Chapter 19
Bishop
I feel like shit for the way that Bella acted at Thanksgiving. The things she said to Lilly were uncalled for and pissed me the fuck off. Family or not, you do not talk to my girl like that.
After telling her a few unkind things, we drove back to the dorm. Earlier that day, we had plans to hang out, watch movies, and maybe have a little bit of fun.
But after seeing how defeated and closed off Lilly was, we just ended up cuddling in bed and going to sleep.
I asked if she wanted to talk about it, and she said no. That there was nothing that could be said to change what happened, and while it hurt for her to hear, it’s life. And that we can’t control everyone's feelings towards the subject.
She’s putting on a brave face, and I don’t want her to. Doesn’t she know it’s okay to get mad?
Today, she seems to be a little better. Her smile is back, and that laugh that makes my heart skip a beat is present.
Still, I want to make it up to her, to give her a better day. That’s why I woke up early, did my workout, and took Lilly out for breakfast.
After that, we did some shopping, picking up some Christmas gifts for friends and family, then stopped at her mother’s bookstore.
Let’s just say, she went a little crazy on the book buying. Did I complain? Nope, I stood there like a good boyfriend and let her pile all the books she wanted into my arms and followed her around as she got excited while telling me about each of them.
Seeing her get excited over books made me smile. It’s adorable. Books to Lilly is like hockey to me: a passion, a part of life.
More and more, I'm seeing this girl open up, explore her wants and needs, and talk about what she’d like to do with her life.
Whatever it is, I’ll be right by her side to support her.
“What do you wanna do now?” I ask her as we make our way out of the movie theater.
“I could think of a few things.” She spins around, grinning as she grabs a piece of popcorn from the bucket and pops it into her mouth.
“Oh yeah.” I chuckle, wrapping my arm around her waist and pulling her close. “What might they be?”
“I don’t know.” She shrugs. “Guess we’re going to have to go back to the dorm and see.”
With a playful smirk, she spins out of my arm and jogs over to my Jeep.
Grinning, I race after her, slapping her ass as I pass, making her squeal. Chuckling, I open her car door for her.
“Such a gentleman. Thank you, kind sir,” she says in a soft girly voice.
“Trust me, Baby Girl,” I murmur, leaning in. “I’m anything but a gentleman.”
I wink as heat fills her eyes. Yeah, I’m worshiping my girl when we get back.
On the drive back, I get a text from Toby letting me know he’s going to be back a little late because he wanted to get some extra practice in at the rink.
Having him back is going to take some getting used to. Even with him gone, I haven’t slept alone a single night. Lilly has always been in my bed, in my arms.
How is this going to work now? I know she’s not going to just sleep in my bed, she will go to his.
Would I be able to get a good night's sleep while she’s across the room in his arms instead of mine?
A bit of jealousy hits me.
I wonder if I can convince him to ditch the beds we have and get one massively big one.
He’s my best friend. I don’t think it would be weird or anything to sleep in the same bed together. We’d have Lilly in the middle of us.
And it’s not like we’re not about to get a hell of a lot closer. My girl is a naughty little thing, and the dirty promises of being taken by the both of us at the same time had her cumming so damn hard around my cock.
If this is going to be my last time alone with Lilly in the dorms for a while, I’m gonna make it memorable.
Little did I know just how memorable it was going to be.
When we got back to the dorm, Lilly is out of the car and racing towards the building as soon as the Jeep is in park.
“Wait up.” I laugh, jogging to catch up to her. “Where are you off to in a hurry?”
She grins at me. “Keep up, big boy.” She winks before taking off again.
“You little brat.” I chuckle.
Not waiting for the elevators, she heads for the stairs.
“Would you wait up, you crazy lady!” I call after her, my voice echoing around the corridor of the stairs.
“Thought a big hockey star would be able to keep up with little old me,” she shouts back, feet pounding against the stairs.
“I’m going to make you pay for that comment,” I say, amused with a little bit of the adrenaline rush this game she wants to play is giving me.
“Is that a threat or a promise?” she asks, stopping to yank the door to our floor open.
“Oh, you little–” I growl.
She laughs, pure joy on her face, before taking off again.
She’s not fast enough as she tries to scan her key card. Looking over at me her eyes widen just as I reach her.
Wrapping my arms around her, I trap her against my body, bringing my lips to her ear. “Gotcha,” I whisper, her breaths coming in quick, heavy pants.
“What are you going to do with me?” she asks, voice thick with want.
Grabbing my key card out of my pocket, I scan it. The lock clicks and I have the door open in the next second. Dragging her in with me, I quickly close it.
The moment her back hits the door, my lips are on her. Her moans go right to my cock as my tongue slips into her mouth.
We’re a mess of lips and hands, kissing each other with a burning need as we claw at one another's clothes.
As soon as I have her naked, I toss her on the bed, spread her legs, and bury my face in her pussy.
“Bishop!” she whimpers, thighs trying to clamp around my head as she lifts her hips.
Grabbing her knees, I force them open as I continue to feast on this perfect cunt.
I eat her like my favorite meal until she’s screaming my name and soaking my face in her juices.
“I love the sounds coming from your mouth. You’re making a mess of my face,” I murmur, kissing my way up her body.
“More,” she whimpers, panting heavily, her body moving with each breath she takes.
“My greedy girl.” I chuckle, locking my lips around her nipple. She gasps as I suck hard.
“Always,” she moans.
“Have we turned you into a nympho, il mio cuore ?”
“Yes,” she agrees without hesitation, and I laugh, nibbling on her breast before moving up to kiss her lips.
Her hands tangle in my hair as she holds me to her, kissing me like I'm the air she needs to breathe.
Fuck, she feels amazing against me.
“Don’t think I didn't forget about your punishment,” I say against her lips.
“What is it?”
Leaning back, I grin. “Ever been tied up?”
Her eyes flash with desire. “No.” Her cheeks turn pink.
“Want to?” I grin wider.
My girl surprises me with a confident. “Yes.”
Groaning as my cock jerks from her response, I move over to the bedside table and pull open the bottom drawer.
“You have rope just chilling in the bedside table?” she asks with a laugh. “What were you going to do with it?”
“Ahh, tie you up and have my way with you?” I ask, raising a brow as I hold up the rope.
“When did you buy this?”
I shrug. “A few weeks ago. I went to the sex shop and bought some toys.”
Her eyes widen. “You did? Like what?”
A smirk spreads across my face. “Wouldn’t you like to know? I think it would be more fun showing you in the moment.”
“Bishop,” she groans in annoyance as I grab her wrists and carefully tie each wrist to the headboard.
“They’re all going to be fun, I promise.”
Leaning back, I grip my cock and bite my lip as I take in my girl. She looks so sexy right now.
Her hair is mussed, cheeks flushed, and body coated in a sheen of sweat.
“Stop looking at me like that,” she whispers.
“Like what?” I cock a brow.
“Like you want to eat me.”
I grin. “Didn’t I already do that?”
The little devil grins right back, spreading her legs. “You’re more than welcome to have seconds.”
“Fucking hell,” I growl, giving my cock a few stiff strokes.
I want to fuck her so damn bad, but I’m not done playing with her. An idea comes to mind from one of the books I got from the shop.
“I’ll be right back.”
Her eyes widen as I jump off the bed.
“Bishop, what the fuck! Where are you going?” she asks, looking a little panicked.
“Going down to the lobby to grab ice.” I slip on some sweatpants, tucking my erection in the waistband of my sweats.
“Right now?” she hisses. “And for what?”
“An idea I have. Something I read. I think you're going to like it.” I wiggle my eyebrows.
“Bishop,” she growls.
“I’ll be right back. Real quick, promise.” I press a quick kiss on her lips.
“You're going to leave me like this?” she grumbles as I head for the door.
“I’ll be gone a minute tops. Up and down real fast.”
“You better!” she shouts after me.
Grinning like a fool, filled with excitement, I rush to the elevator door. Thankfully, one was already waiting on our floor, so the trip down was quick.
Knowing Lilly is laid out naked on my bed and tied up has my cock leaking pre-cum.
I’ve never been one to try new, kinky things, because I’ve never been with someone I wanted to try them with.
But with Lilly, I want to try everything. When I read about temperature play, it seemed like an easy way to tease and have fun.
I can’t wait to watch her reactions to every sensation her body feels by my hand.
Ignoring the gawking girls because I forgot to put on a shirt, I head over to the ice machine and grab a cup. I won’t need a lot.
Just as I’m done filling up the cup, the fire alarm goes off.
The sound blares loudly, sending a surge of panic. “Fuck!” I hiss, rushing towards the elevator.
Jamming my fingers on the buttons frantically, I will the fucking thing to open.
“Come on, come on!” I shout, heart racing.
I’m so fucking stupid. What the hell have I done? I fucking left her there tied to the damn bed! And now there’s a fucking fire.
It could be a false alarm, but still.
When nothing happens, I throw the cup of ice at the doors.
Then I read the sign that says that the elevators will automatically shut off when the fire alarm is set off for safety reasons.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me!” I roar.
Abandoning the elevator, I head towards the stairs.
People are pouring out of it in waves. “Move!” I shout as I push people aside the best I can.
But there are too many people, all running out in a panic.
They push me back and out of the way.
I need to get to Lilly, they need to fucking move.
“Everyone out!” a man shouts. “This way, please.” Firefighters make their way over to the rush of people.
Ignoring them, I continue to push my way through the crowd until an arm grabs me.
“What are you doing?” a firefighter asks.
“I have to get up the stairs.”
“Whatever it is, it can wait. Exit the building, please.”
“No. You don’t understand!” I shout. “My girlfriend is up there.”
“Are you sure?” he asks. “She could have left with the rush of people.”
“I’m sure,” I say through clenched teeth. This fucker better let me go before I end up punching him in the face and spending my night in jail.
“What room is she? We’ll check and make sure she gets out okay.”
What the fuck do I do now? Tell him the room and let them find her naked, tied to the bed?
Fuck no.
“Just let me go get her. I’ll be quick. We’re only a few floors up.”
“I’m sorry I can't do that.”
“Fuck!” I shout, struggling to get out of his hold.
“Bishop!?” Toby’s voice has me spinning around. The firefighter lets me go, heading up the stairs. “What the fuck is going on?” he asks, looking around. “Where’s Lilly.”
“That's the problem,” I say. “I fucked up. I fucked up big time.”
“What happened!” he shouts, eyes blaring with a mix of panic and anger.
“We need to get upstairs. Now,” I repeat. “But they won’t let me up.”
“Why? Where is she?”
“Naked and tied to my fucking bed,” I hiss.
His eyes widen. “You stupid idiot,” he growls, and then he’s pushing past me.
An officer shouts, but he ignores them.
Taking the opening, I rush up after him. People continue to yell, running after us, but we don’t stop.
Lillianna
I’m going to kill my boyfriend when he gets back. I can’t believe he fucking tied me to a damn bed! Is he fucking crazy?
Okay, the idea is hot. And I’d be having an amazing time if he was actually here. He couldn't have just untied me until he got back?
Laying here naked, a little cold and very vulnerable, I stare up at the roof.
It’s too damn quiet in here, so I tell Alexa to play some music.
Closing my eyes, I concentrate on the song.
That is until it’s drowned out by the blaring of the fire alarm. My eyes snap open, and dread fills me.
“No, no, no, no!” I shout, tugging at my restraints. You have got to be fucking kidding me. Of all times this could have happened, why now?
Frantically, I try to tug my hands free, only to be met with a burning pain. He tied me too fucking tight.
“Help!” I shout. “Someone help!”
I have no idea if this is just stupid, drunk college kids pulling the alarm or a real fire.
I could wait until Bishop gets back, but do I want to risk that chance?
“Help!” I shout again.
I’m going to fucking kill him! Because whoever comes in here to help me is going to get an eye full.
With each passing second, I start to panic more and more. The alarm continues to blare, and I continue to scream, but no one comes.
I don’t smell smoke, so that's good, right?
After what feels like a lifetime, I hear shouting.
“Help! In here!” I scream back, praying they hear me.
A second later, the door bursts open, and in stumbles my boyfriends.
Toby gapes at me, but my eyes snap over to Bishop. “I’m going to kill you!” I snarl.
“I know. I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry, baby.” He rushes over to undo the ropes.
“You need to get out of here!” someone nearby says.
“You're not going in there,” Toby growls. “She’s fucking naked.”
When Bishop frees me, Toby tosses a blanket over me, bundling me up and pulling me into his arms.
They carry me out, and I bury my face into his neck in humiliation.
“Oh my god!” Bee’s voice has me looking up. The cool air around me has me shivering, burying myself deeper in Toby’s arms. “Are you okay? What happened? We just showed up.” Jonas stands next to Bee with matching concern on his face.
“We’re fine. No one’s hurt,” Bishop reassures them.
“Were you sleeping?” Bee looks me over, brows pitched.
“Something like that,” I mutter, shooting a glare up at her brother.
“Ahh, do I wanna know?” She looks between Bishop and me.
“I don’t know. Do you wanna know about your brother tying his naked girlfriend to his headboard, then leaving her there while the fire alarm went off?”
“What?!” Bee hisses. “What the fuck!”
“It’s not like that,” Bishop growls. “I was going to get ice.
“Ice for what?” Jonas asks.
“Really?” Bee gives him a look.
“Oh.” Jonas grins.
“Fuck off. All of you,” I groan, burying my face into the blanket. I can’t believe this is happening.
“I’m so sorry.” Bishop tries to take me from Toby, but he moves me away. “Don’t fucking start,” Bishop growls.
“After what you did, I’m not leaving you alone with her,” Toby mutters.
“I didn’t mean to.” The hurt in Bishop’s voice has any anger left over bleeding away. “Lilly, baby, I didn’t mean to, okay. I’d never leave you like that on purpose. I was doing everything I could to come back to you.”
“I know,” I whisper, deciding to put the poor guy out of his misery. “It’s okay,” I tell Toby.
His face is hard. “No.”
“Toby,” I warn.
He stares at me for another moment before grumbling as he hands me over to Bishop.
Bishop holds me tight, murmuring sorrys against my head as he kisses me.
“How about no more leaving the room if I’m tied up, okay?” I joke.
“Never again,” he promises. “I’m so fucking stupid.”
“Got that right,” Toby says.
“Enough.” I glare between the two of them.
An officer comes out letting everyone know it’s safe to go back in, that it was a false alarm. Damn fucking drunk kids. Assholes.
Bee and Jonas follow us in, saying goodbye at Bee’s and my room. They’re only here to get a change of clothes before heading back to the hockey house.
The three of us head into the guys’ room.
Bishop walks me over to his bed and sits me down. “Alright. You two, sit. Talk. We’re doing this now because the fact is, I’m with both of you. You both know by now I’m not choosing, and I won’t be tolerating pissing contests. Got it?”
They look at each other, none of them saying anything for a while.
“Okay, fine. Let’s start with how I felt when I found out you two were seeing each other behind my back,” Toby starts. “Betrayed. Hurt. Jealous. I asked you to look after the one person who meant the most to me in the world, and you went and got feelings for her.”
“I’m not sorry about it,” Bishop huffs. “I’m sorry we lied to you. But I’m not sorry for falling in love with Lilly. I spent years pushing down my feelings for her, because I knew how you felt. I did that for you. Seeing you hurt her, I didn’t have it in me to continue denying my feelings because you were pissing your chance away.”
“So your plan was to just steal her away?” Toby glares.
“No!” Bishop snaps. “I always knew I never stood a chance when it came down to her picking between us. So when she told me she wanted us both, I knew I didn’t care. I just wanted her, in any way, she was willing to have me. Even if that meant her being with you too. Because in my brain, that wasn’t a surprise or new to me. I always knew that in some form, this was how things were going to happen.”
“I didn’t.” Toby leans against the headboard. “I never thought about the chance of her being with anyone but me. Even when I had myself so convinced there never was going to be an us. Because the thought of her with another man made me want to murder people.”
Bishop snorts. “Trust me, I know. I was at all the fights, bandaging your ass up.”
Toby looks at Bishop and sighs. “I’m over it, you know?”
“Over what?”
“The two of you together. I’ve come to accept it.”
“Yeah?” Bishop gives him a skeptical look.
“Yeah.” Toby scrubs his face with his hands. “It took a bit of time. But it helped seeing Lilly happy. I couldn’t take that away from her. I’d only be hurting her. That knowledge is the biggest factor for me coming around to the idea. You’re my best friend. I trust you with my life, so why not trust you with my heart, too? Even my soul. Because that’s what Lilly is to me.”
Tears prick the back of my eyes as I just sit and listen.
“You’re being cheesy as fuck,” Bishop jokes, but I see the emotion in his eyes.
“Yeah, well, this is the best you’re going to get. She’s the one who gets to see me with my heart on my sleeve. Not you.” Toby rolls his eyes. He knows it’s a lie. Bishop has seen him at his worst more than once.
“So, we gonna kiss and make up?” Bishop asks, wiggling his eyebrows.
“Only if you want your cock chopped off,” Toby huffs out a laugh.
“Kinky shit, T. But I think our girl would be pretty pissed. She likes my dick.” Bishop grins, and they laugh.
It might not seem like some big profound moment, but I see the deeper meaning. Toby needed time to process everything and this is his way of telling Bishop that it's going to be okay.
I’m trying so damn hard not to cry because this is it. I finally get both of them officially.
“We should celebrate,” I speak up. Both sets of eyes flick my way, almost as if they forgot about me.
“Yeah?” Bishop asks. “How so?”
Am I crazy for what I’m about to ask? Maybe, but hey, this whole fucking night has been one big ball of crazy.
Standing up, I let the blanket drop, showing every inch of my naked body.
Both guys groan, sitting up straight as their eyes eagerly drink me in.
“What’s a better way to show you two are willing to share me, than to share me.”
My belly heats as their eyes make their way back up to mine.
“Are you asking us to fuck you, Lilly?” Bishop growls.
“Yes.”
“Both of us?” Toby asks. “At the same time?”
“Yes,” I say a little more breathlessly.
“Fucking hell,” Bishop groans, grabbing at his erection through his sweats.
Toby stands, looming over me like a predator, this hungry look in his eyes. “And how exactly do you want us, Baby Girl?” Toby murmurs, tucking some of my wild hair behind my ear. His touch makes me shiver, and I bite my lip. “Do you want to ride one of us as the other fucks your mouth?”
“No,” I murmur, shaking my head. “I want to ride you.” I reach up, wrapping my hands around his neck, playing with the hairs at the base. “While Bishop fucks my ass.”
“God. Damn. It,” Bishop groans. “You’re killing me, Shorty. I’m gonna blow my load just thinking about it.”
“Really?” I raise a brow. “Can’t even wait until you’re inside me?”
His eyes narrow. “So we’re going back to brat mode?”
“Is there any other mode?” I smirk.
Next thing I know, I’m squealing as I’m being tossed onto the bed.
“Looks like we’re going to have to fuck the brattiness out of her, Bishop,” Toby says, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it up over his head.
I lean back on my arms, my breathing coming out in shallow puffs as I watch these two sinfully sexy men strip, just for me.
My eyes trail over Toby’s body, taking in every tattoo and ripped muscle until he’s pulling his pants and boxers off, revealing his cock for me. He’s fucking huge. Bigger than Bishop, but I’d never tell him that.
Not that Bishop isn’t big. They are both way above average. My greedy cunt loves the stretch they give me. Not too sure my ass is going to feel the same way, but the idea of them both claiming me at once has my pussy wet and wanting.
“Fuck,” I breathe out, my hand sliding down to my pussy. I slip my fingers through the mess already forming, getting a growl from each of my men.
“Now you.” I look at Bishop.
He smirks, grabbing the waistband of his sweatpants and pulling them down.
His thick cock springs free, slapping his lower belly, and I whimper, my hands clenching.
My breathing picks up, heat licking through my body. I want them. No, I fucking need them so damn badly.
“You're both so hot,” I moan, my eyes flicking between the two of them, trying to drink them in the best I can.
“And you’re a fucking goddess,” Toby growls, moving to crawl over me. I grab the back of his head, pulling him down to me.
When our lips crash together, something inside the both of us snaps. We moan, hands roaming, grabbing, touching every inch of each other’s exposed skin. My body tingles, every place he touches lighting up.
Toby grabs me and flips us so that I’m on top of him.
My pussy presses against his thick cock, and I start to rock my hips, gliding my slick cunt against him.
“Fuck,” he groans, grabbing my hips roughly as he helps move me over him. “I want to be inside you.”
Grabbing his cock, I lift my hips up and press the tip of his cock to my entrance while looking him in his eyes.
My mind is hazy already, this feral need for both of them taking over. “Then take me,” I whisper.
It’s all I needed to say before Toby slams me down, forcing me to take every inch of him.
I cry out, falling forward, catching myself on his chest. My nails dig into his skin as my head hangs. Toby thrusts up into me, his cock spearing me over and over again, stretching me so fucking good I almost see stars.
He does it until I’m a sobbing mess on the verge of cumming. His grunts and growls, the way he sounds so far gone for me has me barreling towards the edge. Only he stops just as I’m about to explode.
“No!” I whimper.
“Shhh.” Toby kisses my forehead, panting heavily. “We got carried away and forgot about someone.”
I look over to find Bishop standing near the bed, watching. Heat burns in his eyes. No jealousy, only arousal.
A smile crosses my lips. “I’d never forget about him,” I whisper.
Bishop growls, stepping forward. “You fucking better not.” He grips my chin and kisses me dirty, leaving me panting for air when we break apart.
He opens the bottom of his side table and pulls out a bottle.
“Well, isn’t that just Pandora's box of sex toys.” I laugh, and he gives me one of those smirks that makes my heart stop and pussy clench. Toby groans, letting me know he felt that.
“You have no idea, baby.” He chuckles, moving on the bed to get behind me. A hand runs up my back, pushing me forward. “Lay down, relax.”
A wave of nerves fills me as the realization that I’m about to take both of them right now hits me.
Neither of them have fucked me in the ass yet, but I have used toys. It’s how I know I want this, that I’d like this. I’ve been stuffed with two toys before, and came so hard. Now, I want the real thing.
Toby’s hand runs up and down my back, comforting me as I feel Bishop part my cheeks.
“Fuck, look at that pretty tight hole,” Bishop groans. I shiver as he brushes a finger over the tight ring. “I can’t wait to see it swallow my cock.”
I groan, wanting that so damn badly.
A second later, I feel something cold coat my hole, and I suck in a breath, waiting as he slips one finger in.
I moan as he thrusts it in and out.
“You like that, baby?” Bishop asks.
“Yes,” I murmur. “More.”
“Greedy little thing,” he chuckles, doing as I ask and adding a second. It burns a little bit, but nothing bad. “You're doing so good, baby, taking my fingers so well. I bet you can take my cock even better, can’t you?”
I don’t answer, just moan as he slips three fingers in. My mind spins as Bishop preps me, fucking me good with his fingers.
“I need you,” I whimper, wiggling on Toby’s cock.
“If you don’t get inside her now, I'm gonna blow before this has even begun,” Toby grunts, sounding strained as his hands tighten their hold on my hips.
“You ready for me, baby?” Bishop asks, kissing my back.
“Yes,” I practically growl.
“Greedy and eager,” he chuckles. “Brat.”
“I’ll show you how much of a brat I can be if you don’t–oh fuck!” I moan as I feel the tip of his cock presses its way inside me.
“Breathe,” Toby whispers in my ear. “That’s it, baby, take him inside you, let his cock sink into that perfect ass of yours.”
My eyes squeeze shut as I feel my breath being taken from my lungs. I try to breathe, but fuck, his cock is a lot bigger than the toys I used.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” Bishop groans. “Are you okay?”
“Yes,” I croak out. “Slow. Go slow.”
He does, slowly pushing his way inch by inch, stopping any time I tense up. They both whisper praise and words of encouragement, making my damn heart melt. They love me so much, in every aspect of our lives.
“I’m in,” Bishop grunts. “You should see the way your ass swallows me, il mio cuore . Fucking heaven.”
“I can feel your dick against mine,” Toby grunts. “So fucking weird.”
Bishop chuckles. “A little bit.”
“Fuck me,” I pant out, my body on fire. I feel full, so damn full, yet there's this burning need inside me.
Knowing I’m not going to be much help, I lay on Toby’s chest, prepared to let them do all the work. I want them to use me, to take their pleasure and bring me to mine.
Bishop pulls out, and I groan before he pushes back in. “Yes,” Bishop growls. “So fucking good. Look at you, baby, doing so damn good.” Then he thrusts back in.
He does it a few more times, and each time, the pain is replaced by pleasure.
“Can I move?” Toby asks.
“Yes.” I nod against his chest. “Please.”
Toby thrusts up into me, and I bite down on his chest. It feels good, weird, and all the in-between.
The two of them get a rhythm going, one thrusting in while the other pulls out.
They have to keep reminding me to breathe because my mind is in overdrive right now. They feel good, so damn good moving inside me. “Harder,” I beg. “Fuck me.”
“Damn it.” Bishop grips my ass cheeks. “You’re so fucking tight. I don’t think I’m going to last long.”
“Neither am I,” Toby groans. “So wet, so warm, so fucking tight, and god, I hate to admit this, but your cock against mine doesn’t feel all that bad.”
Bishop lets out a strained laugh. “You're not wrong.”
“Fuck me,” I whisper, wiggling in their hold. I’m dick-drunk again, and I need to cum.
“You want our cocks, Lilly?” Toby growls. “You want us to fuck you together, to use your tight little holes until we fill them with our cum?”
“Yes.” I nod frantically, clawing at Toby’s side. “Please. Please, fuck me.” I don’t care how desperate I sound. That ache in my core is what's driving me mad.
“Look at her.” Bishop chuckles, slamming his hips forward and making me groan. “Dirty little cock slut she is. Stuffed with two dicks, and it’s not enough.”
His words make me whimper.
“The whole world thinks you're so sweet, don’t they? But when it’s just us, alone, you’re just our little whore, aren't you?”
“Yes,” I moan as the two of them work inside me faster and faster. “Yes, like that. Oh god,” I sob. “More, harder. Fuck!”
The two of them pound into me, both gripping my hips to hold me still as they fuck me like animals. I lay there, taking every delicious thrust, my body humming, clit throbbing. I don’t even need to touch it as it grinds perfectly against Toby’s pelvis.
With each thrust, I’m being pushed closer and closer to euphoria.
“Fuck. I’m gonna cum. Oh fuck!” Bishop grabs my ass cheeks in a painful grip as he lets out a masculine groan, his cock pulsing inside my ass as he fills me with thick ropes of his cum.
“Shit, shit, shit. Lilly, baby, cum for us. Please,” Toby growls.
He doesn’t need to beg; I’m right there, but it helps. Ecstasy shoots through my body as a powerful orgasm takes over me. I cry out, biting down on Toby’s chest as I scream, my body writhing on top of him.
“Lilly!” Toby growls as he thrusts up into me one last time. Then I feel him cum, his cock jerking inside me, filling me with his release.
I’m pretty sure I black out; body spent, humming with pleasure as I saw fucking stars. So much, but it was so perfect. Everything.
My body feels like jelly, unable to move.
I’m in and out of it as I hear their voices.
“You did so fucking good, baby.” Toby kisses my cheek. “So proud of you.”
“Fucking perfect,” Bishop praises. “Took us so well. Like a fucking queen.
I smile. At least, I think I smile. Every part of me is mush right now. I feel good, so damn good. Tired. I wanna sleep.
“So good,” I slur, and they chuckle.
“Go to sleep, baby,” Toby murmurs. “We got you.”
Bishop groans, pulling his cock free. “Fuck,” he hisses. “Seeing my cum dripping from her ass has me ready to go again.”
“No,” Toby grunts, rolling us over until I’m on my back. “Let her sleep.”
“I wasn't being serious.” Bishop chuckles.
I’m not sure how long I've been asleep for, but I wake up again when I feel warm washcloths against my sore, used parts.
They both clean me up before crawling into bed with me.
“Thank you,” I whisper, cuddling into the both of them.
“It was our pleasure, really.” Bishop chuckles.
“No,” I say sleepy. “Not that.”
"Then what for?” Toby asks, his fingers playing with my hair.
“For choosing me as your family. For choosing each other. For choosing us,” I slur. “I love you.”
“Always,” Bishop murmurs.
“It’s us against the world,” Toby whispers.
I smile at that, because fuck was he ever right. Us against the world.