Preston wastes no time; he slips his fingers between my cheeks and continues to stretch out my ass while Easton leans down and kisses me. I’m so lost in the kiss, I barely notice when Preston replaces his fingers with the broad head of his cock. I gasp into Easton’s mouth when he starts to push inside.
Instead of concentrating on the uncomfortable pressure Preston is causing, I try to feel Easton’s hands on me. One travels down my stomach and ends up between my legs. He makes it to my swollen clit, just as Preston’s cock head slips into my ass.
I tense up, and Preston stills until I force myself to relax again. Then he thrusts in another inch, stretching me out. Easton’s skilled finger works my clit, and pleasure sparks in my core as Preston pushes into my ass deeper.
“Fuck, pearls. Your ass feels so good. Let me feel you come around my cock.” Preston’s crude words fill the space and, for some reason, it only turns me on more.
He pushes in until his skin presses up against mine, and we both groan softly. My ass feels so full, but pleasure is rapidly building in my core. Easton continues rubbing my clit while Preston fucks my ass in slow and shallow thrusts. It doesn’t takelong for me to come a second time, but this time, it’s even more intense.
I have to grab Easton’s arms to hold myself up as my orgasm ripples through me. Leaning forward, I bury my face in Easton’s chest, trying to stifle a moan. Unsteady on my feet, I hang onto him.
Preston grabs my hips, and Easton holds onto my arms while his brother continues to fuck my ass. With every thrust, he goes a little faster, his fingers digging into my skin a little harder until his moves become erratic.
“Fuck!” He almost yells as he pounds into my ass one last time. He stills, and I can feel his cock pulsing inside of me, pumping his cum into me. “I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard in my life,” Preston says when he catches his breath. He slips out of my ass slowly and leaves me feeling weirdly empty.
“Please tell me you can go another round,” Easton whines, making me giggle.
My cheek is still pressed against his chest, and his voice vibrates against my skin. My eyes are closed, and I’m recovering from coming twice, but the need to prove myself that I can do anything is always there. I might be tired, but I don’t want to let Easton down either. I want to please him, and I want him to make me come again.
“I’m good for another round,” I promise, as I straighten up to look at him. His eyes are hooded, and his pupils are dilated. His gaze is heated when he orders me to turn around.
I spin slowly, the guys’ hands never leaving my body as I do. We resume the same position but, this time, Easton is behind me, and my cheek is pressed against Preston’s chest.
Easton doesn’t waste any time. He lines himself up with my puckered hole and shoves his cock inside of me. He doesn’t go slow like his brother, and I guess he really doesn’t have to anymore because I’m well stretched now.
Preston shoves his hand between my legs, his palm rubbing against my clit while his finger slips into my pussy. A moan slips from my lips as pleasure builds yet again.
“I want you to come with me,” Easton orders between grunts.
Preston adds a second finger to my pussy, while Easton fucks my ass hard and fast. Our skin slaps together loudly, but I don’t even care. All I care about is how my body is feeling. I’m so in the moment, nothing else exists, no problems, no matter how big can touch me right now.
“Christ.” Easton groans as his thrusts become faster and faster. Pleasure building higher and higher. Preston finger fucks me just as hard, his palm grinding against my over-sensitive clit. “That’s it, I can feel you coming. Squeeze me, milk my cock with your ass.” Easton’s filthy words push me over the edge.
I come apart for the third time. My whole body spasms, my ass grabs Easton’s cock tightly, and I feel his release pulsing in my ass. My eyes are closed, but I see stars floating around me. My knees give out, but the guys hold me up. I’m barely aware of Easton finishing inside of me. My whole body feels like I’m floating.
“Are you okay?” Preston’s voice turns concerned.
“Yes,” I answer quickly. “More than okay.”
Easton slips out of my ass, and I can feel their combined cum running down my inner thigh. It should gross me out, but instead, I feel pride and satisfaction.
The guys spend the next few minutes washing me, making sure I’m clean, before they turn off the shower and wrap me up in a fluffy towel. By the time we’re dry, I can stand on my own again. As my body regains more strength, my mind is also becoming clearer.
Every time I’m with them physically, I forget everything around me, everything they’ve done to me, and all the things they could still do. I should really worry about this more, but foronce, I just want to feel normal. And every time we have sex, that’s exactly how I feel. I should push them away, but I don’t think I’m strong enough to do so.
23
EASTON
All good things have to come to an end. “You’re sure you have everything you need? We can’t bring you anything?” I ask once I’m finished getting dressed. I don’t want to leave her, but of course, I have to. We have no reason to stay around—I don’t think she wants us to, either. There’s a fine line to walk now. Knowing she wants her space, which means having to step back. It fucking sucks, but she could tell us to go fuck ourselves otherwise.
I don’t want that. I want her to want us to stay around. Nobody ever told me I would care about this kind of thing one day. I’m not prepared.
“No, I’m fine. You don’t have to worry about me.” That’s easy for her to say. It feels like she’s all I can think about, all I can worry about.
“If you say so. But I’m going to need you to make me a promise.”
Emma looks like she just swallowed a bug or something once I turn around to face her. It’s too easy to set her off. I guess I should feel bad about that, since it’s not like we haven’t given her a reason to doubt us. “It depends on the promise.”
