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“You,” I tell Jax, wrapping my fingers around his thick length and pumping. “I want you in the front, and Brax—oh fuck,” I break off with a gasp as he pinches my clit.
“Use your big girl words.” Brax’s teasing words brush over my throat.
“I want you in my ass and Jax in my pussy.”
He rubs my clit hard and fast and his lips find my ear, kissing and whispering. “What’s the magic word, Callie?”
“Fuck me right now?”
Jax laughs, but I squeeze his length lightly in warning, and he grunts, driving his hips into my hold. Of course he doesn’t mind me being a little rough with him.
“Fine,” I mutter when they make no move to give me what I want. “Please, fuck me.”
“Good girl,” they both praise and they move together. Jax lies down and Brax lifts me and sets me down so I’m straddling his brother then moves away. Before I can question where he’s going, Jax’s hand clasps the back of my neck and he pulls my face toward his, reaching between our bodies to position himself at my entrance.
Our lips collide as I sink down his length, and we both moan in approval. I’m wet and ready, and he’s thick and hard, stretching me in the best way. Filling me up. I grind my hips, pushing him deeper before rolling them back and forth, humming at the friction between us.
Cool liquid hits the small of my ass and I squeal, surging up Jax’s length, but his hands clamp around my waist and drive me back down his dick.
“She feels fucking perfect,” he tells Brax. “Fuck, Callie, you’re soaking wet.”
Brax spreads my cheeks with one hand and drags the lube down to my tight hole, pushing one finger slowly into my ass.
“Oh god,” I say, choking on the words.
“Breathe for us, baby,” Brax soothes, slowly working his finger in and out of me, letting me adjust to that before adding more.
Closing my eyes, I drop my head to Jax’s shoulder, breathing as he languidly rocks his hips up to meet mine, giving me enough distraction to let my muscles relax, and right when I think I’m good, that it’s not that bad, Brax adds another finger.
The stretch is instant and almost too much, but he rubs his palm up and down my spine, murmuring praise while Jax continues to slowly pump into me.
“You’re doing so good,” he rasps. “He’s going to take your ass and you’ll have both of us right where you wanted us.”
As crazy as it sounds, as Brax starts to scissor his fingers, helping me stretch and adjust to being full, it stops being too much and starts to feel good. There’s no one else I would trust with this moment besides Knox, but he needs his beauty rest and the twins took such good care of me last time.
“Are you ready for me, Callie?”
Taking a fortifying breath, I lift my head and glance back at Brax. “Go easy on me.”
He nods in understanding. “I’ll be gentle.”
My heart squeezes in appreciation. He could be rough and crazy, but that’s not my guys. They will always put my comfort over their pleasure, and I know that making sure I’m taken care of makes them happy.
“Stop messing around and fuck me already,” I tease.
He grins and slips his fingers out of my ass. More lube glides over my skin, ensuring that at least he can glide in with a little help. Jax grabs my chin, wrenching my attention toward him, and we kiss as his twin slots the tip of his cock at my tight hole. Jax’s tongue lashes mine, stealing my gasp as slowly Brax pushes into me.
Fingernails grasping at the sheets by Jax’s head, I force myself to take a breath, to relax, to trust them. And I do. Brax seats himself fully in my ass, holding, waiting for me to inhale, to exhale, to adjust to both him and Jax filling me.
Jax grinds into me, and I break away from his mouth and suck in a lungful of air. It’s so much, but somehow Brax being in my ass makes Jax feel all the bigger, and together it’s almost too much to handle.
Almost.
I tentatively rock my hips.
Brax runs his hand down my spine. “That’s right, Callie. You can take it, can’t you, baby?”
It’s too much to speak, so I merely nod and continue my careful exploration of the sensations. And when I’m ready for more, they instinctively know and take over, pumping and driving into me in a rhythm that I can handle.