Because they were fucking mine. I could feel it.
Travis moved first. He kissed me as if I were oxygen, as if the hours since he dropped me off on my doorstep had nearly done him in. His hands were big and rough and so damn reverent it nearly broke me open.
He lifted me with one arm under my thighs, walking me backward until my back hit a steel pillar in the middle of the room. I gasped, kissing him deeper as Eli slid behind me, shielding me from the cold hard metal and pressing me between them. His fingers worked in front of me, undoing the buttons on my dress until he pulled it free of my body, leaving me in my bra and panties in Travis’s arms still.
“I want you to know what it’s like,” Eli whispered against the back of my neck, “to be ruined by both of us. Not for fun. Not for power. But because you’re ours.”
If I had been standing, my knees would have buckled. And I knew they would have caught me.
“Bed.” I cried, as Eli’s teeth sank into my shoulder and Trav’s fingers slid under the crotch of my panties, rubbing me with the rough pads of his fingers. “Now, please!”
They moved in unison, carrying me up the steps and I pulled away from Travis’s delicious lips long enough to look at the massive king-size bed in the center of the loft, the headboard against a gigantic wall of windows overlooking the town below with the streetlights casting a warm glow through the mismatched glass. “God, it’s beautiful.”
It wasn’t a bachelor pad. It was a den, his sanctuary. A place built to handle the weight of things that weren’t allowed out into the daylight after his shifts.
It was perfect.
“Yes, you are.” Eli said, and I turned my attention back to them as Travis set me on my feet at the end of the bed.
“Are you sure?” I asked, parroting Eli’s questions earlier as I looked at each of them. “You’re best friends. What if this changes something?”
Travis shucked his flannel off with those steady eyes that never wavered in the face of uncertainty and then pulled the hem of his shirt up over his head, revealing his massive abdominals, coated with a layer of manly dark hair.
What was I saying? Damn.
“I hope itdoeschange things.” Travis said, staring at me. “I hope it means the start of something powerful for all three of us.”
“You’re sure?” I asked, looking at Travis, who nodded surely, to Eli, who gave me a grin.
“We’re sure.” Eli said, pulling his shirt off by the back of his collar and tossing it into the pile of clothes on the floor. “Now what doyouwant from us?”
“Mmh,” I moaned, looking from his smooth, ripped eight-pack to Travis’s manly barrel chest. “Strip.”
Eli grinned with his pretty-boy smirk and pulled the button of his jeans open as Travis did the same.
They weren’t shy as they each stripped; they didn’t even pretend not to look at each other as they pushed their briefs down and stood naked before me for the first time. It was so surreal to see their level of comfort with each other and their hunger for me in one.
And holy mother of God, they were both packing glorious dicks, and I was in massive trouble. The second I saw them both, I longed to take them both at the same time, but I knew that would take time.
Time I didn’t know if I would have the patience to wait for.
“Lie down.” I said, putting a hand on each of their chests and pushing them back onto the bed. Standing before them in my best pair of black lingerie, and with confidence I didn’t know I possessed anymore, I prayed I’d stay upright before I fell to my knees and begged them. “You both have played, now it’s my turn.”
Both men leaned back on the pillows at the top of the bed and watched me with hungry gazes as I slid my bra and panties off and kneeled on the bed between them. Never in my life had I taken two men to bed, and part of me was intimidated by the idea of trying to please even one of the magnificent men in front of me, let alone both of them.
Instead of letting that fear stop me, I leaned into the arousal and need it had created in my core and followed my urges from that.
Laying one hand on each of their thighs, I slowly trailed my fingers up their muscles to the prizes they held at the top. Trav’s cock was so thick, built just like the rest of his body with veins and ridges along it that would tease me with every thrust. He groaned when I stroked him, pulling more pre-cum from the tip. Then I finally got to feel Eli against my skin. He wasn’t as thick, but he was long, and I knew he’d go deeper than any man had ever been when I took him.
“I don’t think either of you has any idea how happy I am that you’re both so big.” I grinned, leaning over Eli’s hip slowly while holding his stare as I kissed the tip of his cock. His hips thrust and his body tensed when I traced the tip of my tongue around the swollen head. “I still would have fucked you both even if you had small dicks, but I would have blocked you after.”
Trav grunted, and I tightened my hand around his cock, using his pre-cum to lubricate my strokes. I watched his eyes darken even more as I started sucking Eli’s cock, holding Travis’s gaze.
There was something wicked about the way both of them hardened even more, leaking for me as I pleasured them both. It wasn’t right, but I couldn’t care less about that as my body got hotter for them.
“God, baby.” Elliot groaned, threading his fingers into my hair and pushing it back to see me as I started sucking him deeper, taking him as far as I could before gagging and doing it again. “You’re incredible.”
“You should be rewarded.” Travis said as he slid down the bed and got behind me on the floor. His big hands pulled me over Eli’s leg until I kneeled between both of his muscular thighs, and Travis pushed my shoulders down and pulled my ass into the air.
