Free Queens' Warriors by Mari Byrne Page A

hair surrounding her pussy and she began to run them back and forth. She circled the hard bud of her clit bringing even more pleasure to herself. The image of two men standing at the door and beckoning to her to let herself come ran through her mind.
    Each of the dream men stood stroking their shafts simultaneously as they approached the bed she lay on in her imagination, and her mouth watered at the thought of one of the men coming up to her and allowing her to suck his cock until they both came.
    Shari’s breathing came faster as her finger traveled rapidly over and into her now wet pussy. Her other hand reaching back up to grasp an abundant breast as she teased and pinched her nipple into a hard bead of aching need. Her sleepy mind awakened further as the heat of her imagination took over, she knew the two men she saw in her mind were going to do anything she asked, willingly be at her beck and call, and make her come at a moment’s notice.
    “Anything you desire, we shall oblige.” The breathless whisper sounded in her ear as a second, then a third finger joined the initial one. Pinching her nipple and stabbing at herself, she barely noticed the voice was actually speaking into her ear of the wicked things it wanted to do to her.
    “That’s it. My fingers are three times the size of yours and will stretch your gorgeous cunt for my cock. I’m going to thrust it so deep and with such power into your creamy pussy, you’ll feel it in your throat.”
    The voice dropped in octaves and became choppy in its speech, and Shari heard heavy panting, but hardly felt the hot breath on her ear as a second voice spoke into her other ear. Sleep vanished completely as the second voice, just as harsh, deep, and breathless as the first, joined in and began to describe a long list of sexual positions and things it was going to do to her. The orgasm, which had hovered just out of her reach, suddenly crashed through her, resounding and vibrating around the fingers jammed deep into her cunt. She let out a stifled screeching moan as her body went taut and her mind wrapped itself around the pleasures snaking through her body.
    When all that remained of the release running through her were pleasant tremors, leaving her feeling relaxed and partially sated, she let the air out of her body and snuggled deeper into the pillow under her head.
    “That was beautiful,” a deep, gruff, and very excited voice whispered into her ear.
    Shari screamed as she shot up in her bed, throwing the now tangled covers off of herself and leapt to her feet, landing in the position of a fighting stance she’d seen recently in a movie. She wasn’t a trained fighter, but her male cousins had seen fit to teach her everything they knew and then some. She could, and would, hold her own with the best of them.
    Her recently relaxed muscles now snapped instantly into a tense and prepared-to-die stance. She faced the same two gorgeous body-hardened men who had starred in her self-pleasuring imaginings. Her jaw dropped open as her mind took in the two naked men. Her quick glance took in their identical looks, chiseled features stamped no doubt from some genetic perfection running in their families.
    Short, sable-colored hair, which looked thick and capable of sustaining many runs of a woman’s fingers through it. Eyes, two different colors. Prominent, slanting noses, mouths which begged a woman to run her tongue over the pouting bottom lip and suck on the top one. Their chins rounded and pronounced.
    At the moment, those two different colored eyes shone, almost literally shone, with scorching looks of hunger at her presently exposed body. Shari watched in disbelief now as their stiff cocks, strained slightly past their navels, twitched in unison, and seemed to stretch longer before her eyes. Looking up quickly, she saw both men looking once again at her face, their eyes full of lust, as they began to advance on her.
    Her mind scattered at the sight of the men who stood