Then he took her lips again, and Gabe’s hands slid down between her legs, his fingers stroking in time with Asher’s kiss, and Shepherd’s teasing circles became a gentle, pressinginsistence until, with the faintest pressure, the tip of his finger breached the tight ring of muscle around her forbidden hole. The sensation was so new, so strange, that at first Evie’s muscles clamped down, resisting, but Shepherd was relentless and somehow patient, drawing soft, mindless sounds from her throat. Asher swallowed every little cry, his lips smiling against hers, until she gave herself over to it—opened up, let them in, let herself be claimed.
She was burning now, inside and out. Her whole body trembled as the sensations stacked and intertwined beyond anything she’d ever known.
Shepherd’s finger moved slowly, carefully, slick with something warm and yielding. Where the heck had he found lube? He surely couldn’t have thought he needed to bring it with him. No one could have foreseen this happening… and was that coconut she could smell?
Had he… Spicy cinnamon buns - he had! He’d swiped her jar of coconut oil to use as a lubricant. The realization had barely filtered through her mind before they were swept away by the sheer, overwhelming… everything… that was happening.
Her body was one, whole throbbing singularity of need. The strange fullness of what Shepherd was doing made her feel wild and wanted all at once. Asher’s hands roamed her arms and shoulders, his fingers plucked at her aching, tightly pebbled nipples while Gabe drew her down onto his throbbing shaft.
Asher nipped at her lips then licked at the sting, all while murmuring sweet, filthy praise between his own ragged breaths.
Somehow, the three of them became one force, one storm, and Evie was at the eye of it.
She felt herself begin to unravel, every muscle taut, every nerve ending electrified. She wanted to say something, but couldn’t form words, could only gasp and moan as Asher sucked a trail down her throat and Shepherd’s finger moved in tandemwith the hard, steady pulse of Gabe’s cock inside her. There was a moment where she thought she’d shatter, that the pleasure was simply too much, but the men surrounded her, held her safe, never pushing her past what she could take.
Gabe's hips flexed upward, drawing a low moan from her throat. The delicious friction made her toes curl. She rocked against him instinctively, chasing that building pleasure.
Her initial nervousness faded, replaced by a desperate need to touch and be touched.
Shepherd fucked her back hole with a single digit, igniting a whole new set of nerves ending and sensations Evie never knew existed. She felt full and so stretched that when he withdrew and introduced a second finger, she instinctively tried to move away. How could she possibly take any more? She was already fit to burst.
It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him to stop, but the words refused to leave her throat, some baser, more primal part of her brain refusing to halt the pleasure.
Evie jerked as both fingers breached the tight ring of muscle. She felt the stretch and the burn and dipped her head to Gabe’s chest, her teeth sinking into his pec without thought.
He groaned as he tried not to buck up into her, his hands tangling into her hair and pressing her against his chest.
"That's it," Gabe encouraged, his voice rough. "Bite me, hurt me; take what you need.”
Fudge sundaes, that was hot!
His free hand clutched her thigh as he returned the favor, biting down on the sensitive area where her neck met her shoulder. As he did so, Asher pinched her nipples, and Shepherd took advantage of her distraction to push two thick fingers all the way into her ass.
Evie cried out, her mind and body nothing more than a mass of seething sensations.
Shepherd scissored his fingers, stretching her, readying her for a full invasion. She felt like her entire body was on fire. The stretch and burn as Shepherd's fingers worked her open was almost too much, but the pleasure radiating from where Gabe filled her and Asher's talented hands roamed her skin kept her suspended in a haze of pure bliss, and somehow, the bite of pain only intensified it.
She gasped as Shepherd withdrew his fingers, leaving her feeling strangely empty. But before she could protest, Evie felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against her entrance. Her eyes flew open, meeting Gabe's heated gaze.
"Breathe, sweetheart," Gabe murmured, his hands stroking soothingly along her sides as a full-body shudder stuttered through her. "We've got you. Just try to relax and bear down a little. It’ll make it easier.”
Evie nodded jerkily, drew in a shaky breath and attempted to follow his instructions. She focused on relaxing as Shepherd slowly pushed forward, stretching her impossibly wider. The initial discomfort made her wince, but almost immediately gave way to a feeling of fullness unlike anything she'd ever experienced.
She gasped in surprise, and when Shepherd was finally fully seated inside her, Evie felt overwhelmed in the best possible way. Sandwiched between two hard, muscular bodies, filled so completely - it was almost too much, but somehow still not enough.
She trembled, adjusting to the intense sensations as the two men gently thrust and withdrew as they found a rhythm together.
Asher cupped her cheek, stroked her skin, and Evie looked at him with wide eyes, hating that he appeared left out. She knew without being told that he’d hang back, wouldn’t push or demand his own pleasure.
Evie didn’t want that. Wouldn’t accept that.
Instinct took over, and she opened her mouth, flattening her tongue as she looked at him from beneath her lashes in age-old invitation.
Asher sucked in a breath, clearly surprised, and his eyes filled with emotion. “Are you sure?” he breathed. “This is a lot.”
Evie nodded, never taking her gaze from him.
Slowly, reverently, he eased closer, his fingers trembling slightly as he guided himself to her waiting mouth.
