Page 42 of Fatkini


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He wanted me, that was obvious. But if I said, “No,” he would step back, cool off, and respect my choice. I glanced at Drew. He nodded. I could count on him. Always.

These two men put me first, even now, as I stood naked and vulnerable before them. And that gave me courage. This was another thing Old Zel never would’ve done. But New Zel? She was a bit more like Juno Galore than I’d realized. Bolder, braver, willing to take this risk.

I exhaled. “I’m more than okay,” I said and captured his lips with mine.

Aithan groaned and returned my kiss. He hooked his fingers into my panties and shimmied them down my legs, helping me step out of them. He kissed his way up my thighs and belly, then straightened, captured my mouth with his, and slipped his fingers between my legs and into my folds, growling appreciatively to find me so slick and ready. He worked my clit in gentle circles, making me writhe. His mouth moved to my left breast and he licked and suckled as I moaned and pushed against his hand.

My voice pitched up as tension mounted inside me, and Aithan’s fingers stopped circling. He kicked off his shoes and released his own pants. His erection stood free as he shed his underwear. His thighs and ass were smooth and muscular, his cock was thinner than Drew’s but longer.

Drew offered a condom. “Need a sheath for that sword?”

“That’s very gentlemanly of you.” Aithan took it, tore open the little packet, and handed the condom to me. “Do me the honor, Zel, since you’re already there?”

He meant since my hand was already wrapped around his cock. I wanted to suck him off, but I remembered Drew’s rule. Instead, I placed the rubber against the tip of his dick, then rolled it down the length, taking a moment to caress his balls and watch his eyes roll up with ecstasy.

Aithan murmured something in a foreign language, then slipped my dress and bra off. He surprised me by sitting on the bench and pulling me onto his lap, facing Drew. Draping my calves outside his, he spread his legs, opening me for my other lover to see.

“Lean back, beautiful. Put your arms around my neck. You can trust me. I’m here to make you feel good.”

I shivered. Those were the same words Drew had said. How were these men on the same wavelength? I exhaled and reached back, shoving my fingers into Aithan’s thick, dark hair. My head fell back against his shoulder. The position arched my back and lifted my breasts. He moved his hips and his shaft slid across my folds, not entering my body, but teasing a sigh from my lips. His fingers danced across my ribs and stroked the fullness of my breasts. They flicked over the hard peaks of my nipples, eliciting another sigh. His lips moved along my neck, nipping and sucking as his fingers and his cock stroked me, pushing me closer and closer to release, but not giving me what I really wanted.

Still leaning in the doorway, Drew stroked his cock, his gaze sharp and hungry, his hand slow and sure. His movements matched the languid glide of Aithan’s dick across my flesh.

His excitement made my heart pound harder. I wanted to wrap my lips around his cock while Aithan fucked me, but I couldn’t. Drew had a rule and I wouldn’t make him break it. He would watch while we fucked. This time.

Aithan’s fingers found my clit again and I moaned his name. “Aithan. Please.”

“What, beautiful? What do you want?” His tongue flicked over my ear. “Tell me. I won’t do it unless you tell me.”

God, he was relentless and it was making me so fucking horny. “I want you inside me.”

“Thought you’d never ask.” He shifted my body just enough to slide his cock inside me, slowly easing me down, and letting the entire length push deeper and deeper, all the way to the base.

I groaned with the exquisite pressure of his flesh filling me.

“Fuck.” Drew fondled himself and drank me in with his gaze. “You’re absolutely perfect, Brick.”

Pinned by Drew’s hungry gaze and drunk on the feel of Aithan’s skin, I bit my lip and drove down onto him, feeling every inch of my newest lover. He met each thrust with his own, holding my hips and keeping me steady, bouncing me onto his rock-hard cock.

“You like watching him, too,” Aithan said, panting with each thrust. “Don’t close your eyes, Zel. Watch him cum.”

I moaned and thrust. Drew stroked his thick cock faster. Aithan rammed into me so hard his ass left the bench with each stroke. It was so fucking erotic. I mewled and gasped. A tremor took hold of me. Pressure built inside me then broke free. I arched and screamed with overwhelming pleasure. Aithan kept thrusting inside me, riding the waves as my muscles clamped onto his dick.

I opened my eyes to see Drew cum over the head of his cock and down his hand, pure bliss on his face. Aithan pressed his mouth against my back, grasped my hips, and pushed into me one last time. His low groan rumbled through me as he came, buried deep inside my body.

“Whoopsies,” Drew said and disappeared into the downstairs bathroom. “Did I interrupt something between you two?” he called from the small room.

I laughed, but my voice sounded weird. Who was I? Zaftig Zel, the fat girl who was mocked by her classmates and dismissed by men? Or Zaftig Zel, the sexy woman who watched one man pleasure himself while watching her being pleasured by another man, which gave that man pleasure? Good lord, I was the center of a Gordian knot. No wonder I felt off-kilter. I needed time to unravel what I’d just done with Drew and Aithan and figure out where I –we– went from here.

Aithan hugged me close for a long moment, as if knowing I was freaking out a little. “Thank you,” he murmured.

“For what?”

“Trusting me.”

I turned my head and kissed him.

Drew emerged from the bathroom sans robe. Aithan lifted me to my feet, steadying me as I staggered a bit. “Your author wears your robe?” He pulled on his underwear and picked up his jeans.

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