She was so hot. So fucking hot. He couldn't believe how wet she'd gotten from his belt. It had taken a lot of will power not to keep going. Not to get carried away...but it was hard when she clearly liked it so much.
"Maybe it would work if I went a little harder," he suggested. "Perhaps we'll revisit that sometime." He gave her ass an affectionate slap. "Turn over."
Killian sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs. Logan knelt between them. He lowered his head, placing a kiss on her clit before gently starting to suck on it.
"Logan," she moaned, "that feels so good." He could do the most incredible things with his lips.
He continued to pleasure her with his mouth, working a finger into her slippery pussy. She let out a soft cry as he started to put pressure on her g-spot. She was so damn tight. Logan couldn't stop himself from wondering how good it would feel to be buried deeply in it. Not that he would do it, of course. He completely respected Jack's wish of not fucking Killian's pussy, but it didn't stop him from thinking wistfully of it on occasion.
Logan withdrew his, now well lubricated, finger from her snatch and pressed gently on her backdoor with it. He heard a sharp intake of breath from her as her ring yielded to his finger.
"Are you sore from last night?" he asked.
"Not really."
"Good. Because you will be tomorrow," he said, finally fitting the whole length of his finger into her asshole. "I'm in the mood to fuck you today. And I don't feel like being gentle." By the time Logan was done speaking, he'd noticed quite a lot of cum ooze out of her pussy. "Think you can handle that, buttslut?"
"Yes, Sir," she said bravely. Logan wondered if Killian was really as comfortable with anal as she sounded or if she was a masochist. Either would be great. Both would be amazing.
With his other hand, Logan fit a finger inside her pussy so he was penetrating both holes at the same time. He tongued her clit until she was squirming. He paused to ask, "Think you could handle this but with cock instead of my fingers?"
"Which hole?" asked Killian, her breathing growing heavier.
"Both. One cock in each hole."
"Like you and Jack?"
"Unless you have two other studs who are willing to fuck you together."
"I don't think y'all can fit in me at the same time," she said with a wide-eyed, innocent look that made Logan want to see just how much he could fit inside her.
"We'll get it to fit, don't worry," he growled. "You love brother dick so fucking much that you'd get off harder than you ever have before if we were fucking you at the same time. Bet it would make you squirt." Killian just gazed at him wearing an expression that was part stunned and part lusty. "God, I can see it in your eyes," he continued. "You want that so fucking bad, don't you, you twisted little slut?"
"Yes, I do," Killian admitted.
Logan's mouth was already busy with her clit again. He was sucking on it while he lightly fingered both her holes. Her hips were bucking and she kept thrusting into his hands.
"Fuck," she panted. "Fuck. Oh fuck." She was so worked up.
"What is it, princess?" he asked sweetly. "Are you going to cum?" He knew taking a break from her clit long enough to speak to her would be enough to keep her on the edge. "Did you get that turned on by the idea of Jack and I taking you together?"
"Yes," she whimpered.
"Your sloppy cunt is gushing all over my finger, dirty girl." It was true. And it was insanely hot. "Killian, I want you to repeat after me: I am a dirty girl."
"
I am a dirty girl
," she said.
"I am a slut for two brothers."
"
I am a slut for two brothers
."
"I want to be their plaything."
"
I want to be their plaything,
" she repeated.
"I'm going to make you cum now, Killian," he told her. "I want you repeat those three sentences until you've finished cumming. Do you remember them?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Good." His lips returned their non-speaking job. He'd figured out just how she liked it and he was ready to give her what she wanted.
"I am a dirty girl," he heard Killian start her speech. "I am a slut for two brothers. I want to be their plaything."
Logan was sucking her clit with rhythmic dedication.
"I am a dirty girl. I am a slut for two brothers. I want to be their plaything," her voice wavered slightly.
Logan could feel both her holes clenching on his fingers. Her body was tense. She was so close.
"I am a dirty girl I am a slut for two brothers I want to be their plaything I am a dirty girl I am a slut for two brothers," her voice was getting all breathy, but she diligently continued her chant. "I want to be their plaything."
He continued his steady pace as her muscles began to spasm. She shuddered. She tried to close her knees as the pleasure overwhelmed her but Logan pulled his fingers out of her and forced them apart. He kept his lips firmly on her clit though.
"I am a dirty girl. I am a slut for two brothers. I want--" she stammered, "I want to be their plaything." She clutched the back of Logan's head, encouraging the stimulation his tongue provided while she came. "I-I am..." She could barely speak, completely taken by her orgasm. "I am a dirty girl!" she moaned loudly.
Logan let up on her, only when he was sure she had finished cumming. "Yes, you are," he agreed, standing up and grabbing the lube from his bedside table. "Come with me, slut. Time to get fucked."
His room, being the former den, still had a couch in it, which was where he was headed. The arm rest was a little taller than his bed, and he needed the extra height for what he wanted to do with her. He sat Killian on one of the heavily padded, leather arms of the sofa and pulled her butt to the edge. Logan poured a bit of lube into his palm and worked it over the head and then down the shaft until the whole thing was slick. He wiped the rest on her anus.
He aligned his cock with the tiny hole he was about to enter. He pressed his rigid member into her slowly, feeling her squeeze him inch by inch. He'd only ever taken Killian from behind before. Now, he got to see her while he entered her. The way she bit her lip when he sank his cock in all the way was so hot. He took her by the legs, pulling out a little before thrusting deeply into her.
"I love how wet your pussy gets when I fuck your ass," said Logan, touching the fluid leaking from her hole. Killian's only response was a loud moan as he moved in and out, spearing her steadily with his shaft. Logan started working one of his fingers into her dripping slit.
"Sir," she squeaked, "your finger won't fit while you're in my ass."
"You have to try, princess. I'm letting you practice for taking two dicks at the same time. How else will you be able to take brother dick?" At that, Killian thrust herself onto his shaft a little quicker. She was soaking wet, and he finally managed to wedge his finger inside all the way.
"Can you feel your cock with your finger?" asked Killian.
"Yes." He stroked her hole slowly. "You can feel for yourself," he suggested. "Put your finger in next to mine."
"But, Sir," she probably knew there was no use in protesting, "I'm so full already."
"I know," he groaned. "It feels incredible." Killian tentatively pressed her finger against Logan's, fighting for limited space. Her copious lubrication allowed her to squeeze the tip in. "That's it," Logan encouraged her as she whimpered. "Just a little more." He could tell it was a lot for her. She was trying so hard for him. Logan had stayed still while she was trying to stretch herself, but once her finger was next to his, he slowly moved his cock, pulling it out a bit and then pushing it home gently.
"Holy fuck," Killian gasped. "Ow. Oh, wow."
"You doing okay, sweetheart?"
She nodded. "It's just so much."
"You can take your finger out now; play with your clit. You did so well," he praised. "You've probably never been so stretched out, huh?"
Killian keened in agreement and gratitude as she pulled her finger back out. "So full," she managed to say.
Logan kept fingering her pussy while he steadily fucked her ass. He adjusted his fingers, looking for the spot that would melt her. He knew when he found it because she started meeting his thrusts eagerly, forcing him faster and deeper. "I'm going to shoot my seed deep inside you," he growled.
"Please, Sir," she wailed. He was plunged to the hilt when he started to cum. He noted the peculiar sensation of his cock flexing against his finger through the thin wall that separated them. Feeling Logan fill her ass with his hot sperm had been all Killian needed. "Oh god, please, fucking yes, Logan, thank you. Oh my god, thank you."
Long after their final tremors ended, Logan finally pulled out. He took Killian's hands and sat her up. She snaked her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist, her lips locking with his. She kissed him hard and hot and long before she let him go.
"Kneel here." Logan motioned right in front of the couch. Killian sunk to her knees before him. "Keep your feet where they are but spread your knees." He nudged them with his foot. She moved as requested, exposing herself to him. "Back straight. Tits out. Hands on your thighs." He appraised her once she'd adjusted her position. "Perfect." She was beautiful. "If I ask you to kneel, this is how you will do it."
"Yes, Sir."
He handed her a pack of baby wipes which he had pre-placed in his room earlier that day. "Clean my cock."
He stood in front of her while she took out a wipe. He was going to tell her to be gentle, but he found the warning unnecessary. Her small hands caressed his manhood with the utmost care. She wiped him slowly, gently, meticulously, until his cock and balls were completely clean. "Thank you, sweetheart." He patted her on the head.
Logan grabbed his phone and sat back down on the couch. He thought he should figure out something for lunch. He could keep Killian where she was for a while.
"Excuse me, Sir," Killian interrupted him tentatively.
"Yes?" He looked up at her from his phone.
"Would you like me to stay like this?"
"Yes, princess." His eyes lingered on her. Maybe he would make them sandwiches for lunch, he thought absently. It was hard to think about anything but Killian when she was around. He noticed her nipples were hard. They were so cute he just wanted to bite them. His eyes drifted lower--his phone long forgotten--to her parted legs and her pussy on display.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked self-consciously.
