Carter’s lips find the sensitive skin on my neck and he kisses his way down to my pebbled nipple, suckling one, causing me to shiver with desire.
Another mouth, equally as warm, envelops the other and I’m flying. Soaring so high I don’t think I’ll ever want to come down. My back arches and they both graze my sensitive buds with their teeth, sending my body reeling. I’m wet. I’m needy.
Fingers tease their way down, dipping into my belly button and then lowering to where I need them. A soft touch teases my core, stroking my sex and then dipping into the slick lips of my p*ssy. One finger. Two fingers. Euphoria as they both bite down on my nipples and I find a release, my body dripping lust onto the fingers that explore me.
“God, oh, yes, please.” Words fall from my lips. None of them make sense, but they’re vocalized by me. My eyes flutter closed and I inhale a deep, calming breath as the scent of them mixes with the heavy fog of sex that hangs above us like a curtain, cloaking us from the world outside.
Mouths move, hands stroke, and fingers explore. I’m mindless, consumed, needy in its basest form. The feral need for release, for an orgasm overwhelms me.
“That’s my girl. Come for me. I want to taste you.”
I don’t know who it is, which of the two men coaxes me, but I feel his mouth lapping at me. Sucking my clit into his mouth and biting down as his finger pumps deep into me, my toes curl and before I can fall another mouth swallows my whimpers as his tongue darts into my mouth, devouring me.
“Come for me, Princess.” It’s Carter. His voice is a husky growl as he commands my body to topple and I do.
My thighs clench around his head as he crooks his fingers and an orgasm that’s mind-numbing and earth-shattering courses through my blood and ignites my veins. I cry out, but Bennett ravishes me and his tongue swipes along mine, claiming my sounds of ecstasy.
When he finally breaks away, I’m lifted and Carter settles on the bed, his gaze molten blue. “Sit on my cock, baby. I need to feel you.”
I do. My body moves and I straddle him. He grips his thick shaft and as I sink on his cock my body stretches.
“Carter, fu*k.”
A wicked smirk curls his lips. “That’s what I intend doing, Princess.” Gripping my hips, he pulls me down on him, impaling me with his dick. Bennett’s hands stroke my back as he feathers kisses down my spine. “Come here.”
I lean over Carter, offering myself to the man behind me. His fingers knead my ass, massaging each cheek until I’m once again humming with desire.
A snap of a plastic tube echoes in the room and then I feel the cold liquid drenching my puckered hole. “So pretty, sweetheart.” Bennett growls as his fingers tease and taunt the tight ring of muscle. He eases one finger in, slowly pumping it, then I feel the second digit. He scissors me open, loosening me up so I can take his hard erection.
Even though his fingers are no match for his cock, I relax at the sensations racing through me.
“Our naughty girl. She loves two men taking her. Don’t you, baby?” Carter’s words have me grinning and I nod. His mouth finds my nipple once more, while his hand teases the other. They’re taut and sensitive to his touch.
My mind is racing, reeling, then I feel it. Bennett’s intrusion has me crying out his name and my nails dig into Carter’s shoulders. He moves slowly, sinking into me.
“Sweet Lord, you’re so fu*king tight.” When he’s fully seated, I’m filled. Completely. Without a doubt, my body is at its peak. Both my saviors start moving, in and out in a torturously slow rhythm that has my skin prickling.
“Look at me, Princess,” the man below me murmurs into my ear and I snap my gaze to his. Those normally blue eyes are dark and sinful. Filled with need.
I’ve given them my all.
My heart. My body. My soul.
Soft strokes down my spine send shivers trickling through me and I tense. Both men gasp and I feel powerful. I control them. Their pleasure, their bodies.
“I can’t…” I whimper. I don’t want them to stop, but I don’t know if I can hold on much longer.
“Ella, look at me.” Dragging my eyes to Bennett’s, I latch onto his gaze. “You’re going to come. You’re going to come all over our cocks. Give us every fu*king ounce of pleasure you have.” He reaches down between us and pinches my clit so hard I shriek, but it’s not pain causing me to cry out, it’s the overwhelming pleasure that shatters me.
And I do. In that moment, I give two men everything. My body tenses, and they both groan. I feel them thicken and their pace increases.
“I’m going to fill this tight little arse, sweetheart.” And he does. Jet after jet of warm release shoots into me and I shudder again. Blinding light seeps into my vision.
“This is my sweet girl, Princess.” Carter’s rumbled words vibrate through me and the last thing I remember is feeling him shoot his cum inside me, deep into my womb.
* * *
Carter
I’ve got everything planned, but my heart is racing at a million miles a second. Is that normal? She should be home from work soon and I know as soon as she walks in everything is going to change. There have been so many dark moments. Days where I never thought we’d make it this far, but we have.
The candles are lit all around the dining room and I have the champagne on ice. The fire is roaring and I plan on making love to her on every surface I can find tonight. When I hear the car pulling up to the entrance, I nod at Bennett, who’s at the table. I push up from the chair and head to the door to meet her.
When she steps inside, I notice her hair is falling loose from the black clip that’s keeping the rest in a messy bun.
“Hello, Princess,” I murmur, tugging her into my embrace. Her body molds to mine. The scent of her orange blossom perfume mingled with coffee and chocolate makes me chuckle.
“What?” She pulls away, pouting at me.
“You smell like chocolate,” I respond before placing a soft kiss on her lips.
She giggles and the sound fills my heart with emotion akin to being high. Or drunk. Something that people pay thousands of pounds for. But here I have it in my arms and it’s free.
“I had chocolate cake at the office. I’m eating for two, you know.”
Shaking my head at her insistence, I lace my fingers through hers. “I know,” I appease her.
We found out she’s pregnant. We don’t know who’s the father yet. We’ve both kept her sated and it could be mine or Bennett’s, but we don’t care. This is our family now.
“You do realize that eating for two doesn’t mean you have to finish all the cake,” I tease her.
Another sweet, soft giggle escapes her as she pulls free, slapping me on the arm.
“Stop being such a spoil sport. It was delicious.”
As soon as we walk into the dining room she gasps. The dimly lit area is romantic and it’s perfect for what we have in mind.