“Mhmm, is that a promise? Lift her up, Jace. Let’s show our girl what I have to offer her.” The possessive noun made her heart soar.
“You ready to take him, baby?” Jace asked.
“Yes.”
She crawled up his body, raising up and taking his tip into her pussy. Even with lubrication, he stretched her wide, pushing the limits of pleasure and pain as she shimmied down to his base.
“You feel so good wrapped around me love.” She pushed up and lowered herself down slowly, taking his entire length inside her. Pleasure sparked along her nerve endings as she bounced up and down on his cock.
“Shit, Tris.”
The raw sound of flesh on flesh filled the room.
“That’s it. Make it good for our girl, Tris.” Jace’s voice was decadent. Silken, rich and sweet like chocolate, as he played with her heavy breasts, kissing her neck and the erogenous spot behind her ear. Tristan gripped her hips hard, lifting her up and slamming her down at a pace that had her teetering on the edge. The muscles in his arms flexed and strained. His jaw clenched and his face was a mask off concentration. Her body shook.
“Not yet, not yet,” Jace whispered. “Bend over him, Devy.” She adjusted her position.
“Oh!” She felt a wet tongue on her puckered hole. The sensation brought on a new ache. Cool gel followed and her muscles contracted.
“Relax, baby. I’m going to make it good for you.” Tristan slowed his grueling pace, distracting her with the slow, deep, strokes that tapped her cervix, sending a shot of pleasure directly to her throbbing clit. Her walls clenched around him.
“I’m so, so, close!”
“Shit! Hurry up, Jace. We won’t last much longer.”
“After watching the two of you, neither will I.”
He tested the ring of muscles with his finger, easing just the tip in and out. She bucked her hips, desperate to relieve the tension. Knuckle-deep became finger-deep. Flames of discomfort fanned out to become pleasure. He added another finger and more gel.
“Oh, fuck, Jace!” She bucked against Jace, seeking more as she flexed her inner muscles.
“Just like that, love!” Tristan cried.
“Hold still, Tris. Let me get inside her.” All movement halted and she did her best to relax as Jace pushed in the tip. Her muscles protested for a second then gave as he slid home.
“Your ass is even tighter than your delectable pussy.” Jace began to move and Devlin had never felt so full in her life. Tears filled her eyes. She was the cylinder being worked over by two powerful pistons. Pushed beyond her capacity, she screamed, letting go. A splash of hot cum coated her insides as Tristan filled her to the brim. Jace followed soon after with a mighty roar. They collapsed together on the couch, sweaty, exhausted, and utterly blissed out. Devlin looked up from her position, , and smiled.
“You okay?” she asked.
“I don’t think okay is the word for it. Euphoric maybe.”
“Did we pass the test? Are we worth giving a go?” she asked.
“There’s no way I could walk away from either of you now.”
“Good, that’s what I wanted to hear,” Jace replied from his position on the opposite side of her.
Sandwiched between them on the oversized couch, Devlin was exactly where she wanted to be. She rested her head on Tristan’s chest and focused on the feel of Jace’s breath as they came down from their high. After so many years focused on her career and keeping the business running, unable to recover from her first heartbreak, Devlin had found true happiness with the love of her life and a man fast becoming his equal. This Vintage Vixen had been claimed.
The End