He’s thicker than Evan, while Evan is longer, and the stretch draws my lip between my teeth. My pussy accepts him, inch by inch. The fullness is overwhelming, and I feel pleasure everywhere.
Silas’s hands frame my face. His thumbs stroke my cheekbones.
I start moving.
His grip drops to my hips, helping me find a rhythm, lifting me, and guiding me back down. The slide of him is smoothernow. I’m so wet that there’s almost no friction, just pressure and fullness and the perfect drag of his cock against my inner walls.
Callum’s beside us, watching. “Fuck, that’s hot. Watching you take his cock. Seeing how wet you are. You’re dripping down his shaft, Red.”
Evan moves behind me. His chest presses against my back, solid and warm. His arms come around me, one hand splaying across my stomach.
“Can I touch you?” His fingers trail down my spine, and goosebumps rise in their wake.
“Yes.”
His hand slides lower. Between my ass cheeks.
I freeze.
“Just fingers,” he promises. “Tell me if you don’t want it.”
“I want it.”
His finger circles my other entrance. Gentle. Testing. The touch is foreign, taboo, and sends a thrill of nervous anticipation through me.
Silas is still buried deep, and the thought of Evan adding pressure there tightens everything. Heightens my awareness of every sensation.
“Breathe,” Silas murmurs.
I do and force air into my lungs.
Evan’s finger gathers wetness from where I’m joined with Silas, and then he presses in slowly—just the tip. The pressure is intense—not painful, but so different from anything I’ve experienced.
“More?” Evan asks.
“Yes.”
He pushes deeper, and the fullness becomes impossible. My body stretches to accommodate both of them, and the dual sensation spins my head. Silas in my pussy, Evan in my ass, and the thin wall between them.
Silas starts moving again. Slow thrusts up while Evan’s finger works in tandem. When Silas pushes in, Evan pulls out slightly. When Silas withdraws, Evan presses deeper. The rhythm is maddening.
Callum’s hand finds my clit.
“Oh my God?—”
“No God,” Callum reminds me. His fingers circle with perfect pressure. “Just us. Making you fall apart. Making you ours.”
I won’t last. Silas is filling my pussy, Evan’s finger is in my ass, and Callum’s fingers are on my clit. My nervous system is overloaded, and every nerve ending is firing at once.
My thighs quiver, and my abs contract with each breath.
“I’m going to come again.”
Silas squeezes my ass cheeks. “I want you to come. Show me how much you want my cock. Show me how much you want all of us.”
Every muscle goes rigid, and then I release in aftershocks that send me collapsing forward.
The sensation reaches places I didn’t know could register pleasure. Behind my sternum. At the base of my spine. In my jaw from clenching so hard.
