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“Hold still.” Tiny kisses feather along my spine, stopping just above my ass as firm hands spread me apart. “Breathe out while I push in, okay?”
I bob my head in agreement as pressure assaults my hole, forcing me to lock my jaw as my body tries to reject the intrusion.Why is this happening? Didn’t I prepare for this?
“She’s clenching.Hard.” Blake’s voice is strained even though his eyes are soft.
Strong fingers massage my cheeks as Jace’s soothing voice glides over me. “I’m bigger than the plug so it’ll be hard at first. Just relax and breathe out.”
I feel better knowing there’s a reason this isn’t going the way I envisioned, and with a heavy sigh I try to relax my muscles as I exhale. Though the initial push borders on painful, once the head of Jace’s cock breeches my hole he moves easily, pressing deeper in a slow, steady thrust. Once again, the sensation of being stretched and filled sets my nerves on fire, erasing all discomfort as heat collects in my center.
“Damn.” Blake’s eyes roll back in his head as the tendons in his neck go taught. “I felt… Tell me that wasn’t your dick I felt pressing against mine?”
“Did you like it?” Jace circles his hips slowly, setting off sparks of electricity deep inside my core as a strangled groan rumbles up Blake’s throat.
“It was… I didn’t know I’d feel you,” Blake pants.
“We’ll all feel each other.” Jace swivels his hips again, brushing his thick head against a particularly sensitive spot. This time I’m the one who moans.
“Ready, Becca?” Soft lips kiss my shoulder. I nod again. “Blake and I are gonna move. Just relax and let us take care of you.”
For reasons I can’t explain, my arms and legs are too exhausted to function, so I give up trying to use them, letting my full weight sink against Blake’s chest as they start to move.
Jace first, he withdraws slowly, leaving that empty feeling in his wake. Before I can mourn the loss, I feel him filling me again as Blake pulls back, leaving me despite the way my pussy contracts in an attempt to keep him in place. Back and forth, in and out, their cocks meeting in passing as they take turns filling me, all while I lay limply between them, savoring the friction and pressure building in my center.
Lost in a haze of bliss, I vaguely register whispered endearments. Baby. Beautiful. Honey. The occasional caress. A tender kiss. It’s a stark contrast to the intrusions wreaking havoc on my body. Though being taken as a whole makes me feel both precious and wanton. How something so seemingly dirty can leave me feeling good I don’t fully understand, I just know being here in this moment, between two men who both desire and respect me, feels right.
Pleasure mounts. Breathing becomes labored. Measured strokes push deeper,harder, as strong fingers grip my waist, my hips, holding me in place as they strain to bring us to the finish we’ll all find buried in my core.
And then it’s there. The precipice. Watching. Waiting. Beckoning me forward so it can carry me over the edge and consume me in its sated warmth. Thrust by determined thrust, I’m pushed to the brink, and then I’m falling. Spiraling. My throaty cries drowned out by the feral groans of the two men shuddering inside me as they follow me into the abyss.
Wracked with pleasure and senses on overdrive, I lie still as the aftershocks ripple through me. Too content to move let alone speak, I’m still foggy when strong arms tuck me between warm bodies, and soft lips pepper my skin. I barely make out the wordstaymurmured against my ear before a heavy, satiated sleep claims me.
When I wake the next morning, still cradled between their hard bodies and peaceful faces, my heart beats in an all too familiar pattern. I take in Blake’s strong jaw, framed by a hint of stubble, then Jace’s full lips, which I know are just as soft as the rest of his smooth skin. They’re each sexy in their own way, not just in looks but personality. And they each sort of feel like home to me.Shit. Is there a world where either of them would choose me, or where I don’t have to choose between them?
Chapter 25
Jace
Iblinkslowlyasthe mattress shifts, so subtly I think I’m imagining it, and let my eyes drift closed again, the pull of sleep too tempting to ignore. Then it moves again, a firmer jolt, and I turn my head to locate the disruption.
Like a thief in the night, Becca’s stealing away, easing off the bed by degrees so she doesn’t wake us. “What’s the point in staying over if you’re going to sneak out?” My voice is thick with sleep.
“I wasn’t sneaking,” she whispers. “I just didn’t want to wake you both.”
Rolling my head to the side, I see Blake lying on the other side of the void next to me. The one Becca’s body filled a few seconds ago.
Stifling a yawn as he stretches his arms above his head he asks Becca, “Why are you getting dressed?”
“Brunch with the girls.” She pulls a shirt over her head. “I have to go home to shower and then meet them at the restaurant.”
She crawls onto the open space on the bed and leans over me, planting a quick kiss on my lips. “Call us later?” I ask as she does the same to Blake.
“Okay.” She gives a little wave and slips out the door.
After a moment of silence, Blake asks, “Should we be worried that she bolted out of here?”
“I don’t think so. She kissed us goodbye.”
“True.” The mattress dips as he rolls to face me. “We didn’t talk to her about us.”
