“Love,” I echoed, the word catching in my throat.
“I love you too,” I admitted, the words slipping out before I could stop them. “Both of you. I’ve been watching you since I was a teenager, pushing you together, telling myself it was because you belonged together, but...”
“But you belong with us too,” Luke finished for me, cupping my cheek.
I nodded, unable to speak past the lump in my throat. Instead, I rose on my tiptoes to kiss him, pouring everything I couldn’t say into it. His mouth opened under mine, tongue sliding against my own, tasting faintly of Henry’s apple pie. Behind me, Eli’s hands tightened on my hips, his lips finding the sensitive spot below my ear that made me shiver.
“Let us love you,” Eli murmured against my skin, his stubble creating delicious friction. “Let us show you how great it could be.”
I turned in their arms, capturing Eli’s mouth, moaning as his hands slid under my sweater to find bare skin. Luke pressed against my back, his cock hard against me through layers of clothing, his hands joined Eli’s in their exploration.
They undressed me slowly, reverently, their movements unhurried despite the desire in their eyes. When I stood naked before them, they took their time looking at me, their gazes like physical caresses on my skin.
“So beautiful,” Luke whispered, shedding his clothes with an efficiency that made me smile.
Eli followed suit, and we tumbled onto that ridiculous, perfect bed. Pillows flew everywhere, and the three of us tangled together in a heap of bare skin and laughter as they tore off each other’s clothes.
Luke’s hands skimmed my thighs, spreading me wide as Eli’s arms locked around my waist from behind, pinning me between them. The sensation of their bodies crowding me, heat and muscle and need, set every nerve ending alight. I couldn’t look away from the filthy, hungry way they stared at me, like they’d finally found their favorite present under the tree and were debating whether to rip it open or savor the anticipation.
The ache between my legs was a living thing, raw and desperate, and every rough stroke of Eli’s calloused palms just made it worse.
“You gonna let me take you apart again?” Luke murmured, his lips tracing down my throat, fingers already tugging my knees higher.
Eli’s laugh rumbled against my spine. “She can do more than that. Frankly, I’d let her do anything she wanted to me right now.”
I twisted enough to catch Eli’s eyes over my shoulder, smirking. “Anything? Even take control?”
He didn’t flinch. “Try me.”
Luke grinned, his breath hot on my skin as he nuzzled lower, lips skimming across my collarbone. “You heard him. You want to be in charge tonight?”
Was this real? I’d never had anyone offer me control like that, not without it being a joke or a dare. A wild, needy laugh bubbled up from my chest. “You sure? Isn’t it a little scary, letting chaos girl boss you around?”
Eli’s grip tightened, making my breath catch. “Terrifying,” he said, voice gone husky. “But also fucking sexy.”
I reached back, my hand catching his jaw, dragging him down for a kiss that was all teeth and tongue and filthy promise. His cock pressed against my lower back, hard and insistent, while Luke’s fingers slipped between my legs, stroking through the slick mess.
“Then I want both of you,” I whispered, breaking the kiss just long enough to meet both their eyes. “No taking turns. I want both your cocks inside me at once. Think you can handle that?”
Luke let out a whimper, and Eli’s eyes went dark, pupils blown wide. “You want us to split you open, pretty girl?”
“Please.”
They moved in perfect sync, and Luke flipped onto his back, cock already wet at the tip, while Eli stayed behind me, lining up to press the blunt head of his cock against my entrance as he helped me straddle Luke’s hips. I was so wet I could feel them both slipping and sliding against each other, both thick, both desperate to fit.
I reached between my legs and guided Luke inside me, moaning as he filled me, then looked over my shoulder at Eli.
“Fuck me,” I ordered, arching my back as he traced his fingers over where Luke and I were joined. And then his cock was there, pressing in alongside Luke’s.
The stretch was holy shit.
I threw my head back, a guttural moan tearing out of my throat. Holy shit. I’d never felt anything like it—the relentless burn, the impossible fullness as they pressed forward together, inch by inch, stopping only when I whimpered or arched or panted out a desperate “wait, wait, oh my god.”
My body didn’t know what to do with so much pleasure, so much pressure, every nerve ending lit up and overloaded.
“Breathe, baby,” Eli rasped, sweat beading on his forehead as he rocked his hips, grinding against me, stretching me around both their cocks. “You’re taking us so fucking well.”
Eli’s chest was against my back, his breath hot in my ear. “She wants to be ruined,” he growled, one hand splayed over my stomach, pinning me in place while the other reached down to rub circles over my clit. “Let’s give her what she wants, pet.”
