low in my stomach again. Master Kein was beside us flicking the rings on my nipples slowly driving me to pleasurable distraction. Master Damien and Master Evan sat watching, their eyes burning hotly into mine whenever I looked their way.
Master Bane came first, crushing me to Master Christof as he exploded in my ass. Master Christof wasn’t far behind him, sucking so hard on my neck I was sure he’d left a hickey. They unwound from me and rolled off as Master Kein approached.
Master Kein just wanted a few unspoiled moments with my breasts. His Brothers didn’t interrupt as he rubbed, licked, and toyed with the plentiful mounds.
“Would you like to fuck them, Master Kein?” I offered.
The blazing look in his eyes told me yes, he most certainly would, but Master Evan voiced their confusion. “How would he do that?”
I arranged myself on the bed so my head was propped up and forward. When I asked, Master Evan gave me the oil and I coated my breasts and the valley between with it. Master Kein couldn’t stop watching. Using my hands I pushed my tits together and looked up at him.
He figured it out very quickly. Straddling my chest, Master Kein aimed his long length and started to viciously fuck my breasts. Most of his strokes landed his tip between my lips, but with his frantic movements it was difficult to catch him every time.
“It must be deposited in a living body, Kein,” Master Damien insisted sitting beside us and watching.
“If any doesn’t go in my mouth, Master Damien, I will lick it up for you,” I offered.