They must sense my desperation because they move quickly, situating themselves around me.
I don’t know how they knew who was going to go where because they haven’t discussed it in front of me. Regardless, the way they all move with confidence is kind of sexy.
Linc lies down beside me. In one motion, he effortlessly flips me over to straddle him. My hair falls around his face like a curtain.
I take the opportunity to lean down and kiss him. His lips are surprisingly gentle against mine.
He removes the hair tie he had holding his hair in a messy bun, and his fingers slide into my hair, pulling it back into a ponytail. He secures it in place with his hair tie. The act is so intimate. I am lost in the sea of his brown eyes.
His hands move to my hips. With gentle pressure, he guides me down onto his cock. I’m so fucking wet already.
He slides in effortlessly, piercing and all. The way it glides along my quivering walls makes me even more desperate than I already am.
I want to move. Grind. Bounce. Fucking anything. But Linc’s hands on my hips hold me in place.
“Come here,” he says, sliding one hand up to cup the back of my head. He pulls me down, so my head is resting on his shoulder. “Do you want Kane, too?”
I look back, seeing him kneeling right behind me. “Yes.”
Linc strokes my hair as Wyatt helps Kane squirt more lube onto his open palm. Kane wraps his hand around his cock, getting it wet from root to tip.
He rubs his finger over my hole, adding more lube. “You ready?” he asks.
“Yeah.”
He grips his cock with his good hand, sliding his tip around my hole. My eyes shut as he presses the head of his cock inside.
“Breathe,” Linc says, going back to stroking my hair. “Relax and let him in.”
Kane slowly eases inch by torturously delicious inch inside of me.
I can feel Wyatt’s hand stroking up and down my back, mumbling praises. I’m too lost in sensation to really tell what he’s saying, but I know he’s there.
Kane groans out something that might be words. Maybe it’s just sounds. I’m so full at this point, I don’t know how I’m going to handle it when they start moving inside of me.
I notice Linc’s hand in my hair has tightened, and his breaths are coming out in short pants. “So fucking tight,” he groans.
“Ready for us to move?” Kane asks. He sounds like he’s barely holding onto the last fraying strands of his control.
I don’t fucking know.How can I possibly take any more when this is already so much?
Linc moves below me just a hair. He isn’t trying to thrust inside of me, just adjusting his position. The smallest movement has his pressing against the perfect spot inside me.
I let out a whimper. I know it’s going to be a lot, but I need them to move. I need more of what I just felt.
“Yeah… yes.” It comes out on an exhale that I don’t even know they can hear.
Fingers grip my hip, and then Kane slowly starts sliding in and out of my ass.
“Fuck,” Linc and I both groan in unison.
Linc grips my opposite hip as he starts to grind up into me. He can’t move much in this position, but that small motion already has me seeing stars.
This feels fucking insane. I love being fucked in my pussy and my ass, and having both happen at the same time is like a cosmic explosion bringing me back to life.
Wyatt tilts my chin so I’m looking up at him. “Ready for me, beautiful?”
My mouth waters. It’s hard to focus with all the other sensations flooding through me, but I know I want this. I want Wyatt, too.
