AMIDST THE CATS CRADLE - 6

C H A P T E R S I X - - - - G W E N

Gwen exclaimed as powerful hands grabbed her arms and lifted her up, putting her between Jordan and Mitch, making her body seem incredibly feeble and small. Jordan's fingertips followed the shape of her chin, and a faint whimper from her lips, accompanied by a spasm that jolted her to her core.

"What exactly do you want, Gwen?" Jordan's tone was saccharine-sweet, but his eyes were anything but.

"I...um..." she stammered. Mitch was standing behind her, his body so close to hers that they were nearly touching, but not quite.

Even though the cougars had her trapped between them, they wouldn't do anything to her until she specifically requested it. And how she wished they would!

"Say it," Mitch hissed, his sensual voice nearly making her mewl, yearning to push against him and Jordan, to have both of them right now!

"I want both of you," she whispered, a bit breathless and a little hungry.

But that's how she felt, and she wasn't going to change her mind now. Gwen could almost feel Mitch's lips forming the same grin as Jordan's, and her first feeling was Mitch's hot lips stroking up the length of her neck, his fingers pushing aside her long blonde curls. She groaningly dipped her head back and to the side as his touch put her on fire.

With his thumbs pressing on her soft tummy, Jordan's hands moved down her sides and paused on her hips, causing her to arch her body in his direction. Gwen feared she would completely lose her wits as he sank forward and his lips touched hers. The kiss was magnificent—warm and deep, relaxing and simultaneously kindling the fire they had lit inside her.

She yearned for more as he separated from her lips much too quickly, but Mitch was there in a flash, grabbing her chin in his fingers and twisting her to face him. He also kissed her, but this time it was a totally other kind of passionate, hungry, raw kiss. She felt a frigid lightning bolt pass through her as their lips gnashed together, his fangs biting at her bottom lip, joining the much warmer one that Jordan's kiss had given her.

All of Gwen's clothing had been hauled in as evidence, and she could feel her belt coming undone on the fatigues she had been handed when she got off the aircraft. Jordan quickly removed his shirt by throwing it aside as her hands stretched out and tugged at it. She briefly had the opportunity to appreciate two nearly identical, gorgeous bodies as Mitch followed his lead.

On his arms and chest, Mitch had tattoos. The only tattoo Jordan had was also on his ribcage, right next to his heart, and she could see the SEAL emblem there. They were both total bad guys, but Mitch suited the role far better. Jordan's danger was more subdued, boiling just beneath the surface of what appeared to be calmness.

She murmured, "Fuck," her eyes widening as she extended her hands to their chests, following up their ridged abs. "You look really good."

Dark mirror images of one another, the guys smirked, and before Gwen realized it, she was being assisted out of her boots and jeans while being stripped of her top. While doing so, she unbuckled their belts and couldn't help but feel the temptation to trace her palm along the length of their zippers, which made her gasp. They weren't simply enormous in terms of their physique; they were big all over!

Jordan kissed her again, more forcefully now that her hand was still on his cock, willing her to push his pants down. She did so, moaning into his mouth as Mitch took off her bra and grabbed her heavy breasts with both hands, clasping them with his rough palms. It felt so good, her delicate skin against his calloused hands, her tongue snaking into Jordan’s mouth. She lost herself in the moment completely and nothing could have shaken her from it.

Mitch laid kisses down her spine, and when he reached the small of her back, his fingers hooked around the fabric of her panties, dragging them down and around her ankles. She could smell her excitement, so she had to assume that her hot and heady scent was assaulting the nostrils of the two commandos as well. It seemed to only drive them wilder, just like she wanted.

Mitch parted her legs roughly, hiking her hips toward him and Gwen spluttered a gasp as his tongue dipped into the apex between her thighs, lapping and laving at her hungrily. His strong hands were holding her legs and she started trembling almost immediately as he ate her out from behind, Jordan kissing her all the while.

She pushed down Jordan’s pants and when her hand gripped the base of his cock, he let out this dark growl that resonated through her, right into her pussy. It wasn’t long until she was a whimpering mess, bucking and grinding against Mitch’s talented tongue while her hand desperately explored the contours of Jordan’s cock, impossibly thick and rigid in her hand.

The high, jutting bumps of veins along the shaft made her wonder how they’d feel when Jordan split her open. When her thumb flicked over the head of his cock, spreading a droplet of pre-cum, she couldn’t resist the temptation to bring her finger to her mouth and lick the cum off between kisses.

“That’s a good girl,” he said, his eyes sparkling with need. “Do you want more of that?” he asked, his words like music in her ears.

“Yes please!” Gwen whined, Mitch’s fingers digging into her hips now and his tongue continuously assaulting her slit, spreading her wetness over his face.

In a second, she was pulled away from Mitch and pushed down on the cot on all fours. She arched her back instinctively, her lips already crimson from the kisses, her nipples aching to be touched again. Both of the Allen brothers shucked off their pants and boots and stood before her completely naked, smirking as if they were only now plotting the lengths of what they were going to do to her. She couldn’t wait.

She could see the glistening of her wetness on Mitch’s mouth and he licked his lips, tasting her again. Her breathing seemed to stop for the longest moment as he stepped closer to her now, his cock right in front of her face. Without being prompted again, she leaned forward, goose bumps covering her skin, and poked out her tongue to lick over the gorgeous head, cut and big and velvety smooth.

His hands went into her hair immediately, scruffing his fingers into her long locks, pulling loose the ponytail she was wearing. Mitch gathered all of her hair in his fist, holding it firmly, though for now he let her move at the pace she wanted. Gwen closed her eyes, willing herself to remember every second of the most breathtaking experience she’d ever had.

When her lips slipped over Mitch’s cock, letting him in her mouth, he groaned fiercely and she could see his abs contract, muscles straining. She felt a hand tracing her buttocks, rough fingers marking her skin and then dipping between her legs, spreading them again. She wanted to look back, but Mitch kept her on his cock as Jordan thrust two fingers into her, testing her.

“You’re tight as hell, sugar,” he said, pumping in and out of her and making her eyes water with the combination of his strong fingers and her going lower on Mitch’s cock, stretching her lips.

Jordan pulled out slowly, letting his fingers trace down the backs of her thighs, leaving wet trails there. Then, he maneuvered his throbbing dick to her pussy, both hands on her hips, pressing ever so slightly and letting the tension build until he split her open finally, entering her. Gwen’s eyes went wide with surprise and a she felt a sliver of pain as both men decided in unison to fill her up.

Mitch pushed her down on his hard, rigid cock by her hair, making her gag a little and her eyes roll back in her head as he thrust into her throat, the moment so completely taboo and dirty and perfect. Jordan plowed into her from behind, every stroke stretching her further, giving her more of him, until he’d sunken into her completely, bottoming out. They held her there for a moment, on the precipice of pleasure and pain, stuffed at both ends with her body convulsing with need, before she was given all that she wanted.

“Fucking hell, you’re so perfect,” Mitch moaned, loosening his grip so Gwen could control the way she wanted to blow him.

But she kept bobbing up and down just as fast as he’d made her, whimpering against him, bucking her hips back as Jordan pounded into her now, raw and vicious. It hurt so bad and at the same time she’d never experienced something so good—two battle-hardened, scarred, and god-like ex-SEALs showing her the limits of her body and the heights of her pleasure.

Jordan reached a hand around her and when his fingers started rubbing her clit, she lost any semblance of self-control she might have had. Mitch’s cock was slick with her saliva now, the blowjob sloppy and just as filthy as the situation demanded. He started fucking her face, first slowly and then faster, until she held herself in place, watering eyes looking up at him as Jordan’s fingers were quickly driving her to orgasm.

“Cum for us, sugar,” Jordan said, more a command than a request, and she was happy to comply.

Her own dog tags clinked around her neck as the two men plowed into her from both ends, and she couldn’t and wouldn’t stop herself when the orgasm took her. She couldn’t scream because her mouth was full of Mitch, but her body convulsed, muscles tightening. Her pussy milked Jordan mercilessly, begging for him to join her in ecstasy, and when she felt his motions growing jagged and jerky, she knew he was not far from release.

A deep, throaty moan bubbled forth as heat and light seemed to thrum through her, the most undeniable and fantastic orgasm she’d ever felt rocking her body. And when she felt Jordan’s cock pulsing inside of her, her pussy walls clamping down around it, she wished she could distill the moment and be able to relive it whenever she needed.

With a roar, he came in her, spilling his load inside of her. Ropey, milky tendrils of seed shot into her as she rode her orgasm to its peak, only to find suddenly both her mouth and her pussy without cock. Gwen let out a strangled protest, her arms shaking so hard she thought they’d give out, before Jordan was in front of her and Mitch behind, taking up one another’s places.

Jordan’s cheeks were flushed and sweat dotted him beautifully. His cock was gleaming with her juices and without hesitation, she took him in her mouth, licking at him as gently as the parting shudders of her orgasm would allow her. At the same time, Mitch entered her again, his hand grabbing her ass while fingering her clit with the other hand. He was thicker, stretching her more as he plunged into her, getting a nice scream out of her, one that was immediately followed by a wide grin.

They’re so bad…

She enjoyed every second of it.

Mitch couldn’t last long in her and it was a small mercy; her pussy was thoroughly taken. He let her enjoy him with long, slow strokes as she cleaned off Jordan, every touch of her tongue making him spasm and jerk. She kept trying to bite down on her whines, but the men evidently liked the way she sounded, urging her on, doing the things that made her mewl the loudest.

When Mitch finally came in her as well, mingling his seed with that of Jordan’s, Gwen thought she would pass out. Both men pulled out and she was bundled up in their arms, their strong bodies surrounding her and overwhelming her senses as they lay down on the tight cot, with her happily stuck between them. Her head was resting on Mitch’s chest and Jordan’s half-hard cock was poking at her thigh, his abs against her back.

“That was…” she said, breathless, heaving like the men who kept her safe.

“We’re only getting started, sugar,” Mitch said in a whisper, promising more as he kissed her forehead.

Then, Mitch turned her chin slightly so Jordan could kiss her mouth as well, making her whimper into the touch. Two men, completely different and completely alike, and both of them seemed crazy about her.

All she could wish for was that the intelligence operatives wouldn’t get there too soon. She had a lot of things she wanted to try out with her ferociously sinful twins, and she got the very distinct feeling that they felt the same way about her. When Mitch’s hand slipped down her body and then dipped into her pussy, making her squirm, no further confirmation was needed.

This night was going to be the best one of her life so far. Damn the consequences.