“I’ll stop if you don’t,” Quinn whispers, warning me. I’m not even sure if he’d follow through. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him be so serious though, and I desperately want them both inside me.
Swallowing, my gaze locks with Tony’s. My voice comes out hoarse, cracking, but I force out the words. “Please, for the love of god, I want… Ineedyou both inside me. I want you to fill me up, to pin me like you’re fucking each other with my body between you.”
“Well, shit,” Quinn mutters, removing his fingers.
Tony holds me steady as Quinn rubs his cock in the increasing wetness between my legs. His tip settles against my ass, teasing the tight hole, just barely breaching my entrance.
My eyes screw shut, breathing through the pressure as Quinn slowly pushes inside me. He’s nowhere near as thick as Tony, but long. So long that by the time my ass is flush with his lap, I would swear I can feel him in my throat.
It hurts. The stretch burns and the pressure deep in my stomach is intense. I breathe through my nose, willing my body to relax.
Tony’s fingers roll over my clit, sparks of pleasure helping take the edge off the pain. I start to pant again, the pain mixed with pleasure, sending gooseflesh over my entire body. Tony starts to move, rolling his hips in a painfully slow rhythm.
Holy. Fuck.
I am filled to the brim. Overfilled.
“I can feel you,” Tony says to Quinn, gritting his teeth.
“I can feel you too,” Quinn chokes out, moaning as he rolls his hips. My body clenches harder, the knowledge that they can feel each other inside me driving me to new heights. “I knew you were tight, Mouse, but shit.”
No one tries to say another word as we attempt to move in a jumble of limbs. My body doesn’t know where to move or what to do, and I just have to let go and trust the two of them to take care of me. Which is… mind-blowing.
Tony increases his thrusts from beneath us, pistoning his hips. As Tony drives into me, Quinn rolls his hips. The conflicting speeds and pressures are overstimulating and drive me up a cliff that I’m honestly afraid to fall off of.
I’m afraid this will be the orgasm that breaks my spine. It builds and builds, and for a moment I’m not sure if I’ll ever reach it. Quinn reaches around me and pinches my clit, rolling it between his fingers.
When it hits me, a strangled cry wrenches from my spent body. It feels like my body is in a state of freefall. Every muscle clenches and spasms. The unbelievable fullness of both of them inside me is intense. Black spots mar my vision as the blood leaves my brain.
Quinn’s arm tightens around me, moaning a string of curses as the pulsing of my body forces his climax. Tony’s thrusts become jerky as they both spill inside me, filling me up.
My body collapses, and the three of us lay there, tangled and spent. Eventually, Tony dislodges himself from the pile and goes to the bathroom. I hear water running, and then Tony returns, lifting me from the center of the bed.
Quinn follows behind us after pulling the sheets off the bed. Tony lowers me into a large bathtub. I don’t think it’s really meant for three people, but we make it work. I sit with my back against Tony, his legs on either side of me. Quinn is on the opposite side, both my legs and Tony’s around his sides.
We stay in there, just talking and discussing plans for tomorrow as if none of this is a big deal until we’re all pruned and the water is cold.
That night, as we climb into bed together, it occurs to me what Tony was showing us.
He loves us.
And I’m pretty sure we love him too.
I do, at least. I love them both.
Tony
“How’s it all looking?” Quinn asks me, placing his hands on my shoulders.
“Good, I think this is going to work.”
We’ve set up a mobile workstation just half a mile from the warehouse, in a clearing in the woods to the back of the property. After her visit to the lab yesterday, Mara turned in the rental car we were using and we made it look like she got on a plane to San Francisco. Quinn paid cash for a small RV, and we picked it up this morning before getting the house ready for new guests. We spent the rest of the day outfitting the RV as a mobile base, figuring that we should be as close as possible for the strongest signal, and be around in case they need backup.
Six, Lukas, Micah, Luis, and Jackson, all of whom are feeling more like friends than acquaintances of my employer, arrived safely earlier today. After some rest, they got set up with all the equipment we gave them. I just finished going through all the checks to make sure everything works properly. They’re driving from the house and should arrive at the lab gates in the next ten minutes or so.
My nerves would normally be overloaded right now, but having Quinn and Mara with me is strangely calming. I feel like the three of us can accomplish anything, and the people we’re guiding are smart and capable, and have the added incentive of saving someone they love.
How could it go wrong?
