He grins and gives me a long, deep stroke.
I gasp and cling to his shoulders.“Yes—please?—”
“Uh-uh.We’re waiting for Edmund.”He tweaks my nipple.“Be patient.”
I kiss him.Maybe if I distract him, he’ll move by accident.The strategy backfires, however.I get myself needier and needier, hotter and hotter, and there’s nothing to do about it with Troy’s hands clamped over my hips, preventing me from moving.
Edmund returns, a bottle of lube in hand.“You waited.Nice.”
“It wasn’t by choice,” I grumble.
“It will all be worth it when you’re stuffed full of your daddies’ cocks.”The bed dips as Edmund hops on again.He pulls my shoulders so I’m sitting up, astride Troy.“Kiss me, angel princess.”
I twist to the side so he can fit his mouth over mine.Soon we’re kissing heavily.Troy offers me short, shallow strokes with his cock.His hands cover my tits.If they aren’t careful, I’m going to come soon.I reach for Edmund’s cock, running my hand over the length pressing against his boxers.
He moans into the kiss before pulling back.“Back how you were, Danica.I’m going to stretch you a bit before giving you my cock.”
A flash of trepidation moves through me.Is this a bad idea?I’m already so full with Troy—adding in Edmund sounds like it could split me in half.
“Hey.”Troy captures my attention.“It’ll be good.I promise.”
“Distract her a bit,” Edmund says to Troy.
Troy seems all too happy to comply, tweaking my nipples and kissing me while he fucks me gently.But nothing can pull my attention away from Edmund’s slippery fingers sliding against my crack and pushing against my asshole.
I try to move forward, away from the stretch.A whimper escapes my throat.
“Shh,” Edmund says.“You got this, angel.Just focus on Troy right now.Focus on how good he makes you feel.Relax, let me in.”
Soon, his fingers are sliding back and forth inside my ass, in time with Troy’s slow strokes.I breathe easier, accustomed to the foreign intrusion, the strange, taboo feelings of him touching me somewhere so private.
He leans over and kisses the base of my spine.“I think you’re ready now, princess.Keep relaxing.We’ll make it good, I promise.”
I shiver—fear, anticipation, I can’t tell.Then I feel the head of Edmund’s cock pressing against my hole.
“I don’t know,” I whisper to Troy.
“Do you want me to stop?”Edmund brushes my hair off my shoulder to press a kiss there.
I shake my head.“I don’t think so.”
“You can stop us anytime.”Troy traces my lips with his thumb.“Anytime.”
Edmund holds my ass with one hand and pushes forward.I’m very glad for the stretching he did as he slowly, slowly enters me.
“Mm, you feel so good, angel.Fuck, that’s tight.You feel this, right?”He strokes a hand over my hip and ass.“Your body was made for us, this is perfect.”
My eyes fill with tears.I didn’t know it could be like this, I didn’t know it could be this good.I’m completely and wholly held between them, and I’ve never felt so treasured, so cherished, so adored.
“Are you okay?”Troy stares into my eyes and brushes away a tear.“We can stop?—”
“No, don’t stop.”I squeeze my muscles tight, causing them both to groan, and Edmund to swear.“It’s perfect.”
“Do you think you can come for us?”Edmund keeps his thrusts slow and steady, but I can hear the strain in his voice.
I’m about eighty percent there already.Troy pinches my nipples and moves me up to ninety.I gasp.“Yes—I’m close.”
Edmund leans back slightly, allowing me more room to move.I’m not sure I should even try, with how stuffed I feel.But when I rock my hips in a tentative experiment, my clit rubs against Troy.I see stars.I do it again, chasing the feeling.
