“No, we’re going to overwhelm you. We’re going to make you scream.” Cam punctuated his statement by turning his hips up and impaling her on his cock.
Laura gasped. He was so big in this position. She was caught on his cock, utterly helpless to do anything but take him deep inside her cunt. He fought because the angle was odd, but that long dick wasn’t taking no for an answer. He slid deep inside her with a satisfying grunt.
“Better?” Rafe asked. What was he doing? Cam was in her pussy.
Rafe couldn’t take her ass. Her ass was pressed against Cam’s pelvis.
“Better for me. Fuck she’s tight from this position.” Cam’s hands steadied her hips.
Rafe got in between her legs. “It was pointed out to us that we’ve missed many opportunities because we’ve been a bit too…what was the word the perverted artist used?”
“Vanilla.” Cam rotated his hips, his cock massaging a spot deep inside her that got her moaning.
“Yes, we’ve been vanilla. We’ve decided to give that up. We’ve been a bit afraid of not proving entirely masculine.” Cam laughed behind her. “We’ve been afraid our cocks might bump and we’ll feel weird.”
“That’s stupid,” Laura said, her breath catching as Rafe put his fingers on her pussy.
Rafe winked at her. “Yes, we were told how stupid it is. And we were also given several suggestions on how to avoid the disaster of this morning.”
Even through the righteous sexual tension, she had to laugh. She remembered what had happened. “I thought you looked sweet together, all cuddled up.”
“Hey, I thought he was you,” Cam complained. “And if you do what Zane told you to do, you should know I’ll have my revenge.” Rafe was toying with her clit. Oh, god, she was so stinking close.
When were they going to stop this slow, delicious torture? “If I know Zane, it involved punching someone.”
Rafe lowered his head, proving just how dedicated he was to giving up his addiction to vanilla. “He called it aversion therapy. Nate called it assault. I think we can work out our problems without violence.”
Cam’s cock was rubbing in a rhythmic cycle. Just a little in and out. In and out. “You’re not allowed to leave our bed. That way we always cuddle you.”
“And if our cocks touch, we just move away. No harm. No foul.
But you should know our attentions will always be on you, our bella.” Rafe leaned over and licked her clit.
“Oh my god,” Laura cried out.
Cam pulled her back, fucking deeper into her and forcing her clit to stand out for Rafe’s use. His tongue caught on the nub and worked her hard. Cam pressed her down on his cock, filling her and hitting her G-spot as her clit exploded. Pleasure rushed through her like a tidal wave. They didn’t stop just because she’d come. Rafe continued to lick her, and Cam maneuvered her on his dick, finding new spots that sent her gasping.
Finally they drew away. Rafe pulled her up and off Cam’s cock.
She looked back at him and could see his dick glistening with her cream, but still hard as a rock.
“You didn’t come?” she asked. Cam’s face was set in a harsh, unsatisfied line.
He shook his head. “Not yet. Not until I get in that ass. I’m not coming until I fill your ass, baby.”
It wasn’t done yet. She felt languid as Rafe carried her toward the bedroom. He rushed as though he couldn’t possibly wait a moment longer.
“Ride me,” he demanded as he set her on her feet and got on his back.
He was the perfect picture of glorious decadence. His long, lean body was laid out for her, his cock stood up as though seeking what it was missing. Pre-cum wept from his slit, and Laura couldn’t help but reach down and swipe it off. She loved his taste, woodsy and salty and so masculine she could die.
“Don’t you tease me,” Rafe ordered, pulling her onto the bed.
“You ride me.”
She straddled him and had just gotten her balance when he thrust up, his cock invading her pussy. He forced her hips down, impaling her on him.
“That’s what I want,” he groaned as he pulled her down. “Now give Cam room to work.”
She felt Cam’s hands worshipping the curves of her ass while Rafe kissed her into submission. Cam’s fingers glided from the small of her back, over her cheeks, and down the crack to rim her asshole.
“Do you have any idea how long I’ve waited for this?” Cam asked.
Years, she knew. He’d had a very healthy preoccupation with her ass from the first day they’d met. She’d noticed how he looked at her.
She’d seen him watch her walk away through the reflective glass of an elevator and thought he just liked the way she looked. Even then he’d probably been thinking about how nice she would look with his dick up her ass. Her Cam was a dirty boy.
“Fuck, Cam, hurry up. I want a turn.” Rafe wasn’t far behind. Now that they’d left their vanilla-ness behind, it looked like she was in for some rough rides. Damn, but she was looking forward to that.
More lube. He spread it all over her anus, working it deep inside.
Before she could process that sensation, she felt the broad head of his cock poking at her, requesting entrance.
“Push out against me, baby. It only hurts for a minute.” It wasn’t hurting exactly, but it also wasn’t comfortable. There was an oddly erotic pressure building. Rafe soothed her by stroking her hair and kissing her, his tongue whirling around hers. Cam gripped her hips. Four hands caressed her. Two bodies enclosed her.
All the years without them fell away.
“Does it hurt, bella?” Rafe’s concern showed on his face. He pushed her hair out of her face. “Cam, stop. She’s crying.”
“Don’t you stop, Cameron Briggs,” she ordered. She wasn’t about to lose him now. “I’m not hurt. I’m full.” She was. She was full of them, full of love. For the first time in years, she was full of life. Even when she’d thought she’d moved past what happened to her, she’d been living a half life. She could never settle for a safe life when what they offered her was so much more.
Dangerous, yes. Anything could happen. The world was filled with bad shit that could flare up in an instant. A physically stronger person could hurt her again, but what she couldn’t lose was this moment. Not ever. She wouldn’t ever let anyone close her heart off again. That had been her mistake.
“I’m so full, Cam. I need you.”
“I love you, baby,” he said, his voice hoarse with emotion. He pressed in, and she felt his cock sink deep.
“Bella, I love you so much.” Rafe pushed his hips up. “Oh, I can feel him.”
“We’re together,” she said, smiling through those cleansing tears.
Finally together.
Laura had thought she couldn’t come again, but it built quickly.
Cam dragged his cock in and out of her ass, hitting nerves she never knew she had. Knowing that their cocks dragged against each other, working in tandem to push her to a peak, did something for her. She came in a giant rush of pleasure and emotion.
Rafe held her tight as he shouted out when he filled her. His cock felt like it grew impossibly large as he spilled his cum inside her. Cam came a second later, grinding into her as though he had to get out every ounce of cum in his body. She felt hot jets filling her pussy and her ass. She was covered in them.
She fell forward, and Cam came down on top. They shifted to the side, plastered together.
“I love you both.” This was her future. These two amazing men.
And then Cam looked over her at Rafe. She waited for the emotion to pass between the men, but no. Cam gave his partner a thumbs-up.
Laura let her head fall back as she laughed.
Yeah. She’d missed that, too.