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"Easy baby, I know it's tight, but we've got you," Nick rasped in her ear as Kris pushed and pressed against her.
Holly let out a cry as the burn peaked, but Jaxon's fingers pinched her nipple, directing the arrow of pain elsewhere.
The distraction worked.
Holly heard Kris mutter something, but she couldn't make it out; then he pushed again, and Nick lifted her a little, so he could withdraw, giving Kris space, and Holly felt the other man's cock finally breach the tight ring of muscle as he slid into her, hot and impossibly wide.
Holly cried out as he pressed deeper, and her body began to tremble. She was unimaginably full. The two of them would never fit.
"Hang on, angel. Almost there." Jaxon's voice, somewhere to her right, was hoarse and thick with need, and Holly blindly felt for him. So far, he was the least involved in everything that was happening to her. She wanted to feel a connection with him, as well as the other two.
Her hand found his straining cock, and she closed her fingers around him, running her thumb over the swollen crown, feeling the moisture of pre-cum there.
Jaxon growled, and she felt his cock twitch and jerk in her hand. He hissed and groaned with pleasure. "Yeah, Holly. That's right. Just... like... that."
Kris' cock was finally buried to the hilt inside her, his hard thighs colliding with her own. He stopped moving. "You okay, baby?" he asked, his voice tight with strain. "Just breathe, sweetheart."
Holly took a deep breath, not realizing she'd been holding it, and it was enough to ease the pressure as she felt him flex inside her.
"Fuck." A guttural groan tore from Kris’ throat, and he leaned forward, burying his face in the crook of her neck, kissing her there. "You're so fucking tight, Holly."
He held still for a moment, then started to withdraw, and Holly sobbed in surprise at all the unexpected nerve ends that lit up like fireworks, ones which she never knew existed.
Nick pressed forward, and Holly could feel the two of them starting to move together as they slowly pumped inside her, one thrusting while the other pulled back, then withdrawing so the other could slide home.
The two of them rocked together, and Holly's body began to relax, to accept them, as they filled her completely, and the friction turned to pleasure.
Then Jaxon's fingers tangled in her hair, and she drew her head to face him, nudging his cock against her cheek.
She closed her lips around his shaft, and Jaxon groaned.
Holly's eyes met his, and they were full of dark, desperate want. He held her gaze as she ran her wet tongue over the underside of his cock, then sucked the head deeper into her mouth.
Jaxon moaned, his fingers tightening in her hair. "Fuck, that's good," he grunted as she took more of his length down her throat.
Three men. Holly had no idea if she was doing any of this right, but she worked on instinct as she continued to bob her head until Jaxon took control and started to fuck her mouth like Nick and Kris fucked her other holes.
She could barely move, hardly breathe. Her head spun as the world narrowed down to one point of pleasure.
The three of them set up a practiced rhythm as they fucked her together, and Holly was lost beneath them, unable to do anything but feel. She was a vessel, an instrument, for their pleasure, and she gloried in it.
But this wasn't just for them; it was for her, too, and they were driving her to the brink of insanity as they thrust into her over and over again.
She could feel her orgasm building. Pleasure expanded through her body, traveling from the tips of her toes to the apex of her thighs as it unfurled inside her.
Like an overtightened guitar string breaking, it slammed into her, shocking in its intensity, and Holly's body went into sensory overload. As her body began to spasm, she heard Jaxon cry out just before he jerked inside her mouth, his cock pulsing as he came in hot ribbons that filled her mouth.
When Jaxon pulled out, Holly dropped her forehead to Nick's, who growled into her neck and then bit down on the sensitive skin there, reigniting her climax.
Then she felt him and Kris stiffen before they lost their rhythm, and both their hips drove forwards, their cocks swelling inside her as they filled her completely.
She heard her own voice, high and keening, as they thrust into her again and again, as pulse after pulse of residual pleasure ripped through her. Somewhere in that sensual fog, she heard Kris' guttural moan as he came, with Nick close behind.
Finally, they both stopped moving, and the three of them collapsed, Holly sandwiched between their two strong bodies for a few seconds before Kris pulled out, leaving her feeling oddly empty, as he climbed off the bed.
Holly dragged in great draughts of air. Everything felt kind of surreal. As if in a dream, she felt Nick's lips against her ear. "Are you okay?" he asked as he, too, withdrew from her spent body. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder. "We didn't hurt you, did we?"
She barely had the strength to shake her head.
