Parting her ass cheeks, I press my hard length against the tight nestle of muscle, slowly moving back and forth. Applying pressure but not breaching her.
“Tell us what you want, Aria.” Seven’s hands move up her hips, along her ribs, and when he stands in front of her, he holds her face between his palms. Treating her like the precious princess she is.
“Tell us everything.” I groan when she pushes back into me.
“You. I just want both of you. Moving inside of me, owning me. Taking away my breath and giving me everything you are.” Such a perfect request.
Seven drops down onto the bed, and she falls to her knees, shocking us both. With one hand on Sev’s thigh, her head turns towards me, and she kisses the tip of my dick. A guttural groan rips from my chest when her lips wrap around the head.
Aria doesn’t hesitate to suck me into the back of her throat, and when she swallows, I damn near bite my tongue off as a hoarse moan climbs my throat. “Fuck, princess... Aria. Fuck.” I can’t form a coherent thought.
When I feel her pulling away, I want to drag her back, but then she turns her full attention on my brother and offers me her perfect ass. Tight, round, creamy globes with the most perfect little rosebud peeking out at me. I’m instantly addicted. Nothing else matters in this moment.
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Aria
Severo’s hands are rough on my ass, bruising in their grip, but I don’t mind. I relish in the feel of his masculinity. Just like when Seven’s fingers drag through my hair, tugging on the strands as my lips wrap around his engorged length. I can’t help sucking him to the back of my throat until we play tug of war. Him trying to pull me off, me wanting to stay on. Ro chuckles behind us as he notices what’s happening.
“Relax and let her, man. I don’t think this is one you’re going to win.” They argue over my head, but all I can think about is giving them pleasure. Raising my hips higher, I spread my thighs more, needing to feel Severo touching me.
“I don’t think there’s a loser in this game,” Seven groans as his body bows off the bed when I swallow him deep into my throat. “Fuck, she’s going to suck the cum right from my balls.” I grin around his length at the description. One day I will.
“Take me,” I gasp as I pull up for a breath of air. “Please, just take me.” I’ve felt off-kilter since we arrived back home, and the desire I have for these two men who risked their lives for me is like a drum in my chest. Beating painfully until I can’t breathe, and I just hunger for them. Both of them. With me. Together, forever.
Seven grips me around the waist and drags me up his body. His gorgeous eyes searching mine, making sure I’m okay. And I am. I’m joined with them forever, so I’ll always be alright. “Please,” I beg again, and there’s no more hesitance.
Widening my legs, I slide down his length until he forces his hips upwards with a sharp thrust that makes me scream and cry at the same time. His fingers brush the tears away, and I lay down on his chest, finally...finally feeling like I’m almost home.
“You can’t cry, princess, or I’m going to think something’s wrong and stop.” Seven cups my head and holds me tight.
“I just need to be home,” I whisper, and I know they’re sharing a look. They always do.
“You want us to take you home?” Severo sounds confused, and I can’t blame the poor man.
“You two are my home. When you’re inside me, everything in the world is right. That’s what I need. What I crave.” Their hands roam across my flesh a little more forceful now, and I know they finally get it.
“Whatever you need.” Severo kisses down my spine until I finally feel his fingers begin to penetrate, and I wiggle for more. There is nothing better than the feeling of them both inside me.
“Faster.” I glare down at the man who has the gall to grin as he works his fingers in and out unhurriedly, drawing out the torturous play.
Closing my eyes, I begin working my hips on Seven because I know he’ll get his twin in line, and they’ll eventually take me together. No more playing. No more teasing.
“For fuck sakes, Ro, if you don’t want to miss the party, take that sweet ass now.” Positioning to finally complete us, Severo doesn’t hesitate to lube himself up before pushing in gently, at first, then slamming his hips in one forceful thrust, making us all moan together.
“Home,” I sigh, knowing this is exactly where I’m always meant to be. Between these two men who have loved me my entire life.
They rock, we sway, moans are our orchestra as their hands grab me wherever they can reach, and I struggle to remember my name. Pushing up from Seven’s chest, they both, in tandem, wrap a hand around my throat. Stroking the sides with a thumb each.
It’s comforting and highly erotic when their entwined fingers squeeze slightly. Only enough to steal any deep breath before I can inhale. Grasping each of their forearms with my hands, I dig my nails in as my eyes close and pleasure begins to erupt like a tidal wave. Starting at the tips of my toes and moving all the way up my body in slow swells until my back bows and their hold tightens again, stealing every last drop of ecstasy from my body as I explode between them.
Exhaustion steals the strength from my muscles, and I collapse, but they don’t stop moving. Seven thrusts in as Severo drags out, and, together, they shoot me into orbit over and over until I don’t know up from down.
Sweat covers our bodies, and nobody can utter a word. We’re all too exhausted, too satisfied to form a coherent thought, let alone express it.
“I love you,” I attempt to exhale as we all crumple to the bed together. Me between them, their hands still wandering across my body, and I realize, for the first time in four years, my scars no longer define me.
I’m no longer the broken princess.