Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 79338 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79338 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
“Tell me to stop if you hate it, okay?”
I nod, then draw a sharp breath as he pushes his fingertip just inside me. With Reaper still fully seated in my front, it feels like it's tight, but it's not… unpleasant. Interesting. Naughty. When I let out a little moan, I surprise myself.
He squirts on more lube before it occurs to me. “Why was the bottle in the nightstand? Did you plan this?”
“Maybe?” he says in the same tone I used when he asked if I wanted to try something new.
“Uh huh.” I'd be more annoyed if his fingers weren't starting to feel good. Different, but good. And the more lube he gets on there, and the more I relax, the nicer it feels.
“I was just thinking, if we could all take you at once…” He trails off, leaving that idea in my head. It's a sexy thought. Three men, three options, and all of them for me. It's just…
“That sounds like a lot.” I'm not turning it down, it's just a little imposing.
“Baby, you're with three Screaming fucking Eagles. That's always gonna be a lot.”
“Just… go careful, okay?”
He leans down to smack a kiss on my ass cheek. “Of course. We wanna make you scream with pleasure, not because we fucked up. We're gonna get you all good and used to it.”
More lube, and then… I think it's a second finger. Thicker, for sure, but so slippery. I close my eyes and go with it, doing my best to relax, to just let it happen.
“Good girl,” he says as he moves his fingers faster. “You look so fucking sexy like this. We didn't get your other virginities, but this one's ours, babe.”
I nod, a little nervous, but the sensations are really turning into something deeper now. Something more primal. Something that I want to feel harder, better. And when his fingers slip out, I feel weirdly empty, like now there's something missing, even with Reaper in me.
That is, right up until something thick and hard nudges up against me. It's already slick, but he squirts more lube on anyway. “Ready?”
Maybe? Yes. I nod. I trust my guys.
He's thick. I mean, I knew that, but this way, he feels even thicker. But he's gentle, taking his time, just a little, then wait, then a little more. Wait again. Reaper caresses my sides and thighs, petting me, encouraging me, while Scrapper eases himself in so slowly, so carefully. He lets out a soft moan. I have to admire his willpower. “Fuck, baby. You're fucking amazing.”
Mack is here too. He slides his fingers into my hair and strokes it, soothing me while I take on the challenge of two men at once.
I drop my head and put all my weight on my palms on Reaper's chest as I moan deeply. “It's… it feels good.” And it does. Sexy, forbidden, dirty, all those things, but also this warmth that spreads through me that I usually only feel from the front. I'm being enveloped by it, filled, both literally and figuratively.
I can hardly believe it when Scrapper's hips push against my ass. I've never felt so full, so completely connected, but with Reaper in front and Scrapper in back, it's like nothing else I've ever imagined.
“You did it,” Scrapper says as he caresses my shoulders. “Fuck, you feel so damn good.”
“Uh huh,” is all I get out, while I breathe heavily. I'm so incredibly turned on right now.
Scrapper moves a little. “This okay?”
I nod.
A little, and then more, and more, and then he's sliding in and out of me in a way I never would've imagined I'd be able to handle, and it feels so good. So right. And when Reaper starts to move too, thrusting up into me from below, it's almost too much. So intense.
All those feelings and heat and tingles and all those things that had been building, suddenly flare up together in an intense release of pleasure, like a wave washing over me. My fingers dig into Reaper's chest as I scream between them. But I'm pushing back too, rocking my hips against them as they find a rhythm to keep those waves hitting me.
Oh God, it's so good.
My hair hangs like a drape around me as my head hangs, but Mack brushes it aside. He leans in for a kiss on my forehead. I look up at him, and realize he's still filming. They've got all of it on video. “You're a fucking star,” he says. “Can you handle one more?” As he straightens, it puts his leaking cock right at face level. “Can you take all three of us at once?”
I don't know yet, but I know for sure that I'm going to try.
Opening my mouth, I let him put himself in. I close my lips against his hot flesh and slide my tongue under the head. With everything going on, it's hard to concentrate, but I do my best, and when I lose focus, he guides my head with his big hand and just fucks my mouth anyway.