Ellis lifted his mouth from hers and stared down at her with his sweet blue eyes. “You’re ours,” he said. “All ours. I promise you, we’ll love you and take care of you.”
She let out another cry as, somehow, Brad’s hand hit all the right spots and triggered another, smaller orgasm.
Ellis smiled down at her. “That’s right. Let him make you come for us. Let go to us.”
Mandaline didn’t know if she could survive it. Even with a vibrator she’d never come this long or this hard before. And though she rationally knew she could demand they stop and let her up, it was the last thing she wanted them to do.
Then Brad moved, his hand disappearing. She gasped, startled as the sensation ceased. She tried to look down her body at him. Ellis moved in again, this time taking one nipple between his lips as he pinched the other one. She threw her head back and let out another moan.
She felt the bed moving and heard a soft noise, like plastic tearing. Then Ellis released her. Before she could process that, Brad had grabbed her by the waist, flipped her over, and pulled her up to her hands and knees.
“Hold still, baby,” Brad ordered, his voice still tinged with the commanding tone that apparently drilled right through to her clit. She felt him spread more lube between her ass cheeks, and then the sheathed head of his cock pressed against her rim.
He grabbed her hips. “Take it slow, baby. Fuck yourself back on me.”
She did, letting out a soft whine as his cock stretched her ass even more than his fingers had. Ellis reached beneath her and took both her nipples between his fingers again, turning the pinch in her ass into pleasure.
“That’s it,” Brad encouraged as she slowly started rocking back and forth, impaling herself deeper on his shaft. “Take it slow. Enjoy it.”
She closed her eyes, head drooping as she imagined how she must look and not caring. Wanting to feel his entire length buried inside her, she slammed back against him, gasping as the stretching once again turned to pleasure. When she tried to move, he dug his fingers into her hips and held her still with his thighs pressed against hers. “No,” he said, his voice now sounding tense. “Stop moving or I’ll blow. Ellis, get in there.”
She opened her eyes to see him yanking off his shorts and rolling a condom onto his own huge shaft. As Brad pulled her up to a kneeling position with her body pressed against his, he spread his legs, forcing hers farther apart. Ellis slid his legs under them until she was positioned over his cock. Working together, with Ellis grabbing her waist and Brad still holding her hips, they lowered her onto his cock, sinking it deep inside her ready cunt.
She let out another soft cry as his shaft filled her, stretching her pussy almost beyond her limits. Brad pushed her down onto Ellis and took a long, slow stroke out and in her ass. Her body shivered involuntarily at the pleasure, the feel of both their cocks buried inside her.
“More,” she whispered. “Please!”
“Ellis,” Brad said.
Ellis took several strokes of his own, slow, Mandaline unable to rock her body against them because of their firm grip on her. They were totally in control.
Brad folded his body over hers and bit down, hard, on the back of her shoulder, the delicious pain only adding to the pleasure. “Baby,” he hoarsely said, “we’ve never done this together with a woman. This is the first time, and you’re the only one we ever will do this with for the rest of our lives. You’re ours.”
“Ours,” Ellis echoed from below her.
She didn’t want to talk, she wanted to fuck! “Please,” she whined.
“Say it,” Brad said. “Tell us what you want.”
“Please fuck me,” she begged. “Please!”
“That’s not what we want to hear,” Ellis said.
She forced her eyes open to look down at him, then glanced over her shoulder at Brad. “I love you,” she whispered. “Both of you. I want both of you.”
“Forever?” Brad asked.
She nodded, her eyes falling closed again. Overwhelming need overrode everything else, her fear, her worries, her doubt. “Forever.”
Ellis reached up and cupped her cheeks. “Open your eyes, baby.”
She forced her lids to obey, barely.
“I’m not perfect, and I can’t promise I won’t fuck up again. But I love you and I promise I’ll try to be everything you need me to be. Can you trust me?”
She nodded. “I know. And I do.” She tried squirming against them, but Brad’s fingers dug in even more, holding her still.
“I promise I’ll never ask you to change for me,” Ellis swore. “Ever. I love you the way you are.”
“And I’m a fairly broken toy,” Brad murmured in her ear. “You okay with that?”
She looked over her shoulder at him, meeting his brown gaze. “I love you. Both of you. Just the way you are.”
Brad released her hips and reached around her. One hand found her clit, the other a nipple. “Fuck us, baby,” he muttered in her ear. “Come for us like this.”
She braced her hands on Ellis. He reached up and steadied her, his hands warm and secure and cupping around her sides. She closed her eyes and began rocking against them, unsure of the tempo at first and gasping as Ellis bottomed out inside her cunt. As she grew more sure of herself, her juices flowed and soon she was slamming her body against them.
“Do it, baby,” Ellis encouraged. “Make the vision come true.”
It felt like the seams of her soul ripped apart. Her pussy and ass both clamped down on their cocks as her orgasm swept through her, strengthening it. Brad’s fingers quickly stroked her clit which only intensified the sensation.
She cried out, sobbing as she dug her fingers into Ellis’ shoulders. She moved harder, faster, wishing the explosion would never end.
“Yes!” Brad gasped from behind her. She felt his cock spasming inside her ass, growing harder as his own release closed in.
Beneath her, Ellis’ cock hardened inside her cunt. She let out one last cry as the final wave crashed over her, both men grunting and moving now, too, adding their release to hers.
They all collapsed, Brad on top of her, gasping and panting. After a minute or so, from below her Ellis said, “Um, can we roll to our sides? I can’t breathe.”
“Sorry, dude,” Brad said. She felt him grab her and as one, they all flopped onto their sides, their cocks still inside her.
She let out a tired laugh.
“What’s so funny, baby?” Ellis asked. He kissed her.
“Death by sexual smooshing,” she joked.
Brad nibbled along her shoulder, his cock still twitching inside her ass. “You get five minutes. I know that’s how long it’ll take me to recover. Then I’m fucking that sweet pussy of yours.”
She shivered in his arms. “Okay!”
Ellis carefully withdrew from her. “I might need a couple more minutes than that.”
She licked her lips. “I can help.”
He untangled himself from her and kissed her. “I was hoping you’d say that.”
Ellis returned from the bathroom a moment later, his cock already half stiff. Brad pulled out and went to the bathroom to clean up while Ellis slid into bed with her. He sat up against the headboard while she buried her face in his lap and engulfed his cock between her lips.
The low moan of pleasure he let out buzzed straight through her heart. Yes, she was madly in love with these two guys. She no longer cared how irrational or crazy it was. It felt like they were meant to be there, in her bed, in her heart.
In her soul.
He plunged his hands into her hair, gently fisting it and taking control. “Baby,” he muttered, “you might find yourself giving me lunchtime blow jobs for a while. I can barely look at you and I get hard.”