This is the penultimate chapter of
Insatiable
! Be sure to stick around for Part 12 which will also include a teaser for the next book in the series,
Inevitable
.
Hope you enjoy reading this part as much as I enjoyed writing it! - alicynchains
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PART 11 - Double-Dicked
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KILLIAN
Killian was woken by the sound of her own moan. There was a warm, wet tongue, sliding down her pussy. Probing her gently. If felt incredible. She could feel spit or cum sliding down to her ass. Groggy but aroused, she thrust a little.
It felt so good.
She didn't even feel fingers. Only lips and tongue. But they were doing wonderful things to her clitoris. It was all she could do to keep herself from moaning again. His lips were suctioned to her nub. Sucking and tonguing it at the same time.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, a rush of pleasure overwhelmed her, cresting and causing a wave of rapid contractions through her pussy. Her body tensed, and her eyelids fluttered. She ran her fingers through his short hair affectionately as her tremors subsided.
She paused. Short hair. She lifted the blankets and was surprised to see Logan looking up at her. "Good morning, princess."
Killian looked around, confirming she was still in Jack's room. "Logan," she breathed, "hi."
"Surprise you?" he grinned.
"Mm," smirked Killian, "I should have known that was your tongue."
"I hope that's a compliment," he raised an eyebrow.
"You're better with your mouth," she admitted, "but Jack's better with his fingers." She shrugged. It was true. Logan once went down on her and made her cum several times in a row. But Jack knew how to hit her g-spot every time and had recently mastered the art of rubbing her clit in little circles with his thumb at the same time which was a skill Killian didn't have at all.
"That's fair," decided Logan.
"You and Jack switch in the middle of the night or something?"
"Jack decided to leave early. Had to make a stop on the way. Dad's at work. Mom's having brunch with her sister. So, I thought I'd come say hi. Make sure you don't wake up alone."
"That was a great way to wake up. Thanks, stud. I didn't realize we were going separately."
"Yeah. Don't worry, he has your bag and stuff in the truck already," he told her. "You ready to have some fun today?"
"Mm, what kind of fun," purred Killian.
"First, I need to use my slut-slave. Then get dressed and get some food. Then we're gonna go for a ride."
"A ride?"
"We'll meet Jack there so he doesn't have to drive back. Think you can do a couple hours on my bike?"
"I think that completely depends on how you are about to use me, Sir," she said slyly. If Logan was feeling rough and wanted to plow her ass, she wasn't sure she would want to spend any time on his bike.
"I just want your mouth for now," he chuckled.
Killian slid down his body, enjoying the feel of muscle under her fingers. She wrapped her lips around the tip of Logan's hard cock. She could taste precum. She worked the head with her tongue and used one hand to stroke his shaft.
She loved pleasing him. She paid close attention to every moan and movement, memorizing what he'd liked best and tuning her technique with it.
She caressed his sack, holding him carefully in her small hands. "Your balls feel so full, Sir," she murmured, admiring their weight and warmth.
"I have so much cum to give you, sweetheart," he promised.
She sucked with rhythmic dedication. Then she forced his cock down her throat like she was trying to swallow it.
"Aw, does princess want cum?" he crooned.
"Pleasshh," she said as best she could with his dick in her mouth. "Pleasshh, Shir."
Logan pressed his hand firmly to the back of her head. He thrust deeply, over and over; her eyes watered. He did have a thing for face-fucking her. Just when Killian started to question her ability to keep going, he drove his twitching piece down her throat and held her there until he had drained his balls completely. He drew her, spluttering, up onto his chest.
He stroked her cheek and affectionately said, "This is a good look on you." He wiped her damp cheek lightly. Her face felt wet and sticky, and she was sure she looked like a complete mess. Logan yawned and sat up. "Get dressed, sweetheart," he said. "I'll make some coffee."
"Thanks," she smiled.
JACK
Logan had texted Jack when they were two hours out and again when they were 20 minutes away. It gave Jack just enough time to clean himself and change clothes. Jack had been going non-stop for hours. He was satisfied with what he'd managed to do, but still nervous at the prospect of Killian seeing it. Once showered and changed, Jack spent the remaining time until Killian's arrival pacing back and forth.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath when he heard the sound of a motorcycle approaching. This was it. He got up to greet them.
Killian's eyes were closed and Logan held her hand as they walked over to him. Logan was taking in the sight with a look of utter amazement on his face. When they were standing next to him, Logan silently mouthed to Jack, "Holy fuck." Jack just grinned.
"Killie?" Jack said. She started, not having known he was right next to her. "Why are your eyes closed?"
"Because Logan said so." They were still shut tight.
"Well, you should probably open them and say hello to me," he said matter-of-factly.
Killian opened her eyes. She cocked her head as she stared straight ahead. She blinked several times and then said, "What the actual fuck?" She turned her head to look at Jack, questions written all over her face. "Where am I?" She looked so confused.
"Camping?" said Jack.
"Whatβ" her eyes drifted away from Jack, unable to keep from scanning her surroundings. "I don'tβwhat the fuck is this?"