Kai’s grip tightens, his knuckles white against my skin.
“I do,” he growls, his control snapping like a thread pulled too tight.
“You ready for both of us, pet?” Julian growls, his fingers digging into my hips.
“Yes,” I breathe, rocking my hips slightly, feeling Kai twitch against me at the movement.
Kai’s eyes flutter shut again, his grip tightening.
“Give it to her,” he groans, his voice thick and heavy with need. “She can take it.”
He grabs the condom Julian had tossed to him earlier, sheathing himself.
We’d discussed this, and though I was disappointed to be using a condom again, we all decided it would be best, just until I’m able to see my new doctor next week. Last time was finebecause he was in my arse, but this time, there’s more of a risk for pregnancy.
He lifts me effortlessly, shifting beneath me until his cock presses against the slick heat of my entrance, and he presses into me with steady pressure, holding it in place so it doesn’t move. After a couple of seconds, the head of his cock slips in, stretching me alongside Julian in a way that feels like too much and not enough all at once.
I cry out. The overwhelming fullness blurs the edges of pleasure and pain, and I cling to Kai, nails digging into his shoulders as I gasp his name. It takes a couple of seconds for him to sink in, for him to get past the tight ring that Julian is already filling so well. But when he does…
My mouth drops open.
His forehead presses against mine, and I can feel his breath shaking as he moves beneath me.
“You’re fucking incredible,” he groans, his voice fraying at the edges.
Julian’s pace quickens behind me, matching Kai’s movements until I can’t tell where one of them ends and the other begins.
It feels endless.
“Fuck,” Julian mutters, his breath hot against the back of my neck. “She’s so tight like this.”
Kai’s eyes flick down, watching where they both sink into me, his jaw tightening as if the sight alone might undo him.
“You feel that?” Julian whispers, his breath ghosting over my shoulder. “That’s us, filling her together. Taking her apart.”
Kai groans deeply, his hands trembling as they cup my face, pulling me down for a kiss that feels almost desperate.
“This feels fucking amazing,” he growls against my lips, his voice ragged.
Julian sets a slow, punishing rhythm behind me, grinding his hips forward in time with Kai’s thrusts beneath me.
I can feel them everywhere, stretching me, filling me, unraveling me piece by piece.
It’s overwhelming in the best way, the pleasure tipping me dangerously close to the edge.
Julian’s hand slips between my legs, finding my clit with ease, and he circles it slowly, drawing soft gasps from my lips.
Julian presses his mouth to my ear, and his voice lowers to a dark, indulgent whisper. “It’s my favorite thing, you know,” Julian says, his tone deceptively casual. “Watching another man worship my wife. Can you imagine it, Kai? Watching someone else take her while we fuck her together?”
Kai stills beneath me.
It’s subtle, the way his rhythm falters—just enough for me to feel the shift.
Julian doesn’t seem to notice. He thrusts harder, snapping his hips forward until I gasp and brace myself against Kai’s chest.
But Kai’s breathing changes.
I feel it beneath my hands, the tension coiling in his muscles.
