With care, Deacon pushed into her. Thayer had since stopped thrusting and gave her body time to adjust to the second act of penetration.
When Deacon sat fully embedded, she breathed against his mouth. Never had she felt so full or connected as she did right now. They started to move.
One pulled out while the other pushed in. They took care of her, made she sure knew what they were doing, what they wanted. They made sure it felt good for her, that she wasn’t in any pain.
There were no words to describe the pleasure she felt. She gripped Thayer’s shoulders and dueled tongues with Deacon, and she felt herself climb higher. With her eyes closed she couldn’t tell who started rubbing circles around her clit.
That was all she needed to be set off. She flew higher than she ever had flown. Never had she felt something as powerful has having both of them inside of her.
Their paces increased, and she exploded around them again. Her muscles tightened, and they cursed in unison. With a veil of ecstasy covering her, she thought she heard them roar out as they came. Mine echoed off the walls as they shouted out in their own orgasms.
Opening her eyes, she looked into Deacon’s eyes. The icy blue flashed brightly before her. It looked otherworldly in its intensity, and when she looked at Thayer she saw the same fierceness reflected at her.
“You’re ours, Jessa.” Thayer kissed her hard and broke away. He was still thrusting in her, but they were slow, lazy.
“We won’t let you go, baby.” Deacon growled the words as he sank into her once more. Both brothers stilled inside of her, their erratic breathing matching hers.
They had sounded so feral and animalistic, and she couldn’t help but picture a set of wild animals stalking nature on their hunt for their next conquest.
She felt like their prey, and that they had their sights set on her.