White-hot pleasure caused my blood to pump faster in my veins and my insides to tighten with anticipation.
“Yes, Mr. Parker.”
“Good girl.” He kissed me softly, then helped me down from the desk.
Without hesitation, I kicked off my heels, stripped the stockings and panties down my legs, then turned and asked for his help in removing the corset. Mr. Parker undid the laces and I left it on the desk with everything else, skipping right into his bedroom.
As Mr. Parker had said, Mr. Snowden was laid out on the bed, his attention focused on the ceiling until he heard me come into the room. He turned his head and his eyes widened, probably from noticing that I was as naked as he was.
“I’ve been told I have the next fifteen minutes to pleasure you with my mouth. Any way that I see fit.”
He smiled. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
I crawled up onto the bed with him, sitting between his feet. I then used my mouth to casually graze every inch of his skin from his ankles to his neck, pausing only to give his cock a few good licks and to torture his nipples with my teeth. By the time I reached his mouth, he was panting almost as hard as I was.
“Time’s up, little rebel,” Mr. Parker said from behind me.
Staring down into Mr. Snowden’s eyes, I grinned. “Now I get to take your cock inside me.”
His eyes flared as he reached for me, his hands settling on my back and pulling me close. I reached between us and guided him inside me. It wasn’t until I’d taken a couple of inches when I realized the plug was still in my ass.
“Oh, God,” I moaned when he held me still and thrust his hips upward, sliding deeper inside my body.
“How does that feel?” he whispered.
“Full. I feel so full.”
The bed shifted behind me but I didn’t look. I knew Mr. Parker had joined us.
“Take more of me,” Ben insisted.
I relaxed and eased down on him. The pleasure was intense, the feeling of fullness overwhelming. I had never been filled like this before.
I rocked back and forth until Mr. Snowden was lodged to the hilt inside me. Only then did I feel the plug shift.
“Fuck,” Mr. Snowden hissed.
I stared down at him.
“I can feel it against my cock.”
“Does it feel good?” I giggled.
“Yeah.”
“It’ll feel better when it’s my cock,” Mr. Parker announced.
The plug popped out and I was just getting used to the relief when I felt the head of Mr. Parker’s cock breach my hole.
“Relax for us, little rebel,” he said against my ear.
I did as he said, my chest crushed to Mr. Snowden’s while Mr. Parker’s warmth covered my back. Once he had pushed past the ring of muscles, his arms came around me, settling beside Ben’s shoulders, and I was completely surrounded and filled by them.
I was so overwhelmed I could hardly breathe, much less think, so I relaxed and let them do all the work.
They began moving, rocking gently, both of them filling me at the same time. Then Mr. Parker pulled out and only Mr. Snowden’s cock was inside me. They alternated for the longest time. My skin tingled as the pleasure consumed me. I felt safe and loved and oh so cherished right at that moment. I moaned and rocked, trying to get them to move faster, needing more than they were giving me.
“Color, little rebel?”
“Green, Mr. Parker,” I said on a sigh.
“Good, then we’ll give you more.”
And they did. Both of them fucking me, driving in deeper, harder, faster while our combined moans and groans filled the air. It felt as though my hair was standing on end because the sensations had consumed me, the electricity bursting in my veins as a warm glow filled my womb.
Mr. Parker nipped my ear. “Come for us, pet. We want to feel you come.”
Yeah. That was all it took for my orgasm to crash. Wave after wave of pure bliss rocked me from my head to my toes.
“Oh, shit,” Mr. Snowden groaned. “Your pussy…so tight. Ah, fuck. I can’t…”
“Come for me, pup,” Mr. Parker ordered. “Come for me right now.”
I cried out as Mr. Snowden slammed into me, his cock pulsing, triggering another orgasm. Shockwaves detonated when Mr. Parker stilled, his cock pulsing in my ass.
As I relaxed between them, loving the way their hands moved over me, I knew this was where I wanted to be for the rest of my life.
Right here.
Surrendering to my two Doms.
Forty-Eight
JUSTIN
“ADDISON?” I CALLED OUT AS Ben and I sat at the kitchen table on Friday morning.
Last night, before the three of us crawled into my bed, I had informed her she was going in late today. I had something I needed to discuss with them, something I no longer wanted to put off.
