“Yes, you can,” James told her. “You can take it, and more after that. For us, your Doms.”
Sloan had already told James all her limits, both hard and soft, before they’d set up the scene below. They hadn’t spoken so much about this part other than deciding who was taking her ass and who got her pussy. But then this part didn’t need much preparation.
“There’s condoms in the side table,” Sloan told him. “James is taking your pussy tonight while I’m going to be in your ass.”
Her only reply was a whimper he took as agreement. Not that he’d really been searching for her permission. She could always use her safe word. Always. But he didn’t think she would use it for this. She wanted this as much as they did her.
James, who’d been stripping off his clothes and putting on a condom, now lay naked on his back.
“Climb over him darlin’,” Sloan ordered, helping her onto her hands and knees, she moved a little slowly, swaying slightly as though she were drunk or high.
He guessed she was in a way. And he felt the same.
She crouched over James and they looked so right together. Him dark, her fair. Him hard, her soft. James pulled her down for a kiss as he slowly entered her. He rocked his way in and out of her as Sloan quickly got undressed. He put a condom on. Then he knelt behind her and reached for the butt plug. This time, he didn’t tease her, he couldn’t hold on much longer and he knew they couldn’t either.
He slowly pulled the plug from her ass.
Low noises of pleasure escaped from her throat. When the plug was out, he threw it away and, lining up his cock, slowly started to enter her.
Oh, God. It was too much. Way too much. James’s cock inside her pussy, Sloan pushing his way into her ass. James was gorgeous. He wasn’t as big as Sloan but there wasn’t an inch of fat on him. He was sleek, muscular, and so sexy he took her breath away.
As Sloan slowly entered her back passage, she leaned in and kissed James. He cupped the back of her neck, holding her in place as he deepened the kiss, taking it to the next level.
And then they were both inside her. One drew out as the other pushed inside. In and out. Need grew again. Small at first then it swirled through her body, gathering up steam. That orgasm she’d already experienced wasn’t enough. She was greedy. She wanted more.
They sped up, taking her higher and higher with them, until she could feel herself growing close to the edge. Then Sloan reached around between her and James and flicked her clit.
And she soared.
Her yell filled the room. She clamped down around James’s cock and he let out a loud cry. God, she’d never experienced anything like this before. Being sandwiched between them, having them both inside her just seemed to make everything more intense. The orgasm went on and on, the ripples still shaking her body as she heard James cry out, felt him follow her over into bliss. He buried his face against her neck, holding her close. She clung to him.
Behind her, Sloan drew back then drove forward. In and out. In the morning, she was probably going to be feeling this, but for now she was high on endorphins. His cock rocked her, making her shudder as another wave of pleasure raced through her. He suddenly stilled, letting out a low moan as he came, slumping against her.
She treasured the feeling of being between them, of knowing they were hers.
Forever.
She lay curled up against Sloan in their bed later that night, her head on his chest so she could hear his heartbeat. James was tucked up behind her.
“It’s hard to believe this is real,” she muttered sleepily. “That this isn’t a dream.”
“I know,” James added. “I still think I’m going to wake up and find it’s a figment of my imagination.”
“Well, it’s happening. And in the morning, you’ll both wake up, and we’ll all be in this bed, if Kinley doesn’t kick us out. She isn’t a good sharer.”
She whacked Sloan on the chest lightly.
“We need a bigger bed,” James said then yawned. “A super king. I’ll order one in the morning, they can have it here by the afternoon.” He went silent, and she could feel how tense he’d become. “Sorry.”
She frowned slightly. Behind her, he rolled over, away from them.
Oh, no, that wasn’t how things were going to be. She sat up.
“James? James, look at me.” She made her voice firm. Unbending.
He rolled over, but his face was guarded, no emotion showing. Sloan just tucked his hands behind his head, looking happy to let her take the lead on this.
“Why are you sorry for suggesting we need a new bed?”