Fuck.
At least there wouldn’t be video of the actual sex this time.
Jed opened the door and then closed it once they were inside, and Zane put her down, made sure she had her balance, turned to the door, locked it, and yanked to show her it was good and closed.
She appreciated that. Since Jed was right in front of her, she grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head. He lifted his arms and leaned down, to help get it the rest of the way off, and she grabbed one of his arms and looked it over while saying, “Holy shit.”
His entire arm was tattooed in a full sleeve. Bold blacks and grays curled from wrist to shoulder — wolves and ravens in flight, mountain peaks and shadowed trees, all dark and stormy with little pops of negative space that made it move when he flexed. She ran her hand over the impressive artwork.
“Beautiful work,” she told him. “Is there a story?”
“I’m part of the landscape. Wanted to make it part of me,” he murmured.
“Ya’ll can discuss his ink later,” Zane said behind her as his hands touched her waist and dragged her thermal top up and off in a single pull.
Jed shed the rest of his clothes and rolled a condom on while Zane worked her clothes off — bra unclasped, pants pulled down and tossed with the bra, her lacy panties the only thing left. He didn’t pull them off, though. Not yet.
He went to his knees in front of her and his teeth grazed the fabric right over her clit.
A low snarl vibrated through her.
“Fuck,” she whispered, fingers threading through his hair, touching without holding.
He grinned up at her as he peeled the lace down her legs. “Soon. Not yet.”
Behind him, Jed said, “Condoms and lube in the nightstand.”
Zane stood and headed that way while Jed came up behind her, arms sliding around her waist, and then he turned her to face him. Those huge hands came up under her arms, and he lifted her. She wrapped her arms around his body, but he brought her entrance just to the tip of his cock and held her there.
“Team rules. Consent shit. Tell me you want me to sit you down on my cock.”
She smiled. “I want both of you to fuck me unconscious. Does that work?”
He dropped her down hard, and she gasped as he filled her, her cunt stretching wide around him. He held her in place, full and pinned, while she rocked her hips, working him deeper.
She kissed him hard, filthy and messy, her tongue fucking into his mouth while he fucked her with his cock. She didn’t hear Zane return until she felt his hands on her.
Warm, slick fingers found the cleft of her ass. He didn’t say anything, just pressed in with one finger, then two, the lube cold andthe stretch fast.
She ground her hips on Jed, and her clit dragged against his pelvis, every angle perfect. She was pinned. Filled. She squeezed him tighter with her legs.
Jed drove into her harder, lifting and slamming her down, again and again. The motion forced her down onto Zane’s fingers, and every time she clenched, Zane pushed deeper.
She was groaning nonstop now, head dropped back, legs locked hard around Jed’s waist while her body bounced between them.
Then Zane’s cock nudged her ass. Slick. Heavy. Pressing. Jed slowed, and Zane pressed in a hair more. Cautious. Slow.
“I’m not fragile, Zane. I don’t break easy.”
He took her at her word and shoved in. The stretch was brutal, her whole body flinched, and she gave a fast, raw scream as Zane buried himself in her ass in a single fierce thrust.
Everything inside her clenched. She was full,so fucking full. They moved out of synch a dozen thrusts and then suddenly found their rhythm.
She was wedged between them, every inch of her filled. Jed’s cock slammed into her from below, and Zane’s hips drove her forward from behind. She had nowhere to go. No control. Just stretched and split wide, legs shaking, head falling forward against Jed’s shoulder.
She came hard, her cunt spasming around Jed’s cock, her breath broken and high, but the men didn’t stop.
They fucked her through it. Used her. Lifted her and slammed her between them like a ragdoll.
