“Do you trust us, Ellie?” Travis murmurs.
I don’t hesitate. “Yes.”
“We’re gonna fill both your holes now. You want that?”
I suck in a ragged breath, heart stuttering a beat. Abso-fucking-lutely. “Y-yes.”
The dildo is suddenly back at my entrance, rubbing me before pushing inside slowly. I arch into it. I’m assuming it’s Liam pumping it in and out of me, but my eyes are squeezed shut, letting the sensation take me higher.
A moment later, warm wetness hits my skin. I jolt and peek over my shoulder. Travis is leaning over at my side. His eyes meet mine as he lets another drop of his spit fall. Something about the way he’s looking at me while he’s spitting in my ass…well, I didn’t know I’d find that so hot, but a whimper works up my throat. We’ve done a lot of dirty things, but never backdoor play. And for no real reason. I wasn’t sure I’d be into it, but I’m learning I’m intoeverythinghe does to me. With me.
The buzz of the bullet vibrator pierces the air, drowning out my desperate pants.
“Ready, May?” Travis’s voice is gentle now, and I moan in response, pushing my ass back into Liam.
I fist the sheets, waiting, and a second later, the vibrations of the bullet hit me, filtering through my body. He’s barely there. He’s not pushing in, just rubbing circles around the area, getting me ready.
Liam’s hand finds my hip, but then immediately disappears again. I whine at the loss. I wish both their hands were all over me right now. I wish it was their cocks inside me, but I don’t know if any of us could come back from that.
“Can I touch you, Ellie?” Liam asks, voice quiet, a little unsure.
I mean, you have a dildo inside my pussy right now…
“Yes. Touch me, please,” I beg. Somewhere, anywhere.
His hand latches onto my hip again, fingers digging in as he pounds into me harder. I can feel myself grow wetter, the toy slipping in and out easily.
My groan tears into the mattress, another orgasm trickling down my spine. As if he can sense it, Travis eases the little bullet into my back hole. I tense slightly at the intrusion, and he pulls out.
“Relax, May. You can take it.”
I take a breath, willing my body to calm down. He pushes in again. So damn slowly and carefully. I spread my legs wider, closing my eyes, giving in to the sensations all around me. My ragged breathing, the barely audible pants from the guys behind me, the buzzing vibrator. Being filled so completely full. In a way I never have before.
I’ve never felt so much all at once. I’ve died and gone to heaven. Well, maybe not heaven. Jesus is probably shaking his head at me right now.
Travis goes deeper, and so does Liam. I cry out. “Yes!”
“Yeah? This feel good? You like being our little slut?” Travis taunts.
“Mmhm,” I moan.
“You’re doing great, Ellie. Such a good girl, taking both these toys at once. Look at her little holes fluttering around this rubber, Trav. She’s perfect.”
“Oh God.”
The praise from Liam, mixed with Travis’s words, nearly flings me right over the edge. Of course sweet Liam would have a praise kink. I could see it, but nothing could prepare me for hearing filthy words come out of his beautiful mouth. It’s so damn hot.
Travis brings the vibrator out of me, dragging it closer to my pussy and gathering more wetness there before inching back in. “You’re fucking dripping all over the place. You’ve soaked Liam’s wrist. Imagine if it were our cocks inside these tight little holes. Do you think you could handle that, Ellie?”
I clamp my lips shut, whimpering as my body coils tight. I twist my head, needing to see them. Their faces are determined, eyes seeming to shine with admiration, locked onto where they’re moving in and out of me, a sheen of sweat coating their foreheads. Travis’s forearm muscles are taut as he grips my thigh, spreading me wider for Liam. The sight of them both working my body into a tidal wave of pleasure is enough to send me careening into the abyss. “I’m coming!” I cry, convulsing and shaking as they fuck me through it, only slowing when I start gasping for air.
“Goddamn,” Travis breathes out as he drags the bullet carefully from my ass.
Liam slips out next, squeezing my hip gently. “What a good girl, Ellie.”
Dear Jesus. I’m gonna need him to shut up before I come again.
“Our turn,” Travis says, crawling onto the bed. “Have we been good boys?”
