Dane’s smile turned wicked as he pushed down his sweatpants and kicked them off, leaving me momentarily speechless. Dash followed suit, and holy fucking reindeer, they were huge.
“Is this real?” The question slipped out before I could stop it.
Dane crawled onto the bed beside me. “Let me show you how real it is.” He pressed a soft kiss to my collarbone, then moved lower, tracing a path between my breasts.
Dash settled on my other side, his large hand spanning my ribcage. “Tell us what you want, Neve.”
I wanted everything. All of it. Them. This burning thing building inside me that felt like it might consume me if I didn’t let it out.
“I want your mouths.” My skin burned everywhere their eyes traveled. “I want to feel both of you until I can’t tell where I end and you begin.” My chest heaved as desire pooled between my thighs, and I reached out, dragging my fingertips along Dane’s forearm, then Dash’s chest, electricity crackling through my veins at even the simple contact.
Dane’s eyes darkened, and he cupped my pussy, his palm pressing against my clit. “This is a greedy little pussy, isn’t it?”
I started to nod, but Dash leaned in to kiss me. Dane worked his hand in small circles, a finger pushing through myfolds and teasing my entrance. My hips rocked into him, wanting more.
Dash broke away and moved to lie next to me, his broad shoulders against the mattress. “Come sit on my face.”
My breath hitched, a shock of electricity racing from my core to my fingertips. I made a needy, desperate sound I barely recognized as my own as Dane removed his hand, leaving me aching and empty.
As I sat up and got to my knees, I caught my lower lip between my teeth, overwhelmed by the thought of straddling Dash’s gorgeous face while his talented tongue explored every sensitive inch of me.
He guided me up and over him until I was straddling his face, his hands on my thighs keeping me steady. The first swipe of his tongue made me cry out, my hands flying to the headboard for support. He found every spot that drove me wild, and I knew I wouldn’t last long.
Dane’s hands slid up my back, steadying me as my thighs began to tremble. “You ride his face like you were made for it. Sink in deeper, let him devour that sweet pussy.”
I forced my body to relax, my fingers tightening on the headboard. Dash’s tongue flicked faster, his strong hands holding me in place when I tried to squirm away from the intensity. The pressure building was almost unbearable.
When his lips closed around my clit and sucked gently, I shattered, crying out loud enough that I was sure everyone in the cabin heard me.
Before I could recover, Dane was guiding me off Dash and onto my back. “I’ve been craving this sweet cunt since the moment I saw you.”
Dane devoured me like I was the best thing he’d ever tasted, humming against my oversensitive flesh in a way that made me arch off the bed. My hands found his hair, tangling in the strands as he worked me toward another peak with devastating skill.
Dash stretched out beside me, his lips claiming mine in a deep kiss. I could taste myself on his tongue, which only turnedme on more. His hand cupped my breast, thumb circling my nipple until it hardened.
With Dane between my legs and Dash tweaking my nipples, my orgasm hit me with surprising force.
Dane rose up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, looking immensely pleased with himself. “Good?”
I couldn’t form words, so I just nodded weakly.
Dash chuckled. “I think we broke her.”
Dane stretched out on my other side, his hand tracing idle patterns on my stomach. I turned toward Dash, reaching between us to wrap my hand around his length. He was hot and hard against my palm, and the groan he released when I stroked him sent liquid heat pooling between my thighs again.
“I want you inside me.”
Dash didn’t need to be told twice. He positioned himself between my legs, the head of his cock nudging at my entrance. Despite everything they’d already done to me to get me ready, I still felt a moment of uncertainty; he was big, and it had been a while.
“Relax, we’ve got you.” Dash smoothed one hand up my thigh.
Dane kissed me deeply as Dash pushed forward, entering me in one slow, steady thrust. I whimpered into Dane’s mouth as Dash filled me completely.
“Fuck.” Dash held still once he was fully seated. “You feel incredible.”
I looked up at Dash, entranced by the intensity in his eyes. When he began to move, he set a rhythm that wasn’t too fast or too slow. I reached for Dane, wrapping my fingers around him. His sharp inhale was immensely satisfying.
We moved together, finding a rhythm that sent me rushing toward yet another peak. Dash’s control was slipping, his thrusts becoming more urgent. I stroked Dane in time with Dash’s movements, loving the sounds he made.
