“Do that again. Her whole pussy throbbed when you did that.”
Tyler kissed her neck while he stroked her clit. “Do you like that?”
“Uh huh!” She didn’t care what they did to her. Between Tyler’s mouth and hands and her extremely full pussy, she was beyond reason. She’d never been with someone as large as Thomas before, and he stretched her in an incredibly erotic way.
Thomas gave one last, gentle thrust. “Jesus, I’m all the way in. I won’t last long, not as tight as she is. See if you can make her come again.” He gently massaged her breasts, rolling her rock-hard nipples in his fingers as Tyler kissed and licked her neck and played with her clit.
“Come for me Nev,” Tyler whispered in her ear. “Come for me, my sweet, beautiful angel. Show us what we do to you.”
She cried out, sobbing, arching against Tyler, her fingers digging into the back of his neck. Thomas started thrusting, trying to come with her. She was beyond trying to thrust back, unable to do little more than lay there and enjoy it.
He gave a final, hard, deep stroke. “Oh, God, baby!”
He fell forward, throbbing inside her, collapsing on her with his head between her breasts. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. Nevvie kissed Tyler, deeply, longingly. Even overwhelmed she knew she wanted him inside her, too.
Soon.
Panting, Thomas kissed her between her breasts and pushed up. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
She broke her kiss with Tyler and smiled. “No, you didn’t hurt me, Master.”
“Oh, baby girl, you are amazing!” Thomas pulled her to him, hugging her. “We love you, Nevvie. Really and truly.”
“I love both of you, too,” she said.
Tyler nibbled the back of her neck, tracing her spine down to her hips with his tongue, making her shiver.
Thomas whispered in her ear, “I think it’s time Master Tyler gets to sample you, darlin.”
“Uh huh!”
Thomas released her and took up where Tyler left off, cradling her in his arms, his fingers lightly stroking her, his lips teasing the sensitive spot behind her ear. Tyler stood and unbuttoned his shirt. Both men were fit, but where lean angles and hard edges defined Thomas’ body, Tyler’s trim and compact form spoke of a softer sensuality, yet still hinted at his years playing soccer. Where Thomas was darker curls, Tyler’s body hair grew fine and straight and soft, just enough to make her want to kiss him all over.
His eyes burned into hers as he dropped his shirt to the floor. “Nevvie, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”
Nevvie gasped when he dropped his pants. Almost as large as Thomas, he was still larger than anyone else she’d been with. He was nearly as long but not quite as thick, and his cock stood rigid and ready.
She relaxed against Thomas while Tyler lifted her legs to his shoulders, kissing first one ankle then the other. “I’m going to make love to you, sweetheart. I’m going to come deep inside you, and then our sweet little slave will have been well and truly taken by her masters.”
She couldn’t look away from his eyes, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her heart afire. These two men were so different and yet owned her so completely.
“Please fuck me, Master!”
He easily slid inside. Both moaned as he deeply plundered her, pressing into her thighs and at that angle bottoming out in a way Thomas hadn’t. His eyes locked onto hers and he slowly thrust, taking his time, giving a little extra push at the end of each stroke. “You’re so hot, Nevvie, you’re like sliding into an oven.”
Thomas kissed Tyler. “Isn’t that the greatest feeling in the world?”
Tyler nodded, capturing her eyes again. “You’re all ours, aren’t you?”
She nodded, his gaze filling her soul.
“You belong to us, don’t you, Nevvie?” Tyler asked.
She nodded.
“You’re our sweet, beautiful girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes!”
Thomas stroked her clit and she didn’t think she’d ever come again, but Tyler’s eyes and words had drawn her close to release. As Thomas’ fingers brought her to the edge, Tyler leaned forward a little, gaining even more depth. It felt like he was in her throat he plunged so deep, and damn it felt great! She’d never felt this kind of sensation before, ever. If this was sex then she’d never had sex before, because no one had ever ignited her the way these two men did.
No one had ever made love to her before.
Tyler’s eyes smoldered with an intensity she never dreamed possible. “Nevvie, do you love us?”
“Yes!”
“If we promise to take care of your every need, will you stay with us forever?”
“Yes!”
He picked up the tempo, sensing she was close. “We love you. Will you be ours and ours alone? The three of us together, and no one else?”
“Yes,” she sobbed. “Please take me, make me yours. Ah!” She arched against Thomas as she came, her eyes locked on Tyler.
Tyler moaned as his climax hit. With two hard thrusts he cried out, closing his eyes as he throbbed inside her. She felt him coming, hot liquid mixing inside with her and Thomas’ juices, and when he finally collapsed on her she wrapped her arms around him, still sobbing into Thomas’ neck as he hugged her to him.
Tyler pushed up and kissed the base of her throat, her chin, then kissed Thomas. She looked at him with tears in her eyes.
“Are you all right?” Tyler asked.
“Do you mean it?”
Tyler lay next to her, and the men cradled her between them. “Yes,” Thomas said. “We mean it. If you want us. If you’ll have us—both of us.”
“Please, yes!”
The men held her, whispering to her, gently stroking her arms. They wanted her.
They loved her.
As she drifted to sleep between them they looked at each other, smiling. They leaned in and kissed. She wanted—loved—them.
All three slept.
Chapter 18
Nevvie awoke sometime in the night feeling comfortably sore and well-fucked.
Wow, what a dream! She stretched and froze when her foot touched someone else. She glanced over her shoulder. Thomas lay behind her. In the darkness she made out Tyler on his side, facing her.
Then she felt something around her neck and reached up, finding the collar.
She sat up. It really happened!
Used to listening for her nightmares, her gasp woke the men.
Tyler touched her arm. “What’s wrong?”
“Did we…?”
He caught her hand and kissed it. “You’re not dreaming.”
Thomas kissed her between the shoulders. “We’re all yours.”
They held her, reassuring her. She started laughing.
“I’m sorry,” she eventually managed.
Tyler kissed her, a real kiss with lips and tongue and teeth and passion. He left her gasping for breath, her heart racing. “Never apologize for showing your emotions. We love you. You can always talk to us.”
Thomas’s lips brushed her neck. When she turned he kissed her, differently, but as passionate as Tyler, his hand gently cupping the back of her head. “We love you, Nevvie. You’ve had us wrapped around your finger forever, it feels like. We’ll do anything to make you happy.”
“Please don’t tell me tomorrow morning this is going to end. Don’t mess with me like that.”
Tyler reached for the bedside lamp and turned it on. He cradled her chin in his hands and met her eyes. “Sweetheart, have we ever lied to you?”
She shook her head.
“Then believe us. We find you sexy and attractive, and we love you.”
Thomas hugged her. “Nevvie, we love you. As in we are in love with you. We want to make love to you. We won’t share you with anyone else.”