Phantom Touches (5)

Nova

I slipped out of Finn’s arms and spun toward the voice. And there he was—Kelly. His gaze traveled over me slowly, deliberately, and I swore I saw his eyes darken as he took me in.

“Oh my,” he breathed. “Is that really you, Nova?”

I wished the ground would swallow me whole. I couldn’t believe Kelly had caught me kissing Finn. I tried to pull away, to run, but his hand closed over mine.

“Not so fast, princess,” he murmured, drawing me against his chest. “I haven’t had my turn yet.”

I froze, shock gripping me, and then it doubled when his lips claimed mine. Kelly. He was kissing me. What the hell was happening?

Finn didn’t hesitate as well, his hand sliding over my ass, his mouth pressing a soft, possessive kiss to my skin. I shoved away the thought that this was just a dream and wrapped my hands around his neck, meeting him mouth to mouth, each of us fighting for dominance.

Kelly’s kiss was different—teasing and soft, like he wanted to savor me, while Finn’s was fierce and animalistic, as if he wanted to devour me whole.

From the front, Kelly’s lips traced my neck, while behind me, Finn’s hand claimed one of my breasts, each movement igniting me in a different way.

My body trembled, my eyes rolled back, heat coursing through me as my moans tumbled out in a raw, endless stream.

“Kelly.” His name tore from my lips, a desperate prayer, hot and trembling. His fingers slipped inside me with ease, and I gasped, my body arching into him.

“Ha…” another shuddered moan escaped me. Just as I had imagined, he began moving faster, each thrust sending fire coursing through me, igniting every nerve, every inch of me aching for more.

“Do you like it?” Kelly asked, moving faster.

“Oh yes… just like that.” I didn’t care who saw, didn’t care about anything but the fire spreading through me as their hands and mouths claimed me, dragging me further into sinful, unrestrained pleasure.

“Say my name,” Finn growled, pinching my nipples hard enough to make me gasp. “I want to hear you scream it—loud, Nova.”

I couldn’t hold back; a scream tore from my throat as he tugged my breasts free from the dress, his tongue tracing, licking, and devouring me with predatory hunger.

I was lost, consumed, drowning in their heat.

“I’m cumming,” I gasped.

Kelly withdrew his fingers from me, only to replace them with his tongue, sliding in deep. My eyes rolled back, stars bursting behind my lids.

This was nothing like I had ever felt—not even when I’d touched myself in secret. A scream ripped from my throat as I clutched his hair, my body arching and shuddering under the relentless rhythm.

He didn’t relent, thrusting deeper, faster, dragging me over the edge until I shattered, completely undone in his hands.

“Ha.” My breath came out harshly.

“You taste… irresistible,” Kelly murmured, licking me with hungry, savoring every drop.

“I want you—right here, Nova,” Finn growled, sliding his hand to unbutton his pants. He caught mine and guided it to him, his body trembling with need. “Do you feel what you’ve done to me?”

“Not here,” I muttered, looking around. I was scared.

“Don’t tell me you’re scared,” Kelly said with a smile.

I nodded. “Yes.”

“That just makes it more exciting,” Finn murmured, his voice low and dangerous. “Imagine me buried inside you… and someone stumbling on us.”

He pulled himself free, and my breath caught. He was enormous—long, thick, veiny, and even bigger than I had imagined.

His hand found mine again, guiding me to a sturdy tree, and heat pooled deep between my thighs at the thought of what was coming.

“Hold onto the bark,” Finn instructed, his voice a low, gravelly vibration against my spine. “And leave the rest to me.”

He guided my hands to the rough surface of the oak tree, the cold bark biting into my palms—a sharp contrast to the warmth of his body pressing against my back.

As his hand reached down to guide himself, my breath caught in my throat. I felt the first firm pressure from him, and my eyes snapped open.

He was far more than I was prepared for.

“Relax, princess,” Kelly whispered from the front, his thumbs brushing tears I didn’t even know I was shedding from my cheeks. “Just breathe through it. Let him in.”

As Finn started to push, the feeling was more than just pain—it was an intense, profound fullness. It seemed like he was reshaping the landscape of my body from within.

I could feel every part of my skin stretching, the intense, burning pressure of my body struggling against his sheer size.

“Finn, wait—” I whimpered, my head lolling back against his shoulder. My lungs felt squeezed, my breath coming in shallow, panicked gasps as the sensation of being unmade took over.

“I’ve got you,” he growled, his hands anchoring my hips with a bruising grip. “Don’t fight it, Nova. Open up for me.”

He pushed forward one last time, penetrating deeply until he was fully inside me. A sharp cry escaped my throat, echoing through the quiet woods. In that moment, everything went white.

But then, the burning began to melt.

The sharp edges of the pain softened into a heavy, throbbing heat as Finn began to move with slow, agonizingly deep strokes.

“Nova,” he whispered, his voice rough with need, “I want you to feel every inch of me.”

I arched into him, my fingers clawing at the bark, my moans turning from protests into a desperate, rhythmic prayer. I wasn’t just being hurt; I was being ignited.

“Ha…” I moaned, helpless, as Finn drove himself deep inside me.

“That’s it,” Kelly purred, watching my face with a dark, satisfied grin as he saw the moment my pain turned into pure, unadulterated ruin. “There she is.”

He pulled back just enough to strike my ass, then slammed in again, relentless, leaving me trembling and gasping beneath him.

Finn’s moans of pleasure mingled with mine, a raw, intoxicating cacophony that filled the air. Slap after slap of his hand against my ass echoed through the space. Kelly wasn’t idle either, his hands and mouth claiming me from the front, relentless and teasing.

“Can you hear it?” Finn growled, smacking my ass again. “The sound of your desperate, dripping cunt… all mine.”

He grabbed my hair as he slammed deeply into me. He fucked me like an animal in heat, as if he wanted to split me in two. “So good,” he moaned. “I fucking love it.”

We were like animals in heat as my body trembled and kept asking for more. “I’m cumming, Finn.”

“Let’s come together,” he groaned, thrusting harder and faster. With each deep, punishing stroke, he drove us both toward the edge. And finally, with a shuddering cry, he spilled inside me, claiming me completely.

I hadn’t even caught my breath before Kelly buried himself inside me. “More… urghh!” I gasped, the erotic sounds spilling from me like I couldn’t control them.

He pulled back, spun me around, lifted me against him, and slammed into me again, deep and unyielding. My hands tangled in his hair as he kissed me and fucked me simultaneously, each movement sending waves of pleasure through me. Finally, he shuddered and climaxed, leaving me trembling in his arms.

The silence that followed was deafening, only interrupted by my own ragged, uneven gasps as they pulled away.

I shivered violently as the chilly night air rushed in to fill the spaces where they had just been.

My skin, once flushed and feverish, broke into goosebumps, the crimson silk of my dress hanging in disarray around my hips. I felt a heavy, liquid warmth trickling down my thighs.

I struggled to adjust my dress, my hands trembling as I tried to cover myself. My body felt weighed down, exhausted, and hyper-aware.

Each movement felt awkward, my muscles sore from the lingering sensation of Finn’s hold and Kelly’s touch.

Kelly and Finn stood just a few feet away, already adjusting their clothes. They turned back to me one last time, their eyes dark and hungry as they lingered on my shivers and the way I had to lean against the oak for support.

“You handle us so well," they murmured in unison, their voices filled with a dangerous satisfaction. “Next time, we’ll push you even further, and you’ll beg for more.”