I hissed as pleasure consumed me. The warm, tight clasp of her pussy sent shockwaves slamming into me, electrical pulses firing beneath my skin.
Amy moaned, pulling her mouth back as she pressed her pelvis against me, lifting her ass. I knew Rhys was behind her, teasing her asshole with his tongue.
“Oh, God!” Her eyes closed, her muscles tightening.
“You like that?”
Her head bobbed as she nodded. “Y-yes-s-s.”
I watched her face, the way she closed her eyes, her mouth open as she gave herself over to the pleasure.
When she started moving again, I pulled her down to me, her breasts crushed to my chest.
“Take us both, Amy. At the same time.” Although I didn’t phrase it as a question, I wanted her to agree. I would never do anything she didn’t want.
Her jerky nod had my breath slamming into my chest.
“Tell me,” I instructed. “Say it.”
Her eyes opened and she held my stare. “Yes,” she ground out, her hips lowering over me once more, then rocking forward and back. “I need to feel you both.”
I met Rhys’s gaze over Amy’s head. The man’s dark eyes were glazed and I knew he was thinking the same thing. There was no turning back from this. What she was giving us, what we were taking from her, was something that would hold us together forever.
Gripping Amy’s hips, I guided her, pumping my hips as I fucked her from underneath. Her soft moans were fucking music to my ears.
The bed shifted between my legs as Rhys got situated behind her. I wrapped my arm around Amy’s back, holding her tight to my body.
“Relax for us,” Rhys instructed.
Amy’s head lifted, her breath sawing in and out of her lungs.
“Just a finger,” he told her.
“Mmmm.” Amy’s nails dug into my shoulders.
“Kiss me,” I commanded.
Amy lifted her head and I met her mouth, my lips merging with hers, my tongue delving past her teeth. I was rough, needy, unable to help myself. The thought of us inside her at the same time, possessing her in a way no one else in the world ever would, had my body trembling.
Desperate for everything they were willing to give me.
Every damn thing.
Amy
Wolfe’s big hand cradled the back of my head and I allowed him to shift so that he could own the kiss.
I had accused him of not being dominant enough before, but that certainly wasn’t the case now. He was holding me together, keeping me from shattering into a million pieces, and I wanted more. I wanted them to show me what it meant to be claimed by them. Owned in a way that I wouldn’t run from, I wouldn’t fear. And I knew Wolfe and Rhys were going to do just that.
I welcomed it.
Craved it.
Rhys’s finger pressed into my ass and my body caught fire. It was a feeling I'd never thought I would enjoy, but it was hard to deny as Wolfe filled my pussy and Rhys caused electrical currents to pulse through me from his gentle probing touch.
“More,” I groaned. I was tired of waiting.
The bed shifted and Wolfe once again began fucking me from underneath, his hand gripping my hip, his fingertips digging into my flesh as he pushed up and pulled me down simultaneously. My clit pressed against his pelvis, supplying the right amount of pressure to have my head spinning.
