Page 17 of Triple Threat


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Cole pressed his lips to hers, his mouth owning hers. She tasted herself and Bryce on his tongue and couldn’t help but suck on it to get more of their combined essence.

When he pulled back, his eyes blazed with need. His lips glistened and parted as he choked out a cry when Bryce squeezed him. Cole looked down the length of her body, his gaze a caress. Her nipples puckered, her pussy clenching tightly as he ran a fingertip between her breasts to her navel, circling it gently, before pinching her clit. Ava cried out, shuddering with the force of the need exploding in her.

But this was about more than just her. Ava rolled sideways, clambering off Bryce so she could get Cole naked too. On her knees, she pushed Cole’s underwear down and tugged him forward by his cock, bringing them together and wrapping her hands around their thick lengths.

They were opposites in many ways, even in their cocks, but there was an equal level of perfection in them. Cole’s olive skin tone was concentrated in his cock, his shaft a few shades darker than the rest of his fine body, and the head a blush-pink. A thatch of dark, trimmed hair framed his long dick to perfection. Bryce’s cock was a complete contrast. It was about the same length, but twice as thick, the veiny surface much paler than the rest of his golden skin.

Beads of pre-cum pooled at their slits and Ava spread her knees, hiking her butt up in the air so she could dive in for a taste.

She licked at their salty essence, the tangy liquid spurring her on to devour more. She lapped at them, sucking one of them deep before alternating to the other and using her hands to elicit moans.

They thrust against each other, frotting their cocks in her fisted hands. Stroking them, Ava couldn’t wait to have both these men inside her. Their silky skin encasing an iron-hard core would hit her in every spot she needed.

Their hands tangled in her hair, holding it out of the way as Ava took her fill. Thick fingers speared her pussy, pumping in and out before slipping out and up, teasing her back passage. Ava moaned, pushing back against the thick digits. When a finger pressed against her rim, she cried out, begging for more.

One of the men worked his fingers into her hole. The stretch was unfamiliar, the feeling of fullness strange, but one she was desperate to experience in this moment. Another set of fingers speared into her pussy. Her body desperate for another orgasm, Ava moaned. The heady scent of sex hit her, and she wanted it all. She couldn’t get enough. Opening wider, she did her best to fit both their cockheads between her lips while pushing back against their roaming hands, silently begging them to fill her.

Cole choked out a cry and shuddered, pulling back and gripping the base of his cock. A string of pre-cum still connected him to her mouth until Ava wrapped her hand around his tip and stroked down. “I’m too close,” he gasped with a shudder as Bryce moaned, his cock pulsing in her mouth.

She pulled off and rocked back against their fingers, shamelessly taking what they were offering. “I need you both inside me.”

Cole’s nostrils flared and Bryce hissed before grasping his sac and pulling it roughly down, tugging his balls away from his body. “Bloody hell,” he groaned as Cole added, “I want your arse.”

“Thank fuck. I don’t know if Bryce would fit.”

Bryce groaned painfully, and he strangled his cock in a white-knuckled grip. “I’m gonna go off like a damn firework.”

“How quickly can you get it up again?” Cole asked, his eyes onyx with desire.

“At this rate, I dunno if I’ll even soften.”

“Good.” Cole batted Bryce’s hand out of the way, leaned down to suck a mark onto his thigh, and jacked him hard and fast. Bryce shuddered and cried out before jerking his hips forward, pressing deeper into Cole’s fist.

“Fuck,” he gasped. “I’m there.” Cole pumped him, his fingers gliding over the swollen head of his cock as Bryce thrust into the tight circle of his rough fingers. Thick muscles in Bryce’s legs and arse tensed as he chased his orgasm. His abs rippled, and Ava bent, sucking one of his balls into her mouth. Bryce shouted and shuddered in their hold, coming undone at the seams and painting her hair and his belly with cum.

He breathed hard as he trembled, shooting Ava a glassy-eyed smile. He threw his forearm over his eyes and Ava turned her face, licking up his still-hard shaft to get another taste of him. Bryce groaned, still slowly pumping his finger inside her arse while Cole leaned forward and licked up his chiselled belly, cleaning every droplet of cum from Bryce.

Bryce never softened. Never even looked like he was going to, and when he began to thrust gently into her mouth in shallow pushes and pulls, Ava knew he was ready. “Do you have protection?” she asked, and Cole nodded, slipping his fingers free of her pussy and going to his bag. Her channel clenched, trying to keep the feel of him inside her. Ava had never experienced a reaction with anyone quite like this before. All she wanted was for them to be connected. To fill her and chase out the emptiness that had wormed its way inside her.

A bottle of lube and a single foil packet landed next to her, and disappointment crashed through her. One? That was it? She couldn’t have both of them? Ava’s shoulders fell and she bit back a sob.

Cole cleared his throat. “I’m smaller than you, Bryce. My rubbers won’t fit you.”

Ava blinked her eyes open as Bryce huffed out an embarrassed laugh. “Sorry, my brains are still scrambled. Front pocket of my bag.” She couldn’t help the sob that hitched in her throat this time, and Bryce chuckled. “We wouldn’t have left you hanging, hon.”

The laugh turned into a whimper when Cole gave them an unsurpassed view of his tight body—long legs and a high arse that Ava wanted to bite—when he bent. Legs spread, he put his hole on show for Bryce, whose cock flexed in her hand. He liked what he saw too—who wouldn’t?

“Fuck,” he groaned, and Ava smiled wickedly.

“Maybe you can get all up in there,” she whispered, swiping a lick over his cockhead when pre-cum bloomed at his slit.

“I want all up in you first,” he growled.

That was A-okay with her.

Cole passed her a magnum-sized foil, and she tore the wrapper open, rolling the thin latex over Bryce’s shaft. Cole kneeled behind her and wet Bryce’s cock with lube-slicked hands, then helped Ava balance as she shifted forward. She was soaked, but the lube helped ease him inside her. Ava had never been stretched so tight. She rocked slowly, working herself onto him until he was impaled deep within her. She shuddered, stuffed full of his meaty cock, and Bryce let out a strangled cry.

Her fingers flexed on his thick chest, and his muscles rippled as he closed his big hands around her hips, holding her steady. Holy fucking hell, he was big. He filled her to bursting, stretching her pussy tight.

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