Killed In Action

Belly down on the bed, I turned my face towards Ethan as Seth alternated between a rough and gentle massage on my ass cheeks. Ethan gave me a tiny, tired smile and his long dark lashes fluttered against his cheeks. I pulled my arm away from my side and traced my index finger down the curve of Ethan's nose, over his lips, and then up towards his eyebrows, whispering to him not to fall asleep.

The sharp, stinging smack against my ass made me yelp in surprise. Ethan's eyes popped open, but he kept his eyes on me as he offered me a smirk, almost like he'd expected Seth to be so aggressive.

Another harder slap had me gasping and unable to decide if I liked it or not. "Seth!"

"I wanna hear you scream. You held it in for Ethan, don't ever hold it in with me," he whispered next to my ear as he settled over me. It was all he said before I felt him pushing into my pussy from behind.

My body stiffened and I inhaled sharply. He was wider than Ethan and the pain that came was unexpected. It must've been the new position and added width. When I didn't make so much as a whimper, Seth spanked me again. My fingers curled into the pillowcase beneath my head as I bared my teeth.

I was going to show him. It was a battle of how long I could stay quiet. How dare he spank me again!

I swore I could feel his naked chest rippling against my shoulder blades as he settled fully on top of me. He tore my hands from the pillowcase and squished them under my chest. I lifted my upper body, trying to be somewhat accommodating—at least with body positioning—and folded my hands together just above my breasts before settling back down. The pillow beneath my head was yanked out from under me and thrown to the floor.

Goodbye, cushy comfort.

"Are you in pain?" he breathed into my ear.

I gave a nonchalant shrug. It wasn't a sharp knife stabbing pain, but it was there. "A little, it's just a burn now."

He licked the auricle of my ear. "Can I move?"

I hesitated, but the minute I nodded he wrapped his arms around my middle, almost hugging me to him, and pumped forward. I should've known he hadn't been fully inside of me yet. My eyes slammed shut and my jaw clenched. I started inhaling air through my nose and holding it in repeatedly to try and deal with the deep burning spreading through my lower body. I bit my lip hard, trying to search for that bit of pleasure so it would outweigh the pain.

"Ow," I whimpered, trying to pull one of my hands free so I could push against Seth's hips, but he wouldn't let me move. "Seth, wait."

He instantly stilled. The only sign of his exertion—or that he was struggling to stop—was his shallow breathing fanning the exposed side of my face. He loosened his hug around me and flattened one of his hands against my midriff. He pulled his other hand out from between me and the bed to rub soothingly at my side.

"I'll go slowly," he said, his words choppy and dripping with barely tamed need. "You've no idea how long I've wanted to fuck you this way. So I'll wait until you're ready."

Seth trailed kisses at the juncture of my shoulders and neck. Between each kiss and suckle, he whispered words that made my cheeks flush with desire and embarrassment. I'm not sure how long this went on, but I found that the more his deep, seductive voice spoke into my ear the more I wanted him to move, but it was obvious he'd meant what he said. He wouldn't move until I was ready. Ethan raised an eyebrow, obviously seeing that I was ready for Seth to start. The tired smile spread easily across his face before his eyes shifted to stare at Seth.

"Seth, you can move now," I said, wiggling my hips.

I felt his teeth nip before it morphed into a smile pressed into my skin. "You think it's going to be that easy again? Oh no, pet, now you're gonna have to work for it." I squealed as he smacked the side of my ass and pulled out.

"No, please!"

"Oh baby, beg me," he said with a guttural growl before sitting on the bed and settling his back against the headboard.

He gave a 'come-to-me-if-you-dare' look, with one of his black eyebrows high and his mouth curled into a smirk. "Crawl to me, Cassie."

Still settled, in shock, on my belly I scowled up at him. "Are you kidding me? It was just starting to feel good. Why are you—"

Seth held a hand up, giving me a pained expression. "Don't think I didn't notice your defiance earlier. Know that this is hurting me way more than it's hurting you."

"I seriously doubt that," I mumbled. Clucking my tongue on the roof of my mouth, I pouted but slowly got to my wobbly knees and did what he asked.

His hand shot out and cupped the side of my face when I got a little closer. His thumb forced my bottom lip down and he started to lean forward, like he wanted a kiss but stilled. "Ethan doesn't talk back," he said with a thoughtful expression as his eyes moved over my face. His smile was slow and gleam in his eyes looked far more pleased that it should have. "I'm gonna have so much fun with you."

I raised an eyebrow and slowed my crawl towards him... it wasn't like I had far to go, but I was going to be defiant until the end.

"Are you going slowly on purpose?" Seth asked. His words were whispered, but still held a harsh warning at the challenge I potentially presented.

I glanced down at my chest at the feel of my breasts swaying as I crawled to him. Frowning, I heaved a sigh. "I was, but now that I've checked out my assets, I'll go faster," I replied, quickly going to him.

Seth pursed his lips together and cast me a look of disapproval, but he didn't say anything as I straddled his thighs. My fingers itched, ready to play with the large prize in his lap, but I resisted. If it was a battle of wits and who could resist longer, I would win. Besides, I'd already had my big O, so I could hold out. Could Seth?

"I bet your balls are aching," I said and immediately sunk my teeth into my bottom lip. Tilting my head in a pseudo-shy manner to my shoulder, I pushed my chest forward.

His mouth curved up. "You really want to do this? You'll lose. I promise you."

I raised an eyebrow and traced the tip of my tongue over the underside of my upper teeth. "Let me be in charge and you'll lose. I promise you."

Seth snorted and rubbed his hands over his thighs. "You wanna be in charge?" He paused when I nodded and then gestured towards his lap. "Be my guest."

I scowled as his crass gesture and then pouted my lips, but the gears in my head were turning. He'd given in way too easily to my suggestion. It was a complete one-eighty from less than two minutes ago. If he'd had a long-sleeved shirt on, I'd say there was something up his sleeve, but the offer he presented was still too good to pass up, even if I was wary of it.

"Well," I started. I quickly pushed him over—thank goodness Ethan's bed was a huge King—and then flipped onto my back. "Remember when you said you'd be willing to sit on my chest?"

Seth's head whipped the side as he looked away from me. His gaze crashed with Ethan's interested one and I grinned happily as I heard him exhale, knowing he was struggling to contain himself. His hands fisted on this thighs and I just barely noticed a little shiver trickling down his six-pack abdomen.

"Now, Seth," I demanded, slightly irritated at the tremor in my voice. "Or have I already won?"

He slowly turned back towards me. "We haven't even started."

And with that, we quickly changed positions so that I lay on the bed. He climbed on my chest, carefully distributing his weight as he sat his ass just under my breasts. He grabbed himself and settled his dick between the tiny white globes of my tits. I inhaled; surprised that it was so difficult to do so with his weight on me. I wiggled slightly beneath him, licking my lips with anticipation.

"You okay?"

I tried taking a deep breath. "I didn't expect it to be hard to breathe."

A crease formed as his eyebrows snapped together in worry. "Want me to get off?"

I shook my head and pushed my breasts closer together, holding in a smile as Seth's eyes fluttered shut. "If my boobs were bigger this would be so much hotter," I said, grumbling unhappily.

Seth let out a husky laugh and it was then I noticed that the gentle vibrating against me was him trembling. "Trust me, they're perfect."

"I am banning you from the internet after this," Ethan said, surprisingly close to my ear.

I gasped, jerking towards his voice and accidentally knocked into his forehead. He cursed and rubbed the red spot blooming on his skin as I did the same. "Ouch. What are you, a ninja? When did you even move?" I asked. He was on his side, curled over me, and stroking Seth's thigh.

Ethan leaned forward and licked at my lips so quick that I could only manage a chaste kiss against the tip of his tongue. "I think you need some lubrication," Ethan whispered ignoring my question.

Seth nodded in agreement and leaned backward enough to scoop up the leftovers of my most recent orgasm. I yelped and clamped one eye closed as he gave me a few sensuous strokes before pulling away. He coated himself with the juice and jerked himself off until he was breathless. Licking his lips, he scooted up.

"Fuck, you're sexy," Seth whispered.

Ethan chuckled and rearranged my arms in such a way that it pushed my breasts closer together, gently squeezing Seth's cock. He then grabbed two pillows from his side of the bed and propped them under my head so that when I tucked my chin into my chest it wouldn't be so uncomfortable.

"Seth, you can go only once. Any more, and I'll punish you," I said trying to maintain my authoritative voice. "Do it slowly."

His jaw clenched as he pushed forward. I opened my mouth as he got closer and gave a gentle suck as he pushed into the tight ring my lips made, but when he tried to go further I pulled away.

"Stop," I ordered, giving a mischievous smile to Ethan.

"You're having way too much fun with this," Ethan said.

Seth fell forwards, his arms shooting out so that his hands landed against the wall, and his dick settled directly between my breasts with the tip mere inches from lips. "You are having too much fun with this. Now, it's my turn."

"Hey, I'm still in charge!"

Seth's gaze darkened as I glared up at him defiantly, which wasn't the easiest thing given our position. "No, you're not. You never were. Now, be quiet."

"I'm only doing what you say because I want this more than you," I said, giving a nonchalant shrug.

Seth scowled and smacked at my left nipple. My mouth dropped open as the small sting shot through me. "I said be quiet."

My lips parted and I started to speak again but was too started to come up with anything really good and slammed my mouth shut, glaring up at Seth.

"Good girl," he growled while massaging the sting out of the nipple he'd smacked. "Now, push your tits together again and open your mouth."

My eyes were crossing as I tried to watch every thrust Seth made. His flexing abs glinted with perspiration, and I found myself wanting to suck more than just his dick, which I wasn't even doing, not really. He was teasing me... teasing my mouth as he thrust between my breasts, all the way up to my lips, and then brushed the weeping tip of his cock against my tongue before pulling away.

"You wanna suck my cock?" Seth growled his voice gritty and breathless.

He stopped to let me answer.

"Yes."

Seth raised an eyebrow. "Yes, what?"

I didn't understand what he wanted, so I went into my spiel. "Well hello! Why the hell do you think I wanted you on my chest? I want to suck your cock, but I'd rather you fuck my mouth. Pull my hair a little too," I paused and heaved a sigh before continuing, "Gawd, I wish I could deep throat. That shit is hot!" I paused and tilted my head as a new idea came to my mind. "You know, I wonder if the gag reflex can be removed. What do you—oomph—" My words slurred together as Seth finally thrust into the wet cavern of my mouth. Using my throat and tongue muscles to keep him from hitting the back of my throat, I moaned around him and finally lifted my gaze—as best I could—to see his dark, heated expression focused on me.

"I love it when you talk dirty to me," he whispered, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "I had to reward you. Tighten your mouth just a little bit... like your sucking the best Popsicle you've ever—oh fuck," he cried out, lifting his gaze towards the ceiling so I could no longer see his eyes, "just like that."

Seth's arms dropped from where he held himself up against the wall and reached towards my head, but he stopped and his hands balled into fists. His jaw clenched and his head bowed backward again like he was praying for restraint that I didn't want him to have. He tore his gaze from the ceiling and shot me an accusatory glare. He pushed his balled fist against his mouth, muffling his boyish growl of pleasure as he gave a hard, shallow thrust forward.

"Suck my cock," Seth said, his voice almost growling as he thrust forward, showing less restraint than the previous one.

"Baby, you're gonna hurt her. Calm down," Ethan said, settling a hand against Seth's shoulders.

Much to my disapproval, Seth pulled back but leaned down to palm my breasts. He exhaled, his shoulders dropping as he did what Ethan told him to do, but at the same time, Seth's hands moved from my breasts up to my throat. It wasn't the first time he'd done it, but I needed to voice my opinion on it if things were going in that direction.

"I don't know if I'm into that type of kink," I said, lifting my hands to wrap around his wrists.

Seth's lust-filled gaze softened. "I would never choke you, even if you were into it. I'm just gonna massage your throat. You'll have to relax your neck muscles for what I'm going to do to you."

My eyes widened in surprise and a different type of pleasure—the happy kind, not the oh-my-god-I-can't-control-my-body kind—coursed through me. "You're gonna fuck my throat? Are you? Huh?" I asked, sounding like the baby turtle from Finding Nemo.

His hands tightened unintentionally around my neck and I made a fake choking sound until his grip loosened. "You're gonna make me cum," Seth said, and he let out his breath so that it sounded like a half-ass whistle.

"Isn't that the idea?" I asked, raising a challenging eyebrow.

Seth gave me a half-smile and tapped my lips. "Not here."

I pointed to my throat. "Here?" My hands trailed down to the tops of my breasts. "Or here?"

He shook his head and leaned backward to place a hand between my legs. "Here, but not yet. I want to play."

I heaved a sigh, showing my disappointment. "Maybe you and Ethan need some Viagra."

Ethan snorted in understanding as Seth just frowned down at me confused. "Viagra makes you keep it up longer. It doesn't deal with multiple orgasms for men. That's tantric stuff," Ethan supplied.

"What? I was kidding!"

Seth's eyes widened a little in understanding. He let out a puff of air and started massaging the sides of my throat again.

I frowned and turned my gaze over to Ethan. "Tantric?"

"Takes a lot of work," Seth mumbled focused intently on what he was doing. "Do you know how to breathe through your nose?"

I bit my lip but nodded. "I think so."

Ethan lifted me and stuck another pillow underneath my shoulders. My head dropped back far enough that it felt like I was hanging upside down. "Are you comfortable?" he asked.

"I'm giddy. Hurry up," I demanded. "Seth, now please!"

"Pinch my arm if you need a break," Ethan said, taking my right arm and placing it on his forearm. "I can't believe you're gonna do this, Seth."

Seth shrugged and gave Ethan a shit-eating grin. "There's a first time for everything."

"Yeah, but if she vomits your cleaning it up!"

"Give me some credit," I mumbled. "I happen to know a few popsicles that were thrilled with my technique. 'Course, they melted before we got into it. Probably should've practiced more on Rabbit. Can we start now?"

"Glass," Seth said, stroking my jaw and shuffling further up so that the tip of his cock touched my chin.

"What?"

"Glass toys don't hold the bacteria that rubber ones do. If you're gonna put anything in your mouth it should be a glass one."

I frowned. "Oh."

It was as my mouth was forming the 'O' that Seth gently pushed forward. He went slowly, slower than before... so slow my eyes crossed. He started a gentle bounce-slash-bob, only allowing half an inch of himself to go into my mouth. Feeling like a dog salivating over a bacon treat, I put my tongue to work and licked the tip of his cock. He shivered and on his way out I tightened mouth around him, sucking gently.

"Fuck she's good. I told you she was born to do this. Next time we're doing this at my place," Seth said, through breathless, choppy, hiccups. "Should'a brought my cock ring. Oh yeah, suck harder, baby!"

Have you ever tried to smile when you're sucking a cock? It's not easy. Trying to talk? Harder. Literally. I swear he hardened in my mouth as I tried to speak around him... I didn't even know what the words I wanted to say were, just that I had something to say. I guess 'don't talk with your mouth full' applies here too.

Seth got off me far too soon and I whined unhappily at him. His strong hands landed on my hips in a tight grip and pulled me farther down the bed so that my head was comfortably on the pillows that had been in the middle of my back. I opened my legs, welcoming him between them. He pushed my thighs further apart and lifted them high enough so that I had no other choice but to wrap my legs around the middle of his back as he settled against me. He reached between our hot, sweating bodies and positioned himself at my entrance.

"Ethan put a condom on me," Seth demanded as he brushed his cock between my pussy lips.

I shook my head. "I'm still on birth control. I don't have to start going off it until next week. Ethan didn't use a condom either. It's okay," I said, lifting my hands to his armpits, pulling him towards me. "Please Seth," I flexed my hips, causing his dick to push into my vagina slightly, "now."

Seth lost control of his breathing at my crazed pleading and thrust forward to the hilt. My eyes slammed shut and I wrapped everything I had around him. Tightening my walls around him as best I could, I crushed him to me with my legs and arms and sunk my teeth into his shoulders. His forearms wrapped around the top of my head to keep me from moving up the bed and hitting the headboard as he viciously circled his pelvis. The sound of skin slapping echoed in Ethan's room and my cry of undulated pleasure followed.

"Oh God, you feel so good inside me," I whispered, feeling drunk and high at the same time. Who needed drugs when they could fuck themselves mindless? It was much healthier and it felt fucking amazing!

Seth heaved against me, his breath moist and hot against my lips as he held my head in place. The bed creaked, protesting the fast-paced exercises happening on it. Seth captured my lips, stealing my already declining air. He savagely attacked my mouth, sucking my tongue, nipping my lips, devouring me until I had to pull away gasping for breath.

I never realized how hot smacking skin sounded.

Letting out a hoarse cry, I squeezed my thighs around his waist. He swiveled and circled against me, grinding his pelvis into mine. The applied pressure allowed him to hit my clit with his groin occasionally, but it was enough. Seth had done enough pre-work. My thighs clenched, my back stiffened, and the knot coiling in my lower back exploded. My body shook uncontrollably underneath him.

"Not yet," Seth cried out, trying to stop his hips, but it was useless. I was already gone, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I lost control of my limbs as they dropped from around him. My hips were pumping erratically, trying to prolong the pleasure as it ripped through my body. "Aw, come on!"

My hands jolted forward, pushing at his chest. I wasn't sure if I wanted to pull him closer or get him off me as my body went crazy. And finally, as the last of the pleasure ripped through me, I gave Seth what he wanted. I let out a helpless, long groan that ended in hiccups, making me sound drunk from the orgasm that continued on and on.

Seth shoved my hands away and with a determined look he pushed them down, trapping my arms at my sides as he pounded into me. This time my scream let loose. I couldn't hold it in. Seth won. I was vocal now and the noise seemed never-ending. My fingernails clawed at my sides, struggling to break free as another mini-O rippled through me from Seth's quicker, shallower thrusts morphed into long deep ones.

My shaking legs wrapped around him again, digging my heels into his ass cheeks as I encouraged him to 'fuck me harder' and pleaded for him to 'never stop'. The idea had crossed my mind when Ethan picked my cherry. I could just chain them up... keep them as my bed slaves.

Seth fell on me and growled his orgasm into my neck. I could just feel the brush of his canines sliding down the column of my throat. His deep, helpless release made my walls clench around him and his hips, practically glued to me, pulsed forward continuously. He was inside me to the hilt and his twitching made his cock hit my cervix. If I hadn't already had my orgasm—and was coming down from the fumes—it would have hurt, but I took it in stride and hugged his shivering body to me.

When he was done, still slightly shaking from the release and exertion, Seth pulled out, a slopping pop and grimace from me the result. He fell to the side of me, against Ethan, and I turned to my side, giving him a pleased, sleepy look of gratitude.

"We're going to have to build you up to hold it in longer. You came way too fast and I had plans for doggy style. I was trying to hold it in myself, but fuck you're tight when you go over... You're like a virgin-teenaged boy in a girl's body. Jesus," Seth said through his gasping breaths, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

I heard the mild outrage he had in his mostly pleasure-filled voice and I hiccupped—a real hiccup from the lack of air I experienced just minutes ago—and nodded, "A-huh."

Seth reached around me—where he got the energy, I'll never know—and smacked my ass appreciatively. "I sure love making you cum though."

"I love it too... and I totally get nymphomaniacs now. I'm gonna be one," I mumbled sleepily and tugged the covers over me. I cast a satisfied glance towards them, noting the new development in Ethan's lap. "But not until tomorrow. Seth looks like you got your hands full again. Be as loud as you want. I'm pretty sure I'm dead."

I drifted to sleep listening to Ethan's muffled moans as Seth sucked him off. Great wet dream material, even if I was killed in action.