Even if I know a part of my heart will leave with Luca when this is all over.
Ten
Anabel
Cole kisses me as Luca positions himself between my spread legs. I can feel Cole’s cum leaking out of me, slicking the way for Luca, and honestly, it only makes everything hotter. One man’s cum trickling out of my used pussy while another prepares to fuck me…um, yes please.
I look up at Luca, and my heart stutters in my chest at the sight of him above me. He’s otherwordly in his beauty, and for a second I can’t quite believe that this god wants me—us—two mere mortals. But he does. I’ve seen it all night in the way he’s looked at us, touched us, praised us. It’s real. It’s genuine.
I love Cole. And I think we both know we could easily love Luca, too. If only this could be more than tonight.
If only.
The thought makes my eyes sting, so I shove it away, focusing on the here and now, when Luca’s still here with us.
“Yes?” Luca asks softly as he notches the wide head of his cock at my entrance. I nod.
“Please,” I beg, wrapping myself around him.
He groans and starts pressing into me. He’s thick, the stretch relentless, and I gasp and squirm at the sensation.
He’s bigger than Cole and the stretch burns deliciously. Where Cole’s cock felt like home, Luca’s feels like sin, in the best possible way. I let out a whine, and Cole leans in and kisses me, soft and slow as Luca slowly works his way inside me. It’s a tight fit, and it takes several moments before Luca finally bottoms out.
“Fuck, look at you,” Luca groans, his voice rough with awe. His arms shake slightly as he holds himself still, giving me a second to adjust to the feeling of being impaled on his massive dick. “You’re taking me so well, cara. Such a good girl for me, aren’t you?”
I whimper, my nails digging into Luca’s shoulders as I cling to him. His cock pulses inside me, and I can feel every ridge, every vein. It’s too much. It’s not enough.
“She’s perfect,” Cole murmurs against my lips, his voice thick with worship. His hands roam my body—palming my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers, tracing the curve of my throat. Then his touch drifts lower, his fingers brushing where Luca’s cock stretches me open. I can’t seem to do anything but moan and feel.
Luca chuckles darkly, his amber eyes glittering. He pulls out slow, so slow, and then slams back in with a deep, hard thrust. “Fuck—yes—just like that,” he growls. “Take it, cara. Take every fucking inch of me.”
Cole buries his face in my neck, kissing and sucking, his teeth grazing my skin as his hand slides down Luca’s back, tracing the flex of muscle beneath his golden skin. “How does he feel?” Cole asks, gazing at both of us with open adoration.
“So good,” I moan. “He’s so big, and I feel so stretched around him.”
Cole moans and kisses me again. “She’s so tight, isn’t she?” he asks, and I get that same delicious flutter I always do when they talk about me like I’m a sex object.
“So tight,” Luca agrees, pushing deep. “Her little cunt is milking me, and she’s so slippery with your cum, amore. Her pussy is fucking heaven.”
“Yeah,” agrees Cole, tweaking my nipple. “It really is.”
Luca groans, his rhythm picking up—deep, punishing thrusts that make my tits bounce and my breath whoosh out of me. His cock drags against every sensitive spot inside me, and I clench around him, desperate for more.
Luca’s hips snap against mine, his cock pistoning in and out of me with a wet sound that fills the room. His balls slap against my ass with every thrust, and the stretch of him inside me is so intense I can barely breathe. He’s fucking me like he owns me—and right now, he does.
“Fuck, yes,” I gasp, my nails raking down his back as he drives into me. His cock drags against every nerve inside me, hitting that perfect spot over and over until my vision blurs.
Luca slips his fingers between us, circling around where I’m slick with my own juices and Cole’s cum. Luca’s fingers are glistening when he lifts them.
“Spread nice and wide for me, amore,” he says. “I want to fuck both of you.” Cole moans and spreads his legs wide, feet braced on the bed. Luca reaches down, and I push up onto my elbows, watching as Luca teases Cole’s tight, pink hole, circling it slowly, gently.
Cole’s entire body jerks, his breathing ragged. “Luca—”
“Shh,” Luca murmurs, his cock still buried deep inside me. “Just feel.” His finger presses in, just the tip, and Cole gasps, his body tensing. Luca works him open slowly, his finger sliding deeper, fucking him in shallow thrusts while he keeps fucking me, too.
Just in case we forgot he’s literally the god of sex.
“Fuck, fuck,” Cole chokes out, his hips stuttering. His cock is rock hard now, dripping pre-cum like a faucet as Luca teases him. “I can’t—”
