I bite my lip, knowing how much fuller I’ll be stuffed with Dante inside me.
“Nervous, flower?” Finn strokes his hand over my ass cheek.
Fuck, I’m tensing. I relax my muscles. “No.”
“You had us like this last night.” He eases in, pushing past the tight ring of muscles. “Wyatt helped open you up then for me too.”
I rest my head against Dante’s shoulder as Finn pushes in achingly slow. “Finn.”
“Breathe, pip. Can you feel how tight you are with us both inside you?” Dante kisses my shoulder.
“Yes, boss,” I whisper against his skin. When Finn seats himself deep in my ass, we all take a moment. To just feel each other. Their hot skin lights me on fire everywhere they touch. I’m so full of them, so taken, so everything.
I can feel Drew and Wyatt’s gazes on us, but my focus is narrowed down to these two men buried inside me. The two guys I let go to pursue Wyatt. The two I wanted just as much but felt I could never have.
Dante kisses my shoulder again and then Finn begins to move. He draws out lazily before easing back in, sinking inch by aching inch into me. My every nerve ending sings. Setting my insides ablaze.
My lips part at the sensual feel of him moving against Dante inside me. I wish I knew how it felt for them. Do they like it as much as I do?
A hand caresses my hair. I open my eyes and lift my head from Dante’s shoulder. Wyatt’s dark eyes meet mine.
“You ready, trouble?” His thumb trails over my jaw and then my bottom lip, leaving a path of sparks in his wake.
I reach for his cock and stroke down it while holding his gaze. His eyes darken and his grip in my hair tightens just a little.
“Yes, sir.” My words are soft so as not to break the spell we’re weaving.
I guide Wyatt’s cock to my lips and take him inside. For a moment, I don’t relinquish control to him. Sucking, licking to my heart’s content. His skin is clean, but the salty taste of his precum coats my tongue.
Wyatt’s hand tightens in my hair to stop me and I lift my gaze to his. I could fight him for control. Make him come before he wants to. Instead, I give him my surrender. He smirks as he begins to fuck in and out of my mouth in rhythm with Finn’s strokes in my ass.
Dante’s hands hold my sides, his thumbs tease the underside of my breasts. He leans into my ear and kisses beside it. “Is it everything you ever hoped for, pip?”
I whimper as the tension builds inside me. He has no idea how much I want this. How much I dreamed of this. Of them.
“Filled with our cum? Driven mad with lust? We could spend all night fucking into you, filling you, making you ours.”
His words push me over the edge. I shatter as Finn and Wyatt thrust into me. My body pulses around them. They keep fucking me through it. Keep the ecstasy rolling.
Finn and Wyatt groan as they release inside me. Warmth spreads through me and I arch as much as I can trapped between Finn and Dante. I never want to leave though. They can keep me here, pressed between them, forever and I’d die happy.
After Wyatt pulls his cock from my mouth, he leans down to kiss me.
His kiss is soft and exploratory as he slides his tongue against mine like he doesn’t care that he just spilled his cum there. I can still taste it, taste him.
Finn draws out and then thrusts his still-hard cock back inside. I moan at the sensation.
Chuckling, he kisses my neck. “I’ll be back, flower.”
Dante is still hard inside me when Wyatt breaks off our kiss. He brushes his fingers along my jaw. There’s a light in his eyes that draws me. Makes me want to sink into him. It excites me and frightens me in the same breath.
“Finish Dante, trouble.” Wyatt’s gaze shifts to Dante.
Dante’s hard cock is still deep inside my pussy. I focus on him and cup his jaw, feeling the roughness of his five o’clock shadow. His eyes soften and my heart trips over itself.
“You ready, pip?”
Fuck, I know what comes next. We’re doing this all over again, but Dante will be in my ass. Even though I don’t want to miss a single moment of this, nerves still twitter down my spine.