Page 131 of Someone Like Me

B takes one of my nipples into his mouth, biting and sucking, and I start to feel overwhelmed in the best way, my nerves on fire as an orgasm builds in my stomach.

I tense when Seb’s finger circles my hole and thrusts inside. “Uhhh…fuuuck.”

Whatever else comes out of my mouth is nonsense when the orgasm breaks and rolls through my body with surprising force. Seb continues to suck me through it, and when I go limp, he climbs up my body and leans across me, kissing B sloppily.

“Mmm, fuck, I can taste her,” B mumbles into Seb’s lips, and the sight already has my libido wanting more. I pull off my panties and circle my clit with my fingers as I watch the guys’s full lips moving against each other, tongues licking and teeth biting aggressively.

“Touch each other,” I moan. Then I scoot up to the headboard so I can watch the show.

Seb pulls away from B and gives me a dirty smirk just as B spits into his own hand. Then he fists Seb’s cock. Seb leans back on his knees while B runs his thumb over the head of his swollen dick, swiping precum onto his finger. B brings it to his lips, sucking it off while Seb watches him with stuttered breaths.

I spread my legs wide as I touch myself, pleasure tickling my pussy in short bursts. Watching them together is so fucking erotic.

Seb reaches for B, and they both stand on their knees, their lips locking again. B lets out a needy whine when Seb grabs their cocks, fists them together, and starts rutting his hips. B thrusts into Seb’s grip, keeping his rhythm. They’re panting and moaning, and it’s so fucking filthy.

“Shit, okay, you guys have to stop,” I pant, pulling my finger from my dripping cunt.

B glances at me as he releases Seb, a bead of sweat dripping from his hairline and down his cheek. Seb shoots me a glare. “Is edging your game tonight, baby, because I’m happy to return the favor.”

I snicker and shake my head. “We need to fuck. Fuck me, Seb. Now.”

Seb’s blue eyes darken, and he pushes a flop of damp, dark hair from his forehead. I lean back against the headboard and spread my legs wide as he crawls between them, his cock hot and heavy against my clit.

I moan at the thrill of pleasure at the skin-on-skin contactand lock eyes with B. He seems to understand what to do immediately. He jumps from the bed before returning with a bottle of lube, clicking it open.

“What are you doing, Stitch?” Seb starts to turn, but I yank his face back and pull his lips to mine. When B dribbles the lube into his ass crack, Seb jumps with a muffled yelp.

“Fuck, that’s cold!”

I smile against his lips and spear my tongue into his mouth.

B leans over Seb’s back, putting his mouth to Seb’s ear. “Relax, baby, and fuck our girl.”

Seb growls and pulls back, thrusting into my aching pussy up to the hilt, our pelvises slapping together. He’s so deep, I see stars. I mewl and whine and whimper beneath him while he pulls in and out of me with deep, measured, yet punishing strokes. I throw one arm around his neck, my nails digging into the back of his skull as he rails me.

But with his next thrust, he stills. A loud moan leaves his lips, and at first I think he’s coming, but when I look over Seb’s shoulder, I realize that B is entering his ass inch by inch. When he’s fully seated, he pulls out and pushes in again. Seb shudders and groans even louder.

“You’re doing so well, Bastian,” B mumbles, caressing his ass cheek before giving it a smack. “Look how well you take my cock.”

“Oh my fuck,” Seb moans. “I’m so fucking full.

“This is so hot,” I pant.

This time, when B pulls out, Seb moves too. We get into a rhythm quickly, and the force of B fucking Seb’s ass just seems to push him deeper into me with each pump until an orgasm mounts with savage strength, whiting out my vision and skimming over every raw nerve in my body.

“Fuck!” I cry as I come.

The guys aren’t far behind. Seb roars his release, his arms wrapping around me, his fingers digging into my back as heholds his cock deep in my body. B grunts loudly and folds his body over Seb’s, burying his face in Seb’s back as he rides out his release.

Seb collapses between my legs, his spent form going limp, and B lies on top of him, panting as he holds himself up on shaky arms. In our post-orgasm glow, we somehow manage to disentangle our tired limbs and crawl under the covers.

“That was…” Seb starts. B looks over at him affectionately. “I never thought I’d be able to do anything like that, let alone have it feel that good.”

I snuggle between them and bite my lip. “I know I’m not very good at expressing my feelings,” I start. “Sometimes, I’m a little broken in that department. But I love you. Both of you. So much. I hope you know that. And at the risk of sounding super cheesy, I promise I’ll show you. Whatever it takes.”

Seb kisses the side of my head and looks at B while they both laugh.

“What?” I ask, glancing between them.

“Nerd,” Seb says with a smirk, and I raise a questioning eyebrow.

“You totally stole that line fromAvengers: Endgame.” B lowers his voice in his best Chris Evans impression. “‘This is the fight of our lives. Whatever it takes.’”

Seb starts humming the theme music fromThe Avengers

I roll my eyes. “Jeez, way to kill the mood. You guys are literally the worst.”

But even though I say it, I know it’s a lie.

These guys are everything, and I’ve never felt so fucking grateful that despite my flaws, they love someone like me.