Hell, what man’s gonna say no to that? I lean back,resting my hands behind my head, watching as she slides down between us.
Nash groans as she palms him, and when her hand wraps around me next, I damn near see stars. She works us both with slow, wicked confidence, switching between us, teasing, tasting, licking. When she takes me deep in her throat, her eyes holding mine the whole time, I have to fist the comforter to stop myself from reaching out and grabbing her hair. It’s messy, hot as sin, and the sexiest damn thing I’ve ever seen.
“You’re gonna be the death of me, sweetheart,” I grit out, hips jerking when she takes me deeper.
Nash lets out a sharp curse under his breath, his hand sliding into her hair, guiding her gently but firmly as she switches back to him.
“Fuck, Grace,” he rasps. “You’re perfect.”
I watch her lick him, swirling her tongue around the head, then swallowing him deep, her lips slick and swollen, and I know right then we ain’t ever gonna be the same after this. None of us.
She has to stay.
She pulls back, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, breathing hard and smiling like the devil herself. “I aim to please.”
I chuckle, pulling her up to straddle my lap. “You more than please, darlin’. But there’s more to come.”
The shift happens naturally, like we’ve done this a hundred times before, even though this is new. Grace slides back onto the bed, hair wild, cheeks flushed, eyes sparkling with want. Nash and I exchange a look over her body, drinkin’ up her long legs spread for us, soft curves begging to be touched, tasted, claimed.
I crawl between her thighs first, dragging my palm over the inside of her knee, feeling her shiver under my touch. “You ready for me to fill you, darlin’?” I ask, voice low and rough.
“Please,” she whispers, needy and breathless.
I slide inside her slow and deep, groaning at the way her body takes me in, slick and warm and tight. I brace my hands on either side of her head and rock my hips into hers, slow at first, letting her adjust, then harder when she moans and arches into me, nails scoring down my back.
“Goddamn,” I grit out, biting her shoulder gently. “You feel so damned good.” I roll her until she’s on top of me, and Nash kneels behind her, running his hands over her back and her ass, kissing the spot between her shoulder blades. “You okay, Gracie?” he asks against her skin.
She nods frantically, barely able to speak as her hips snap over and over. “Yes… more, please…” With a grunt of approval, Nash presses her into my chest and positions himself behind her, running his hands down her sides. “This might hurt,” he tells her, stroking down her spine with careful, calming fingers. “But relax, and it’ll feel good, I promise.”
When he lines up his dick along the underside of mine and pushes, Grace tenses. I clasp her face in my hands and force her to look at me. “You’ve got this, princess. You can take it. Let Nash in. Let him spread you open. Let him ride this perfect body.”
She blinks, half dazed, mostly aroused, and her pussy relaxes around me enough to let the first inch of Nash’s dick penetrate. Grace gasps, clamping down again, making us all groan. Nash is braced above her, shaking on his thick, strong arms as he holds still enough for her to adjust, dipping to kiss her spine. For all his quiet sensitivity, he has another side to him that he lets out in bed. As animalistic and instinctual as the creatures on this ranch that he loves so much.
He slides in deeper, keeping tight control over his urge to thrust. “That’s it, Grace. Be a good girl and let me inside.”
“Fuck,” I grunt as he bottoms out, filling her completely. “You okay?”
She nods, gripping my bicep so hard my eyes water.
“Tell us to stop if it’s too much, okay?”
She nods, and I kiss her mouth, sliding my tongue against hers as Nash moves.
Goddamn, the slide of his dick over mine and the tight, wet clasp of Grace’s pussy is too good. I groan loudly, forgetting that this house is full of people who’d be better off avoiding our sex noises. Her moans fill the room, desperate and beautiful, and I laugh, unable to hold in my satisfaction.
“Jesus, fuck, Nash. Fuck,” I growl, barely holding on.
Grace cries out, clenching around us as she shatters again. Nash keeps going, taking her through wave after wave, until she’s trembling, boneless, wrecked. And fuck me if I don’t feel a dangerous pride at knowing we did that—together.
“You close?” Nash asks me.
I grin at him over Grace’s shoulder, thrusting into her pussy as he withdraws. We saw in and out of her until sensation gathers at the base of my spine and surges through my dick. Nash lets go, and both our cocks spurt inside her, swelling and pulsing with our joint release. My vision flickers between darkness and light as I hold Grace’s limp body close, and Nash collapses on top of her. It’s hard to breathe until he rolls away, conscious that she’s tiny and pressed between two massive cowboys.
I’m sore, and Nash must be, too. It was a tight squeeze, but it was worth it. I roll Grace onto her back, smiling when her arms flops over her face. She’s fuck-drunk, and it’s cute as hell. Gently, I part her legs to check that she’s okay. Her clit is so swollen it’s poking out between her puffy pussy lips. Her hole is still gaping and leaking so much cum, Nash is going to need to change his sheets. Watching our shared cream trickle out of her is an experience I’m never going to forget, and one I want to repeat over and over again.
This is what it is to share a woman. Two men, or sometimes more, ramping up her pleasure until she’s speechless and boneless and totally taken care of.
I use my fingers to scoop some of our cum back insideher, holding my fingers deep against her G-spot, fluttering them to make her come again. She groans, hips jerking, fingers finding her own nipples, lost in the chase towards more ecstasy. Jaxon and Levi were right. She needs this, more than any woman we’ve tried to share before. In barely any time, she’s twisting and clamping down on my fingers, gushing her own arousal as well as the remnants of ours, and I hum contentedly, wondering how many times I can take her to the brink.
