I watch them for a moment, letting the sight burn itself into my memory. Then I join them, my hands smoothing up her legs, pushing her thighs apart.
She's already soaked, the evidence of her arousal glistening in the lamplight. The sight makes my mouth water, and I lean down to taste her.
The first swipe of my tongue has her crying out, her back arching off the bed. She tastes like heaven and addiction, sweet and musky and entirely mine. I lose myself in her,my tongue exploring every fold while her hands tangle in my hair.
"Fuck, Gabe," Colt breathes above us. "Look at her face. Look how wrecked she already is."
I glance up to see Lucy's head thrown back, her mouth open in a silent scream as Beau's mouth works at her breast. Her skin is flushed pink, a light sheen of sweat making her glow.
"More," she gasps, her hips rocking against my mouth. "Please, I'm so close already."
I seal my lips around her clit, sucking gently while my tongue flicks against the sensitive bundle of nerves. She shatters beneath me with a cry that fills the room, her entire body trembling as pleasure crashes over her.
But I don't stop. Can't stop. I work her through the aftershocks, building her up again until she's writhing beneath my mouth.
"Too much," she whimpers, trying to pull away. "I can't take anymore."
"You can," I tell her firmly, lifting my head just long enough to speak. "You're going to give us another one."
Colt's hand joins mine between her thighs, his fingers sliding through her wetness before pushing inside her. "So tight," he groans. "Fuck, shortie, you're gripping my fingers like a vice."
The combination of my mouth and Colt's fingers has her climbing again, her breathing becoming ragged and desperate. Beau's hands frame her face, forcing her to meet his eyes.
"Let go for us," he commands softly. "Come apart, sunshine. We've got you."
The second orgasm hits her harder than the first, her entire body going rigid before melting back into the mattress. I finally pull away, pressing soft kisses to her thighs as she struggles to catch her breath.
"Holy shit," she pants, her eyes glazed and unfocused. "That was..."
"Just the warm-up," I tell her, moving up to capture her mouth in a kiss that lets her taste herself on my tongue.
She moans into my mouth, her hands going to my shoulders. "We're going to make this last. Make you come until you can't think straight."
"I already can't think straight," she laughs breathlessly.
We take turns worshipping her body. Colt's mouth between her thighs while Beau and I lavish attention on her breasts. Beau's reverent touch while Colt and I hold her down and make her scream. My tongue inside her while they whisper filthy promises in her ears.
She's a trembling, desperate mess, tears of pleasure streaming down her face.
"Please," she begs, reaching for all of us. "I need all of you."
I look at Colt and Beau, seeing the same desperate hunger in their eyes that's clawing at my chest.
We arrange ourselves carefully. Lucy on top of me, my cock sliding into her pussy with a groan that comes from my soul. She's so tight, so perfect, her inner walls fluttering around me as she adjusts.
"Fuck," Colt breathes from behind her. "Save some room for me."
Before I can ask what he means, I feel his fingers alongside my cock, stretching her further. Lucy cries out, but it's not pain. It's pure, overwhelming pleasure.
"You are gonna take both of us." Colt says, his voice strained with control. "You are going to take both our cocks in this sweet drenched little pussy."
"Yes," she gasps. "God, yes. Please."
Slowly, carefully, Colt works his cock inside her alongside mine. The sensation is indescribable. Tight beyond belief, the friction almost unbearable. Lucy is sobbing with pleasure, her body shaking as she's stretched wider than ever before.
"So perfect," Beau breathes from beside us. His hand wraps around his cock, stroking slowly as he watches us fill her. "Our perfect girl, taking everything we give her."
Beau moves to kneel beside Lucy's head, his cock level with her mouth. "Open for me, sunshine," he commands softly.
