Bennett’s hands grip my hips and Carter in turn cups my face. With a soft kiss landing on my lips, he turns me to face his best friend. Sandwiched between two alpha males is a heady feeling. I’d compare it to being drunk, that soft fizzle that tingles through you from the top of your head and heats its way down to your toes.
I feared for so long and now that I’m here panic is the last thing on my mind.
Bennett stares at me. He doesn’t look jealous at all and I realize he wanted this. They both did.
Even though I’ve just had his cock in my mouth, it feels more intimate kissing him, his tongue teasing mine. Carter wraps his arms around my waist, with one hand splayed on my stomach. His other reaches for my p*ssy. When he finds it dripping a deep, guttural growl rumbles through his chest.
“You’re drenched again, Princess. Is your p*ssy needy, baby?” His words have my core clenching around his fingers. Tightening, pulling them deeper into my body. “Does my beautiful girl want two cocks?” he murmurs, skating his fingers over the lips of my core. He plants a kiss on the wet skin of my shoulder.
“Please…” I beg.
I. fu*king. Beg.
I glance up under wet lashes at Bennett and offer a shy smile as he growls. “I’m taking that sweet arse, sweetheart, and you’ll never forget it.” His words send panic racing through me at the thought of him inside that part of my body. Both men notice me freeze.
“Look at me, Ella.” Carter’s deep baritone cloaks me and I drag my worried gaze to his. “Feel me, feel Bennett. You’re safe,” he murmurs as two sets of hands stroke, hold, and grip me in their safety.
They’re both similar height, and a few inches taller than me, which makes me stare up at them. Carter’s lips find mine and he lifts me against his body again. I wrap my legs around his waist and the tip of his cock teases my p*ssy. I’m wet, slick with desire, and needy for him to fill me.
“Shit, I need a—”
“It’s okay, I’m safe,” I whisper. Our gazes meet in a standoff and I offer a swift nod, telling him I want him inside me with no barriers. Just us. Skin on skin.
That must be all he needed because he moves. His hips roll, but they’re controlled as he slides me down his shaft and once he’s fully seated, my body tenses.
“Jesus, Ella,” he grunts, “your greedy, little p*ssy better stop trying to milk my cock dry, because I’m in fu*king charge and this time you’re going drench my cock at least twice in your sweet juices before either of us fills you with cum.”
I whimper at the dirty words. The naughty promises he utters.
“Now grip my fu*king shoulders, because we’re going to own you.” His order is filthy, purely sinful, but I love every syllable. A devilish smirk curls his full lips. It’s sexy as hell and I twine my arms around his neck. I know I’m in for an intense ride.
His best friend presses his chest against my back, and when his fingers find the tight forbidden hole I gasp in shock. “Relax, darling, concentrate on Carter,” Bennett assures me. His fingers tease my back entrance gently. Then he slides one finger into to me, I pant and claw at the man holding me up. Another hand wraps around me and between us Bennett’s fingers tease my clit.
“Sweet Jesus, Ella, your p*ssy is like a vice. You feel so fu*king good on my cock.” My blue-eyed god growls and I smile. We move in unison, fingers and cock filling me, and I’m flying.
Soaring. Aching. Moaning. Screaming.
I’ve never felt so full. I’ve never had so much pleasure bestowed on my body. My head falls back as my orgasm tightens in my lower stomach. A slow, sensual sensation starts from the roots of my hair, trailing white hot pleasure—mingled with a bite of pain—lower and lower until it reaches my spine. It sizzles down to my tailbone, and it gathers, low and forceful in my womb. My toes curl. My p*ssy clamps down on the cock inside me and the two fingers probing me.
I’m hovering on the precipice of lust and desire between them.
It’s erotic. It’s addictive. It’s perfect.
I need more.
“Bennett, please,” I whimper as his digits scissor me open, getting me ready, loose and gaping for his thick length.
He nudges my tight hole with the tip of his dick. It’s wet and slippery and as Carter’s teeth graze my nipples I relax and suddenly I’m impaled. Both men are inside me and it feels as if I’m hurtling down a cliff.
Sparks, fireworks, lightning. All three go off at the same time and my body convulses wildly around both men. My throat is raw from the loud screams they elicit, but they don’t stop. He’s keeping his promise. I’ll find another release between them.
Like a thunder storm, it moves slow and threateningly through the dark sky. As if I’m watching it, I feel the impending rumble in the distance. That’s how my orgasm teases. I know when it hits, it’ll be fit for heaven. I’m in the clouds and my body is weightless. They move in a rhythm that rocks me and lulls away any fear or panic.
“fu*k, you’re tight, darling.”
“Jesus, baby, you’re incredible.”
I hear their words, but I can’t respond because pleasure has overridden my mind and all I can do is whimper and moan. I don’t know who’s speaking, who’s uttering beautiful words at me. My nails dig in and I cry out as an orgasm thunders through me.
“Please… God… fu*k…” Unintelligible mumbles fall from my mouth.
“That’s it, Ella. Pleasure. Feel it. Every fu*king moment of it.”
I think it’s Carter because the voice strains in front of me. He’s so deep inside me I feel him nudge my womb. Bennett slides out and slams back into me, while Carter drives his cock, deeper and harder. Faster and faster. They’ve created a rhythm. It’s divine, it’s unadulterated, and I feel another release close by.
“Please…”
Bennett leans in and his tongue trails over my neck to my jaw. When his mouth reaches my ear, his teeth bear down on my lobe, sending pleasured pain skittering over my skin.
“Open your eyes, Princess,” the command comes from the man seated inside my p*ssy. I meet his gaze—hungry, desperate, and beautiful. He’s perfect. “You feel this?” He slams into me and I nod. “You see me?”
Again, I acknowledge.
“This is me fu*king you.” Again and again he drives deep and furiously.
“You feel me, darling?” A deep rumble behind me steals my breath and I nod. “This is me fu*king you.” The exquisite pain has me teetering on the edge.
Memories are forgotten when fingers find my clit, circling it, sending me crashing, falling, tumbling into pleasure as sparks explode behind my eyelids. My body tenses and pulses.
“fu*k, I can’t hold back, baby. I’m coming inside this perfect little arse.” Bennett’s growl echoes as my body loses all control. Carter’s cock thickens and I know he’s close.
“Look at me.” Carter’s command tugs me back to earth. His eyes melt into mine. “This is us, Ella. We fu*king own this body.” His release shudders through him and the heat of his seed bathes me, marks me, and I know without a doubt I’m theirs.
Carter