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I believe you.
“I don’t want to want you. I don’t want to need you. It scares me.You scare me.” My chest heaves as tears prick behind my eyes. “You’ll break me. Ruin me. Then leave me, whether you want to or not. Everyone leaves.”
“We’re not going anywhere,” Kai whispers the promise in my ear as his hand snakes between me and Ezra, deftly finding my clit.
I cry out as his touch sparks fire through me, my entire body heating like it’s going up in flames while drowning me at the same time. Yet, he doesn’t withdraw or let me come up for air, he simply presses firmly, circling his digit to a beat only he seems to hear. Ezra’s hand suddenly joins his, but instead of focusing on my clit, he moves to my entrance, easing his massive fingers inside, an inch at a time.
Words leave my mouth, but they’re unintelligible moans and whimpers stolen from my throat unbidden, with no real meaning behind them. Ezra adds another finger as Kai picks up speed on my clit, my mind going blank as they push me further and further towards the edge. I reach my hands out blindly, looking for anything to grasp onto as I buck my hips into their touches. The two of them make a blindingly efficient team that works together to send me flying.
Wasting no time, in the next second, I’m airborne. My mind detaches from my body completely as ecstasy shoots through me, scorching every one of my nerve endings and burning them to a crisp. Time, life, worries,everythingbecomes meaningless as I ride wave after wave of pure pleasure until I can’t anymore.
Panting, I finally come down from the crest, yet Kai and Ezra leave me so suddenly, that for a split second, I wonder if I was merely dreaming. But before the thought can truly take root, they’re back.
Ezra’s hands find the waistband of my shorts and panties and rips them off at the same time that Kai pulls my top, being careful not to jostle my head too much. Cool air settles over my heated flesh, and I know I’m bare to them completely.
A groan surfaces from down by my legs as I hear Kai’s chuckles above me. “I know, big guy. She’s fucking gorgeous.” There’s another grunt of agreement from Ezra, making my cheeks heat at their attention. My instinct is to try and cover myself, so I do just that. “No, no, no. You can’t hide that away from us. That’s just cruel.”
Kai pushes my hands away before he shifts and lifts me into his arms, his bare flesh meeting mine as I grin, letting my hands explore him. Like braille beneath my fingertips, his body talks to me. Each divot of his muscles, each curve of his body, each mysterious rigid mark upon him; is its own love language just for me.
I read him as long as I can until he’s depositing me on my knees, his hands squeezing my waist and hips as I settle on all fours.
My favorite fucking position.
“This waist. Those hips. Jesus fucking christ,” Kai practically growls as his hands explore my body. “But it’s not quite my turn, is it? Unless you want me to prepare you for that monstrosity between Ezra’s legs, that is.”
He doesn’t sound jealous or concerned in the slightest that Ezra is far bigger than him. In fact, this is the most at ease I have ever heard him. Like he’s discussing the weather or some shit. Plus, he has to know he’s well above average in the cock department himself. Ezra is just, well…that’s not human.
I almost ask him to do just that, prepare me, but he’s already taken up a spot directly in front of my head, his hand stroking across my jaw as he positions himself. Ezra’s hands find my hips as he settles behind me, the massive head of his cock nudging at my entrance. A flash of the last cock positioned there shoots a zing of fear up my spine, but I quickly stamp it out. There’s no way in hell I’m letting my trauma take any sort of control over me.
Ezra must sense the change because he stops, worry now broadcasting from the leak in the hold he has on his emotions.
“Ezra, if you stop right now, so help me God, I will never talk to you again! And then you can sit there and watch Kai as he-” A scream leaves my throat as he snaps his hips forward, driving his cock into my sopping wet heat.
He’s barely made it halfway before stopping, unable to push past the tightness without hurting me. My body flushes both hot and cold all at once from the exquisite pleasure of being stretched so impossibly. I’m so fucking full it hurts, but in a delicious sort of way.
His hand finds my clit and begins to play while he waits for me to relax, the sensations he pulls out of me, helping along the way until I’m panting and moaning, begging for him to move. I need the friction. I need the pain.
Kai’s hand pulls my head up, brushing my hair behind one of my ears before giving a small squeeze to my throat. I acquiesce to his silent demand, opening my mouth slightly in invitation. The heated head of his cock brushes against my lips and I flick my tongue out, the liquid at the tip coating my tongue, before opening wider and allowing him to push in.
Just then, Ezra eases out slightly before pushing back in. Over and over he does it, thrusting into me further and further with each movement, until I’m moaning around Kai’s cock, my body sweating from the flush of the lustful fire that encapsulates me.
I barely have the wherewithal to not bite down or close my mouth as ecstasy takes me away completely. Each thrust into my body from behind grows in fervor until I’m pistoning between Kai and Ezra rapidly. My tits swaying beneath me so hard that my skin seems to itch and burn from the intensity.
Ezra has no mercy once he’s made it all the way in. He hammers into me like he’s trying to teach me a lesson, tell me a truth I’m just not seeing. I scream around Kai’s cock as I submit to their punishment, letting them mold me and show me what they want to, opening myself up to them both in a way I’ve avoided doing with anyone before now. As tears slide down my cheeks from the assault on my throat, I submit to what they’re trying to say.
With each swivel of their hips, with each reverently moaned word, and with each caress of their hands on my skin, they dote on me, love on me…and I let them.
Flashes of my ass fill my vision and I almost gasp, or I would have if I could, but Kai shoves in deep, a delectable moan slipping from his lips. But the crazy part is…I see it exactly when it happens. He shoves forward, lost in the moment, his hand gripping my hair as if it’s the only thing keeping him from floating away. His essence shoots down my throat at the same time I get a flash of him closing his gorgeous brown eyes, pure bliss overtaking his features. Then my view goes back down to see my ass bounce against Ezra’s hips at a dangerously fast pace, his massive fucking cock sliding into me over and over as if it were made for me.
Ezra’s arms reach out, grabbing mine before pulling my body flush against his, Kai’s shuddering cock slipping from my mouth. I see it from his damn eyes at the same exact time that I feel it, the position changing and lighting up my insides in a completely different way. He settles me over his lap and grabs my hips, lifting me off him before slamming me back down.
My body is so tiny in comparison to his, yet also perfect in a way. My head resting against his shoulder, facing up with scarred eyes shut tight with an expression of pure nirvana plastered across my face. His gaze never wavers from my features as he slams into me over and over, his focus on each and every tightening of my eyes or relaxing of my mouth. Each one a product of what he does to me.
He lifts me again, effortlessly spinning my form around until I’m facing him, my arms and legs instantly wrapping around him as much as they can while he repositions himself at my entrance.
This time, as he slides into me, he does it slowly, deliberately, and lovingly. His arms wrap around my tiny form and pull me flush against him as if he’s trying to meld us together, to become one.
I feel it, experience it, and see it all at once. I’m both inside of the moment, and watching from the outside. No second is lost, no fragments for me to juggle and place together. Somehow, someway, I am right here in this moment with Ezra. His eyes give me the power to see what he’s doing to me. I see it when his gaze flicks to where we’re connected as he lays me on my back and when they move back to my face, flicking over every feature in some kind of beautiful perusal of all that is me.
