They were only too excited to oblige. The man behind her was so deep that she could feel him in her soul. He held her tight, a solid anchor against the overwhelming sensation, his other hand coming up to cup a breast.
The front man broke the kiss, letting Eden gasp for air. He watched her face as she was fucked, a dark, hungry shadow in her blindfolded vision. This was it. The ride of her life. And she was holding on for that same dear life.
The arm around her waist tightened, pulling her flush against the muscular chest behind her. The man's other arm hooked beneath her knees. In one fluid display of strength, he lifted her,splaying her legs wide. Her cunt, filled with his cock, was now completely open, utterly exposed to the man kneeling before them.
"She's in the perfect position for a special treat," the man behind her growled.
The front man leaned forward, rubbing the head of his cock against her clit, already stretched and filled. He pushed.
It was impossible. It was agony. It was utter ecstasy.
He pressed forward against her tight, full entrance. Her body resisted. Then, it gave way. The head of his cock breached her, sliding inside alongside the other. A scream tore from her throat as she was stretched wider than ever before.Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit…
They stilled, letting her adjust. Sensation overloaded her system.
Two men are fucking me at once…Not just in the front and the back. Not in her cunt and in her mouth. But right where it hit her most.
At first, their movements were a jangle of nerves, a friction almost too much to bear. Then they found such a performative rhythm that Eden almost lost it. One would pull back as the other pushed forward. Her body was no longer her own.
Ecstasy was too small a word. It was an ascension. The room, the music, the blindfold—it all dissolved. She forgot she was in a club, forgot she was supposed to be a Butterfly, forgot she was being fucked by strangers. There was only the feeling claiming her. The overwhelming, all-consuming presence of two men moving inside her as one. Her own sounds were animalistic, high, keening whimpers that she didn't recognize as anything but exquisitely primal.
One of them groaned before an intense, liquid heat flooded her core. The warmth was shocking and immediate. It triggered a chain reaction. The second man slammed into her, grindingdeep, and a second wave of heat joined the first. They were both coming. Both groaning. Both filling her until she was overflowing with their warmth and anything else they had to give to her. The feeling sent her flying, her own orgasm tearing through her with a final, violent convulsion that wrung her out and left her too tired to remember where she was.
Her blindfold fell off as Benson and Liam surrounded her, kissing her cheeks, her throat, and each other.
Chapter 21
Eden
“You’re seriously trying to tell us,” Liam said, making himself comfortable, “that you knew it was us almost immediately?”
Eden was still quite chuffed as she lay between them on the couch. Shortly after collecting themselves in the VIP party, they departed, finding a cozy corner in the depths of the club where they collapsed together into a pile of limbs, wrinkled clothes, and satisfied sighs.
“Of course, I knew it was you two,” she insisted. “You think a stupid blindfold will keep me from recognizing your touch?” Eden brushed her hand against Benson’s fuzzy chin, his lips puckering up to kiss her fingertips. “Or your…” she giggled, gesturing to Liam’s lap. “You have a very recognizable cock, Liam.”
“It’s true,” Benson agreed. “You do.”
“Well! Look at us, spoiling the fun.”
“You really think you spoiled anything?” Eden readjusted herself so she was more comfortable between them. The couch sank beneath their weight, the leather rubbing against her bare skin, not that it was a detriment to the woman who was so relaxed that she might fall asleep in a raucous sex club. “Tonight was fabulous. I had no idea what to expect, and that was true until the very end.”
Benson lightly laughed. “I should say that we had no idea what was going to happen when we set you loose in a club like this.”
“In apartylike that,” Liam added.
“There was a very real chance that someone else would have their way with you before we could get to you,” Benson mused. “And that was part of the fun.”
“I think he was way more into that than I was,” Liam said.
“You know me.”
Eden rolled her eyes, her foot slipping off Liam’s lap as she turned over, assuring that he grabbed her and pulled her toward him. Biting her lip, Eden giggled to know that he still wanted to put his hands all over her even after everything else they had done that night.I wonder whose place we’re going to after this.Her run-of-the-mill hotel room? Or whatever suite these two surely booked for the night? The world was at her fingertips in New York City.
“You guys are a hoot.” Eden leaned her head against the back of the couch. A waitress carrying a drink tray poked her head into their corner and asked if they needed anything besides the water on their table. Eden lackadaisically ordered a diet soda while her boyfriends indulged in more water. If anything indicated that they were about to leave, that was it. “Who cooked up this plan, huh? What would you have done if I hadn’t shown up?”
“Believe it or not, Benson hatched the bulk of the plan,” Liam said. “I was the one who impressed the severity of giving youthe time of your life, but he’s such a man-ho that he had the invitation to the party.”
“Really?” That got Eden’s attention again as she turned her bit lip toward Benson, who grinned back at her. “And if I hadn’t shown up?”
