Once we found a comfortable rhythm, Kraven groaned, “My turn.”
I let them do what they pleased with me. I trusted them that much. They both owned me. We created our own song, our own poem, our own world.
Kraven went just as slow as Julius did when he plunged inside my pussy at the same time as Julius thrust into my ass. Julius held my hips up higher to be able to fit them both in me.
“Oh God…” I panted, breathless.
My body was made for this. I was put on earth for this reason and this reason alone, to experience the love, the devotion, the pleasure of two men who were made for only me.
“Tell me.” Julius moved a little faster. “Tell me how much you love my cock in your ass,” he lured, his voice full of lust and desire.
“Oh God, please don’t stop. Please…ahhh…yes…yes…just like that,” I praised as they both fucked me at the same time and pace.
They both moved in and out of me, and I was high on being the center of attention. I wanted them to brand me, to make me theirs. I craved being owned by them, etching their way into my skin, through my bloodstream, becoming a part of me.
“You love it, don’t you, Kitty? You love having your ass and your cunt fucked at the same time.”
“We’ll never be the same after this,” Julius added.
“Good, because this is the way I always want it to be between us.”
They continued their assault on my most sacred parts until I could feel their cocks getting thicker, harder, causing my pussy to pulsate and grip even tighter. Julius caressed my breasts and pinched my nipples, and Kraven began teasing my clit.
My head fell back on Julius’s shoulder, and he nipped and sucked my neck, while saying dirty and lascivious things that pushed me closer to the edge.
“Just like that… You’re such a good girl… You’re my good girl…”
Kraven bit out, “Ours, motherfucker.”
I resisted the urge to laugh. I didn’t know how long they made love to me. The familiar response of wanting to come made its way down to my pussy, and I started to completely come apart. I couldn’t believe how many times I had already come, but my body still wanted more.
All of our breathing and panting lined up together, the same as our hearts had. We were moments away from coming apart together as one. It took a few more thrusts, a few more grunts, a few more groans, and we all came at the same time. My body greedily accepted all of their cum inside me.
Fully aware this wasn’t the end, it was only the beginning.
CHAPTER
TWENTY-SEVEN
JULIUS
I wokeup before I fully moved, and it was the first thing I noticed. It wasn’t the light creeping in through the windows or the ache in my back and neck from sleeping on the couch.
It was her.
Only her.
Isla was still there, curled into me like she hadn’t moved all night. Her back was pressed against my chest with my arm locked around her waist. It was the same way we always slept, and I loved that it hadn’t changed despite what happened last night between all of us.
I didn’t remember falling asleep, only recalling not wanting to let her go. My body stiffened a bit as I opened my eyes, blinking slowly, trying to adjust to the quiet. Through the silence, I felt it.
Him.
I didn’t have to turn my head to know where Kraven was, but I did anyway. He was exactly where I expected him to be—onthe other side of her. His hand rested on her hip like it belonged there.
For a mere second, everything inside me snapped tight. It was instinct, that familiar, violent pull to lose my shit. My arm held her harder against me before I could stop it.
She stirred, slow and soft at first. She wasn’t startled or tense. She was comfortable.
