Katia went rigid the second I stood from the floor, but I did my best to set her at ease by opening the bedside drawer and pulling out a bottle of lube.
Katia’s eyes glazed over again, her arms tightening around Dominic’s neck as her grinding increased even more. At the rate she was going, it was a miracle she hadn’t gotten off again. Then again, maybe she had. Katia had been loud the last few times, but that didn’t mean she was that way every time.
I settled in behind her once more, popping open the cap of the lube. The cold liquid slid over my fingers as I watched Katia continue to squirm on my husband. I’d been inside her once already, and I was more than ready to feel her again.
Her entrance was warm and puckered as I settled my finger against it before pressing in. It went in easily, sinking in deep, causing Katia to gasp and freeze for a moment. I wasn’t used to being delicate with someone. Though she hadn’t needed me to before now.
“Sweet girl, is everything alright?” I mumbled in her ear as she sagged against me.
“Mmmhm, more than okay. It’s just been a while since I’ve let someone play with me there,” she answered.
I nodded before slowly working my finger in and out of her passage. Each time I moved, she relaxed a little more, continuing her rocking on Dominic’s cock. If anything, it was a good distraction from any discomfort I may have been causing her.
And that was another stray thought. I wanted Katia to be comfortable. To not experience anything but bliss from this encounter because I wanted her to come back for more. I wanted her to stay with us, and my husband was on the same page. It was just a matter of convincing her.
I pressed a second finger inside, furthering the stretch. Her breath caught, but it turned into a breathy little sigh as I continued to work her open. This woman would be the death of me. She’d somehow become something so uniquely special to me in a matter of hours. Dom had been the only other person to achieve that.
By the time I had a third finger inside her clenching ass, Katia was writhing in Dom’s lap once more. She had to be ready for me. It only confirmed my suspicions when I pulled my fingers from inside her and she whimpered at the loss.
“Take it easy, my pretty little thing,” Dom cooed as I poured lube over my cock. The coolness of the slick did nothing to calm my libido. I was still on the verge of shooting off, no matter how much I tried to stave off my orgasm.
The second I lined up with her hole and pushed inside, she screamed, and then all bets were off. The push and shove of my body into hers sent Katia scrambling to keep ahold of Dominic. Her nails clutched at his shoulders, leaving angry red marks as she clawed at him to keep up. I was a man possessed as I pounded into her willing and warm body.
“Fuck, baby doll. You’re squeezing me so tight. And, Dom? I can feel you. Fuck, I feel you, too.” Who the hell was this person? This wasn’t me. I wasn’t the person who talked like this during sex, but there was something about this entire encounter that was making me do things I normally wouldn’t, and I didn’t hate any of it.
“That’s it, fuck her. Give her all you’ve got. God, Caleb, I feel you, too.” Dom’s voice was hoarse as he struggled to thrust through the power of my movements.
Katia’s moans grew in pitch. Nothing made sense, and I couldn’t tell if what she was saying was in Russian or English anymore. It didn’t matter because it all felt too damn hot. Too damn good to stop, and as sweat trickled down my back, I knew that I wouldn’t last much longer.
Dom stilled below Katia first, letting out a strangled cry as he emptied inside her once more. Through the tightness of her inner walls, I could feel the pulse of his cock as he unleashed.
It was all too much. Every molecule in my body came alive as pleasure raced down my spine. My balls drew up as my cock spilled hot, sticky cum into Katia’s gorgeous ass. Everything was a sticky, sweaty mess, and I couldn’t bring myself to move. We made the perfect disheveled sandwich with our temptress between us.
When I finally pulled out and rolled onto the bed, it was hard not to watch as my cum trickled from Katia’s ass. The poor woman couldn’t move, and I was in no rush to pull her off of my husband. It was like we were always meant to be like this.
Chapter Eleven
Katia
It was time to go.
I knew this song and dance like the back of my hand. My time with these men had come to a close, and I was overstaying my welcome with every second, yet every time I tried to will my legs to move, they wouldn’t. They were jelly beneath me, thanks to the amazing fucking these two had given me.
I couldn’t deny that there was something different about all of this.
Normally, I was shoved out the door or I couldn’t wait to get out of there, but nothing like that was happening.
Dom’s arms came up around me as he rolled us to the side, placing me between him and his husband once more. When Caleb’s gentle lips landed on the back of my neck, warmth spread through my chest. What the hell was going on? Was this cuddling? I wasn’t a girl who grew attached. This was a quick fuck and then time to hit the road. Though this didn’t feel like that.
When I tried once more to lift myself from the bed, two sets of arms tightened around me.
“Little doll, where are you off to in such a hurry?” Dom had his eyes closed, but the nickname made my heart flutter all the same. Like I really belonged to them. There was no point in daring to hope.
“Is it not time for me to go?” I asked, trying and failing not to laugh nervously.
Dark eyes opened and stared at me in confusion.
“When did we ever tell you that you needed to leave?”
