“What’s so funny?” Ezryn asks.
“Ever since I came to the Enchanted Vale, I always need to stop and pinch myself that this is my real life,” I say, voice breathy. “But I can’t believe I’m here withyou two!”
“Need me to pinch you?” Caspian grins, giving my nipple a playful tweak.
I squeal and paw his hand away before catching it and lacing our fingers together.
“As I told you, Petal,” Ezryn murmurs, leaning down and nipping at my earlobe, “you make the impossible happen.”
Sitting up, I say, “Then let’s keep making it happen.” I look from Caspian to Ezryn. “Stand up.”
My good boys do as I say. I take a moment to rearrange, doubling up a blanket to pad my knees, then kneel between them. From down here, they appear as two Goliaths. Ezryn’s body is rugged and manly, with his tawny skin, thick hair, and calloused hands. Caspian is pale, lean yet still muscular, fingers long and elegant like a piano player. Both their cocks stand at attention, stiff and dripping with precum.
“Watch us in the reflections,” I tell them, then grab them each at the base. Their groans are enough to make my core clench. Taking my time, I stroke them in unison, reveling in how hard they are beneath my hands.
“Fuck, yes, Flower,” Caspian whimpers. “Just like that.”
Unable to resist anymore, I raise my chin, running the tips of their cocks over my lips, first Ezryn’s, then Cas’s. Not quite sucking but taunting, tempting. I dare to stick out my tongue and lick the pearls of precum, mixing them in my mouth.
“You look so fucking pretty on your knees,” Ezryn rasps.
“What about me, Ez?” Caspian gestures with his chin toward the reflection in front of us. “I caught you looking at me. Won’t you tell me I’m pretty?”
“Pretty fucking annoying,” Ez growls.
I suck Ezryn deep, jerking his attention to me. “Play nice.” I do the same to Cas, pulling his cock between my lips, swirling my tongue over the slit of his cock. “Both of you.”
I’m rewarded with their sweet moans. I move faster now, stroking them with more intensity, quickly rotating my face from cock to cock. Caspian’s knees buckle. Ezryn grabs the top of my head, yanking hard on my hair. Saliva dripples down my chin as I work them both. No one’s even inside me, but heat gathers in my core, these two giant cocks wagging before me more than I can bear.
“Fuck, yes, you’re so good, Rosie,” Caspian moans. “Look at how close our cocks are, Ez. We’re practically touching! Does it make you hard, seeing me here with you?”
Ez lurches out, snatching Caspian’s chin. “Shut the fuck up, or I’ll make you shut up.”
I’m about to bite Ezryn’s dick to get him to back off when Cas emits a low growl. He grabs Ezryn’s hand and lowers it from his chin to…his neck.
“Okay,” Caspian purrs. “Make me.”
My mouth goes slack, falling off Ez’s cock. Ez stays perfectly still for a few seconds. Then his fingers flex, stretching over Cas’s throat. Cas tilts his head up, revealing more of that beautiful, swanlike neck.
“Tap me if you want me to stop,” Ezryn growls.
“Oh, I don’t have limits, darling,” Cas says. “Though you’re more than welcome to see if you can find some.”
I haven’t blinked in the last minute. Or breathed. All I can do is stare up at the two of them, entranced, as I hold on to their cocks for dear life.
Ezryn’s hand necklaces Caspian’s throat, fingers tightening. The muscles of Caspian’s neck pulse beneath his grip. Ez’s brow furrows, eyes intent on Cas. Cas has a half-lidded gaze, looking more than content as a wispy breath escapes his lips.
My hands crawl up from their cocks to stroke the flat panes of their stomachs.
“Tap if you want me to let go,” Ezryn says gruffly.
In answer, Caspian puts his hand over Ezryn’s on his neck and squeezes. Ez growls, cock bobbing as he adds more force. A pearl of precum appears on Caspian’s cock, and quickly, I lick it away, desperate not to lose a drop.
Ez huffs out a breath, then drops his hand. “You don’t give up, do you?”
Caspian wheezes and rubs the red mark now formed on his neck. “Ask our Rosie. I love a little pain with my pleasure. Right, Flower?”
I rise in between them, not able to stop touching their chests. “And Ez loves to oblige. Don’t you?”
