I was before him immediately, dropping to my knees and eagerly parting my lips. His fingers sank into my hair, tugging my head back sharply enough to light up my scalp with little pinging sparks of pain. My full awareness centered on him, and I stared up into his beautiful aquamarine eyes.
He gripped his shaft and pressed his cockhead to my lips. “Open. Take me deep.”
I relaxed in his domineering grip, loving the glide of his cock over my tongue and the salty hit of precum that painted my lips. He slid deep into my throat, and I took everything he gave me, surrendering completely to his will. All that mattered was giving him pleasure. His grunt of satisfaction warmed my insides, and a fresh wash of desire wet my lower lips.
As he slid out, allowing me to draw breath, Marco grasped my hand. He closed my fingers around his hard length, and I realized he was naked too. I was surrounded by their perfect, strong bodies, protected as I submitted fully, putting my trust in them.
Joseph stroked into my mouth, keeping me trapped in place with his tight grip on my hair. I cupped his balls with my free hand, caressing him in the way I knew he liked best. He hissed a curse and hit the back of my throat. His cock jerked in my mouth, so close to the point of release.
He pulled out with a growl and directed my face to Marco. I eagerly took him into my mouth and wrapped my fingers around Joseph’s slick shaft. Bliss rolled through me, drawing a shudder from my core. I reveled in pleasing them, in their power over me. My sex ached with need, and I settled into the intense pulsing of my clit, savoring the edge of painful pleasure.
Marco pulled out of my mouth on a feral snarl. “I’m going to come in your tight little pussy.” His hands closed around my waist, lifting me up so he could carry me toward the bed. He looked deep into my eyes, and I lost myself in his dark gaze. “On our wedding night, you’re going to stop taking birth control,” he informed me gruffly. “Then Joseph and I are going to fill you up with our cum. You’re going to have our baby, Ashlyn.”
My heart leapt, and my eyes stung. “You’re ready to start a family?”
Joseph crowded us, caressing my cheek. “We’re already a family, angel. But we’ll grow together. Are you ready for that?”
A joyful tear slipped down my face. “More than ready,” I vowed. My men were giving me everything I’d ever wanted, in ways I never could’ve imagined before meeting them. “You both make me so happy. I love you.” I kissed Joseph, then Marco.
“We love you too, princess.”
“I love you, angel.”
Joseph’s arms closed around me, and Marco handed me to him so that he could lay back on the bed. His powerful body stretched out before me, his hard cock waiting for me to sink onto him. Joseph shifted me in his grip, setting me down so that I straddled Marco’s hips. I tried to lower myself onto his shaft, but Joseph’s fingers flexed into my waist, restraining me. Slowly, he lowered me onto Marco’s cock. I groaned as he stretched me inch by delicious inch. I wanted to take him deeper, faster, but Joseph controlled my every move.
Marco gritted his teeth, and his hands gripped my ass. He didn’t try to hurry Joseph. Instead, he stared into my eyes, a wicked smirk tilting his lips as I grew increasingly desperate. My fingernails bit into his abs as I tried to cling to him. Joseph pulled me upward, slowly dragging me off Marco’s perfect cock and denying me what I wanted most.
“Please,” I begged. “I need you both. Please…”
“Give her what she wants, Joseph,” Marco commanded. “Our good girl has earned her reward.”
Joseph guided me down, and I released a moan of blissful relief when Marco was deep inside me, stretching me almost to the edge of pain. My inner muscles contracted around him, struggling to accommodate his size. He hissed in a breath.
“Hurry, Joseph. I can’t wait much longer.”
I heard Joseph retrieving the lube from our nightstand drawer, but I couldn’t look away from Marco’s intense gaze. He held me firmly on his length, penetrating me deep inside. The dark pools of his eyes drew me in, until I thought I would drown in their inky depths. He reached up and cupped my nape, pulling me toward him for a soul-searing kiss.
Joseph was at my back, and his slick cockhead pressed against my tight bud. Marco held me open for him, stretching my cheeks wide to allow my Master access. I whined against Marco’s tongue at the burn of penetration, panting as Joseph slowly stretched me to my limit.
“You can take us, babygirl,” Marco cooed against my lips. “Let your Master in.”
Joseph barked a curse as his cockhead breached my tight ring of muscles, and some of the burning discomfort eased. I sighed into Marco’s mouth, melting between my men. Then Joseph pressed into me in a slow slide, lighting up forbidden places with sparkling pleasure. A strangled shout tore from my chest, and I clung to Marco as though he was the only thing tethering me to sanity.
“I’ve got you, princess.” He shushed me and kissed my cheeks. “We’ve both got you. Relax.”
Joseph entered me to the hilt and paused. I squirmed between them, struggling to adjust to the double penetration. My movement stimulated them both, drawing sensual groans from my men that made my core tighten.
“Fuck!” Marco’s fingers dug into my ass cheeks, holding me with harsh desperation as he suppressed his release.
Joseph wrapped my hair around his fist, pulling me back onto his cock and pinning me between them. “Take us, angel,” he ground out. “Don’t fight it.”
They began to move, and my lashes fluttered as bliss sang through my veins. I was completely overwhelmed by them, completely theirs in every way.
“That’s it,” Marco praised. “Good girl.”
I shuddered and moaned, losing myself in them. With each thrust, they sent me flying higher, until the world was bright with ecstasy and my body began to tremble. My muscles tensed, coiling tighter with every perfect second of my men inside me. Marco’s cockhead rubbed my g-spot, and my pussy squeezed him tight. He bellowed my name and thrust deep, his hot seed lashing my pussy as my orgasm claimed me.
Heat rippled beneath the surface of my skin, and ecstasy crashed through my body in a relentless wave. I shook and writhed between my men, mindlessly shifting against them as I reached the peak.
Joseph shouted out his own release, finding completion in our perfect union. They both marked me, branding me deep inside.
Marco and Joseph owned me, body and soul.