My eyes are still closed, my hips pressing back to meet his thrusts.
“Oh God,” I cry out as I writhe beneath him. It doesn’t just feel good. It’s like my body is made of pleasure. It still thinks I’m in a dream, and I moan and whimper like an animal as he fucks me. “Don’t stop,” I exclaim as he picks up speed.
“Does that feel good, baby?” Archer mumbles with his lips against my cheek.
“It feels so good,” I reply.
Finally peeling my eyes open, I stare into Archer’s eyes as he lies next to me. I realize now that all the softness I was feeling when I was asleep was their hands on me at the same time.
Archer takes my mouth in a kiss while Julian continues pistoning his hips. Reaching my hand down Archer’s body, I find his hard cock hidden behind his briefs. I rub my palm against it, making him moan.
“Can I fill your mouth while he fills your pussy?” he mutters in my ear. His filthy words set my body on fire.
“Yes, please,” I reply in desperation.
Archer scrambles to a kneeling position in front of me. I have to move onto my hands to elevate my top half in order to reach my mouth to his cock. Then I let him slide his length along my tongue, reaching the back of my throat.
When I gag, he groans loudly. Then I wrap my hand around the base and stroke him as my lips work his shaft. Once I get into the rhythm with Archer’s cock, I’m able to really relax and take in the sensation of both of them filling me at once.
“Fuck, baby,” Archer grunts, holding my hair at the scalp.
“Look at you, Freya,” Julian adds. “Taking two cocks first thing in the morning.”
“That’s our girl,” Archer replies. “All fucking ours.”
“Oh God, I’m coming,” Julian says, his voice strained and wheezing. His hips jerk and stutter as he unloads inside me.
I pick up the speed on Archer’s cock, squeezing the head and sucking on the tip to make his body shudder. With a deafening groan, he comes, and when the salty jets hit my tongue, I close my lips around his cock and swallow.
“Good girl,” he says, stroking my face as I clean up his length with my tongue. With both of them still inside me, they reach for each other, and I hear the sound of their lips devouring each other.
Collapsing onto the bed when we’re all spent, our bodies lie in a warm heap together. I’m not sure whose leg I’m touching or who’s stroking my hair, but I don’t care. My eyes drift closed again, and I melt back into my dreams, wishing I could wake up like this every day.
“You want some more coffee?” Julian asks as he passes by, pausing to place a warm kiss on the side of my face.
“Yes, please,” I reply.
He leaves to brew me another cup.
Onyx purrs in my lap as I read the initial reviews for the restaurant, even though the guys told me not to. Of course, all of them are glowing so far. With time, I’m sure I’ll stop looking, but for now, I need this praise. The risk of looking is worth the reward.
Onyx meows, rubbing her face against my neck. I scratch her head and kiss her between the ears. “Did you know my namesake, the Norse goddess Freyja, rides in a chariot pulled by cats?”
Julian laughs near the coffee maker. “How on earth did you know that?”
“My mother is a mythology professor, Julian. Just get her started on stories, and she’ll tell you some wild stuff.”
He chuckles again. “Well, that’s good to know. Gives me something to talk to her about when we take her sightseeing tomorrow.”
“Oh, she’ll love that.” The idea of spending the day with my mother, Archer, and Julian fills me with a sense of excitement and a hint of anxiety. This is really happening. She is whole-heartedly accepting of us, and I love her so much for that. But yeah…the idea of havingtwoboyfriends around my mom still makes me giddy. And I can’t wait.
Julian sets down my coffee and pets Onyx too. “Guess we need more cats for your chariot.”
“Where’s Archer?” I ask.
“I don’t know,” Julian replies. “He left early this morning. He’s up to something, I can tell.”
“Oh God,” I reply with a frightened look. “I don’t know if I should be excited or terrified.”
