He grabbed my hip and pushed us tighter with a groan. “Thank fuck. You’re so tight. I don’t want to hurt you, baby, but I don’t know how I’d be able to stop right now.”
Heat rushed to my cheeks. My whole body was on fire from the intensity of the sensation. Yet it wasn’t only physical. My heart was definitely involved, seeing how it raced and swelled. Ian was inside me, all around me, loving me, making me his in a way I’d never experienced.
Sharing this intimate moment with him extended beyond the pleasure and the pain, because we’d never be here if I didn’t love him the way I did. And knowing Will was moments from taking me… My heart could barely stand it. The anticipation, the intensity, the trust…
“Take all of me, Liv. Please, baby.” Ian’s gravelly voice slid over me with a shiver, pushing me deeper into my emotions.
I pushed back against him, taking him into me on the next stroke. He went deeper, stretching me even more. I whimpered, because every small thrust added to the pressure in my pussy, like a pleasure point that was just out of reach. Suddenly I ached there too.
Will was naked when he climbed onto the bed. His thick cock was fully erect and already protected by a condom. The thought of him inside me right now made me heady with desire. I craved the sensation, even as I worried it might be too much. Then Will’s words echoed in my ears.
You’ll have to get used to too much…
“How does Ian’s cock feel inside you?”
“So good,” I breathed. “I want more. I want you, Will.”
Every muscle in his body grew tense, and a growl rumbled from his chest.
“Roll on top of Ian. Let me see your beautiful cunt, princess.”
I didn’t have to make an effort. Ian shifted so he was on his back and I lay against his powerful chest. His legs were wide, my thighs hooked over his and spread farther.
Will took the space between them, slipping a finger deep into my pussy.
“Ah.” I shuddered when he grazed the place inside me that felt electric and incredibly sensitive. I tightened, registering the fullness in my ass, unable to comprehend how tight I’d be with Will inside me too.
“I’m going to try like hell to go slow. You have to tell me if it’s too much.”
His finger slipped from me. A second later, he lined his cock up and pushed the head of his cock to my pussy. As much as I wanted this, I worried that I couldn’t accommodate them both.
Ian’s voice hummed like velvet against my ear. “We’re going to make you feel so good, baby.”
I closed my eyes with a sigh, and Will took that moment to push into me completely.
I sucked in a sharp breath. My eyelids flew open as he forced into my tight channel.
The undercurrent of promised pleasure was so strong, my brain cells seemed to scatter almost instantly. The next stroke was less cautious, more sure now that he’d stake his claim.
“Fuck,” I breathed the curse as I licked over my dry lips.
“You good?” His voice was tight with strain.
“Don’t stop. Please…”
I braced myself against Will’s chest and down his abs, which tightened when he shoved into me again.
The only thing that existed was the place where we joined. Ian’s strokes began to match Will’s rhythm. There was no slow climb, no tease of promised release. I was at the edge instantly, breathless and clawing at Will’s hips as he slammed us together over and over.
“I need to come,” I begged.
“Not yet, princess. Don’t you dare,” Will said.
“Please, it’s so intense.” No amount of willpower could keep the pleasure from tearing through me, I was certain.
Before I had a chance to give in to the intense pressure, Will stalled his movements and held me with a steady gaze. “Breathe, Olivia.”
Sobered by his firm order, I obeyed, inhaling a breath that I hoped might stave off the fierce need to orgasm long enough to satisfy him. But the need lingered, coiling around me like the best kind of vise. “It’s like I can feel everything. My whole body wants to come.”
He hushed me softly, caressing a reassuring touch up and down my thigh, all the while nestled deep and still inside my pussy. “The second you come, your body’s not going to want both of us in there. I don’t want to hurt you. I want this to be good for you.”
My lust-addled brain struggled to wrap my head around his words. I trusted him with my pleasure. So as he began to thrust again, slow strokes that gradually gained in speed and strength, I breathed through the nearly overwhelming urge to let go.
Beneath me, Ian was tense and barely moved. His touches went from calming caresses to desperate grasps.
“Will,” he grunted through clenched teeth. “Now.”
Will pounded fiercely, sweat on his brow, his gaze riveted to mine. His jaw clenched. His skin was tight over his flexing muscles. “Come, Olivia. Come now.”