Chapter 357: So Fucking Perfect
We emerged from the bathtub dripping and desperate, water pooling on the tile floor in puddles that I was definitely not cleaning up later.
My legs were unsteady, but I refused to let either of them see weakness. I grabbed a towel and dried myself with quick, efficient movements while both men watched me like I was something precious and dangerous all at once.
Good.
Because that’s exactly what I was.
"Bedroom," I demanded, dropping the towel and walking naked down the hallway. I didn’t look back to see if they followed. I knew they would.
They always would.
What could I say? They were smart men?
Once I moved into my bedroom, I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself in the center. Propped up on the pillows, I looked at the naked Lingyun and the fully clothed Yuche standing at the bottom of my bed and spread my legs in clear invitation. Both men’s eyes were drawn to my still dripping pussy, their cocks hard as they stared at me intensely.
Lingyun even licked his lips as Yuche pulled off his shirt before unbuttoning his pants and pushed them down.
Huh. I didn’t know he liked to go commando.
"Come here," I said, my voice steady despite the arousal thrumming through my veins. "Both of you. Now."
They moved as one, crawling onto the bed from either side, their hands reaching for me before they’d even settled into a more comfortable position. This was what I wanted...their complete and utter focus, their devotion, their obsession.
And their cocks.
What could I say? Yuche had me craving his ever since that night, and I didn’t think I would ever get enough of it.
Besides, I was their world. Now it was time for them to prove it.
Lingyun moved again, this time positioning himself between my legs, his cock in his hand, stroking himself as he looked down at my spread pussy. Yuche got more comfortable at my side, his mouth finding my breast, sucking hard on my nipple while his hand slid down my stomach.
"I need you inside me," I said, my voice firm despite the desperation clawing at my insides. "Lingyun, fuck me. Now." Then, ever so softly, I said the one word that would completely set me free. "Please."
He didn’t make me wait. He positioned the head of his cock at my entrance and thrust inside in one smooth stroke. I cried out at the fullness, my pussy stretching around his thick shaft. He was so deep, hitting that perfect spot inside me, and he started to move with long, powerful strokes.
Mine, I thought as he fucked me. This man is mine.
"Fuck, you’re so tight," Lingyun groaned, his hands gripping my hips, pulling me onto his cock with each thrust. "Your pussy feels incredible."
Yuche’s hand found my clit, rubbing in tight circles while Lingyun fucked me. I reached up to wrap my hand around Yuche’s cock, stroking him in rhythm with Lingyun’s thrusts. His cock was thick and hot in my palm, already leaking precum, and I used it to slick my strokes.
"That’s it," Yuche growled, his hips pumping into my fist. "Stroke my cock while he fucks you. You look so fucking perfect like this."
They were both mine. Completely, utterly mine. Their pleasure depended on me, their focus never wavering from my body, my reactions, my demands. I was the center of their universe, and the power of it was intoxicating.
"Harder," I commanded Lingyun, my free hand clutching at the black sheets. "I promise I won’t break. But I need you to fuck me harder."
He obeyed immediately, changing his angle, lifting my legs like they weighed nothing and pushed them back toward my chest until I was practically folded in two.
The new position opened me up even more, and he pounded into me with renewed intensity. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with my moans and their groans.
"Good girl," Yuche murmured, and the words hit me like a physical touch. My pussy clenched around Lingyun’s cock, and both men noticed.
"She likes that," Lingyun said, his voice strained. "She likes being praised."
"I know," Yuche replied, his eyes locked on mine. "I know everything she likes."
He did. He knew my body better than I knew it myself sometimes, knew exactly which buttons to push, which words to say. And now he was teaching Lingyun, sharing his knowledge like it was sacred text.
"I’m going to come," I gasped, feeling the pressure building in my core. "Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop—"
"Come for us," Yuche commanded, his fingers working my clit faster. "Let us feel it."
My orgasm crashed over me, my pussy clamping down on Lingyun’s cock, my whole body shaking with the force of it. I cried out their names, my back arching off the bed, and they both groaned at the sight.
"Fuck, you’re beautiful when you come," Lingyun breathed, still thrusting, prolonging my pleasure.
When I came down, gasping and oversensitive, I pushed at Lingyun’s chest. "Move. I want to change positions."
They rearranged themselves without question, without hesitation. I rolled onto my hands and knees, my ass in the air, and looked back over my shoulder at them.
"Yuche, I want you in my pussy," I said, my voice husky. "Lingyun, I want your cock in my mouth."
Yuche moved behind me immediately, his hands gripping my hips with possessive strength. He rubbed the head of his cock through my soaked folds, teasing my entrance, and I pushed back against him impatiently.
"Demanding little thing," he murmured, but there was affection in his voice and I felt all the tension in my bode just disappear at his words. I loved the way he talked when he was naked.
He pushed inside, and I moaned at the addictive feeling of him back inside me. He was thicker than Lingyun, stretching me even more, and I loved it.
Lingyun knelt in front of me, his cock level with my mouth. I opened eagerly, taking him between my lips, tasting my own arousal on his shaft. I sucked him deep, my tongue swirling around the head, while Yuche established a steady rhythm behind me.
This was what I wanted. What I needed. Both of them focused entirely on me, using my body, and giving me exactly what I demanded.
"Fuck, your mouth is perfect," Lingyun groaned, his hand tangling in my hair. Not pulling at it hard, just holding it, grounding himself. "You’re so fucking perfect."