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I give a shaky nod and see Jeremiah smile below me.
"Lean over,” he tells me.
Jeremiah begins to lean back, bringing me with him so my front is laying on his. Even that makes me moan with his cock moving inside of me, hitting nerves that give me pleasure I'm hoping is enough to overcome the pain I'm sure is coming.
"Hold on to me," Jeremiah says.
I nod and wrap my arms around his neck. His hands settle at my lower back, holding me to him. One of my hands begins to go to his hair but then I go utterly still when Ezekiel's finger comes to my ass. Not covered in my wetness this time, but a warm gel. He circles my ring with it before sliding two fingers inside me again. I moan, arching my hips back for more, making Jeremiah release a shuddering sigh beneath me.
I begin moving on him again, rising a little, lowering back down, him giving shallow thrusts up into me. His hands drift down to my ass, gripping my cheeks to spread them further apart as I circle my hips on him. Ezekiel's fingers sink deep into me, making me moan again but it turns into a gasp when I feel him open his fingers inside me. The spark of pain makes me tighten both my ass and pussy. I get two groans in return. Then Ezekiel's fingers leave me. I feel the bed dip with Ezekiel's movements before his hand presses to my lower back, pushing down so Iarch more. I feel like everything, inside me and in this room, stills when the tip of his cock comes to my tight ring.
"Breathe." Jeremiah instructs me softly.
I inhale, and with my exhale, Ezekiel begins pushing in. My eyes widen as a deep groan leaves me. My hand, that had been almost in Jeremiah's hair, flies back to his neck now, my nails digging into his skin. I'm sure it hurts but he barely hisses before telling me to breathe again. Each exhale, Ezekiel pushes in more. I don't feel his thighs against the back of mine, so I know he's nowhere near done sinking into me, and yet, I don't know how I can take anymore. I already feel too full, too stretched. Jeremiah has stopped moving inside of me but even with him still, I can't imagine how they'll both be able to fuck me.
Then, there's the pain. The hot searingpain. Intensifying with each inch of him that enters me. Flaring each time that I tighten around him. The pleasure Jeremiah's cock in me offers is far outweighed by the hurt.
Ezekiel, in a rare display of gentleness during sex, strokes his hand down my spine. A shiver follows his rough fingers, making me arch more. Then he’s piercing me, driving the rest of his cock into me. Something between a gasp and a whimper escapes me as I try to get away from the pain, jerking forward, but Jeremiah's hands on my ass keep me there for his brother to sink in to. My shaky breaths are the only sound in the room. Ezekiel's thighs are against mine, his groin pressed to my ass. His body leans over mine now, chest on my lower back as he kisses up and down my spine but given what his last act of gentleness brought me, I'm wary of this one.
"Relax," Jeremiah says.
A strangledhowleaves me.
"Breathe,” he tells me.
"I can't."
Or at least that's how I feel. I am stretched beyond my limits, both filling me, their bodies crushing me between them. My heart is racing against Jeremiah, and Ezekiel’s heart is beating fast against my back. And although my breaths are heavy, I feel like I can't breathe, can't move. I can hardly think.
"Then talk to me. Tell me what you need."
"I need pleasure," I plead. "I need something to make the pain go away."
"You want me to move?"
I nod, not knowing if it will help or make it worse. His hands, having moved to my hips when Ezekiel slid the last of himself into me, grip me more firmly now, holding me to him as he slides out of me slowly. A gasp bursts from me and my muscles tighten around him and Ezekiel.
"Shit," Ezekiel curses while Jeremiah groans my name.
Then Jeremiah is thrusting back in and a harsh breath tumbles from my lips. The pain doesn't fade, but the pleasure mixes with it, enough to make me aware that there is pleasure to be found with both of them inside of me. Enough for me to want Jeremiah to begin fucking me again.
"Don't stop," I breathe.
"Fast or slow?"
For once I choose the latter, and like always, he gives me what I want. He slides out of me again, into me again, setting a slow rhythm. Each time he enters me, my pussy and ass tighten. Each time he leaves me, I can feel just how much Ezekiel is filling me, waiting for me to give him permission to move as well.
My ass still hurts, but I need more. I need Ezekiel's roughness. I need his sounds. I need his hands gripping me, fingers digging into my skin. I need his dirty words urging me towards an orgasm. I know the pain won't become anything else if he doesn't move. And I need it to become something else. I need him in my ass to feel as good as Jeremiah does in my pussy.
"Ezekiel, please," I plead.
My words are hoarse, but I know he hears me from the wicked way his tongue licks a circle on the middle of my spine. A shiver rakes through me, making Ezekiel arch deeper into me.
"First I'll fuck you like a good girl," his husky voice says. "Then, when you beg for more, I'll fuck you like the slut you are."
As if his words aren't enough to finally,finally,have my mind focusing on coming instead of pain, his lips trailing down my back as he lifts from me would have done it. Or his hands going to my thighs, widening them even more. Or the way he groans when I tighten around him again with Jeremiah driving into me. The gentle strokes from Jeremiah are clearly done now that I've told Ezekiel to begin moving. Jeremiah's hand moves to my lower back, clasping there to keep me low to him as he begins fucking me faster, harder, his hips arching back and forth to thrust deep into me.
Then, Ezekiel is sliding out of me at the same time that Jeremiah does. A strangled moan escapes me as my body suddenly feels far too empty, but just as quickly I'm moaning again as they both fill me. The pain is still there, sparking inside me, competing with the nerves that are lighting up with pleasure. It's enough to make my back arch, seeking more of them. They fall into the same pace, entering me at the same time, leaving me in unison. And soon enough, the pain is only adding to the pleasure. Soon enough, my nails finally release their hold on Jeremiah's neck sothey can slide into his hair as I lift my head and bring my lips to his.
