Hana
I knew I was never going to get a chance to choose who I wanted to be with. Not anymore. I was stuck in this twisted fairy tale, torn between two men, both of them disturbingly obsessed with me. If I were being honest with myself, I felt the same about them. I knew it was fucked up for me to still be in love with these men after what they’d done to me, but, in a warped way, I loved that they were both so madly in love with me that they would do absolutely anything to be with me. So while I knew giving them no choice but to share me was an absolutely absurd idea, they wouldn’t say no. And if they didn’t cooperate, I knew what I had to do. I wasn’t afraid to do it. I couldn’t live my life being torn between them anymore.
“Hana, please put the knife down. Let’s just talk about this,” Jack said calmly, his arms held out in front of him.
“Please, Han. We don’t want you to hurt yourself. We will listen, just put that down,” Michael continued just as calmly, mimicking Jack’s stance.
I shook my head quickly, the huge knife only an inch from my throat.
“No. Listen to me,” I shouted, my adrenaline coursing through my whole body. “I’ve seen the way both of you enjoy watching me with the other. I like it too. That’s why you’ll both get me. If you want me, you’re gonna have to share me,” I demanded confidently.
Michael’s face soured with disgust. “Hana, no. You said we were going to fight—”
“What? Fight?” Jack interrupted with a laugh, looking over at Michael. “Oh, you fucking know I’d tear you apart, you knob.”
“Shut the fuck up!” I yelled.
They whipped their heads back at me.
“Michael, I said you were going to fight as a ruse to get Jack here,” I explained, looking between the two. “You’re not going to fight. If you two touch each other, to hurt each other, I swear to God I will end my life.”
“So you’re just going to hold that knife to your neck for the foreseeable future?” Michael asked with amusement.
“Of course not. That’s my little incentive for both of you. And if either of you tries to take me away from the other again, it will happen. I will make sure of it,” I spit out angrily.
I could see both of their minds working quickly as they stood there silently, breathing heavily. They were considering it. This was a good start.
“How would that work, Hana? Like a joint custody thing?” Jack asked with raised eyebrows.
“No. We’ll all live together. We’ll all learn to get along with each other,” I muttered out, not really knowing what my plan was beyond this point.
Michael rolled his eyes. “Fucking hell, Hana,” he sighed.
“What about the baby?” Jack asked quietly, almost morosely.
I shook my head. “I’m not having it. This is not what I wanted.” I motioned to my stomach.
Both of their eyes widened in terror.
I continued gently. “We can have kids later, but not this way.”
Jack shook his head bitterly.
“I know you fucked with my appointment to get my shot, Jack. I know you did. That’s not fair. I have to have a say in this, otherwise I will always resent you,” I argued.
They were both quiet again, their faces sullen.
“I promise I will give both of you children. We need to figure this shit out first,” I went on, knowing they were both heartbroken.
Michael shook his head, his eyes ablaze with anger. “I can’t share you, Hana. I can’t. Especially not with him,” he gestured his thumb at Jack.
Jack was quick to respond. “Oh, fuck you—”
“Shut the fuck up!” I yelled again. “You’re gonna have to. Otherwise you won’t get me at all.”
I stood there shaking, the knife still to my throat, and my weak, naked body bouncing between each foot.
Jack looked up at me, defeated. “If this is how I prevent you from fucking kill yourself, Hana, then I’ll do it,” he said softly.
Michael scoffed, still angry, as he put his hand to his beard. “Fuck!”
I could tell I had won.
“Fuck this. Fine! Fine, Hana. God damnit,” he spit out, his jaw clenched.
My heart dropped to my knees. Holy fucking shit, this worked. Now what?
“Okay.” I nodded. “Okay. Jack, give me your shirt. Let’s sit down and talk.”
* * *
We sat at the dining table, Jack to my left and Michael in front of me. I didn’t trust them yet, so I left the butcher knife on my lap, ready for action if I needed it. I couldn’t believe I was sitting with Jack and Michael about to have a civil conversation about how they were going to share me. They were both quiet as they watched me carefully, still looking like they were going to have to catch a wild animal.
“Michael, first I have to ask—where the fuck are we?” I raised my eyebrows at him, waiting.
He clenched his jaw; he was not used to me talking to him this way, and I reveled in it.
“I bought this house shortly before you were taken from me.” He glanced at Jack with narrowed eyes. “So we’d have a little place to stay close to your parent’s house. I was going to surprise you with it,” he explained to me.
My heart melted. There was my sweet Michael.
I nodded and smiled. “That’s sweet. Thank you.”
I reached my hand out to his on the table. Michael smiled faintly at me as he put his hand atop mine, interlocking our fingers. I glanced over at Jack to see if the jealousy had kicked in yet. His tongue darted out before he bit down on his lip, watching our hands. His toned arms distracted me while his elbows sat on the table, his strong chest bare.
I reached my other hand out for Jack, and he took it quickly, squeezing gently. I felt Michael tense.
I was holding both of their hands; it felt like a dream. I let go and clasped my hands together on the table.
I sighed heavily before I spoke. “I don’t know how to do this. I want us all under one roof. Maybe we can stay here for a while as we get the hang of things,” I suggested, looking between the two of them.
Jack nodded as he glanced over at Michael.
Michael sighed and raised his eyebrows. “Alright.” He shrugged.
“What about…how are we going about…getting rid of…” Jack hesitated, tears welling in his eyes.
Fuck. I hated breaking his heart but I had to do this.
I tried to be gentle as I spoke. “I’ll figure it out tomorrow.”
Jack nodded again, staring down at the table.
“I’m okay with both of you tracking me,” I started, the statement absurd to me as I said it aloud. “But I need my phone. I need my laptop. I need freedom,” I continued.
Michael looked to Jack with contempt. “You weren’t giving her freedom?” he asked with disdain.
I quickly interjected. “He was. You weren’t,” I quipped back.
Michael shook his head. “That was only going to be temporary, Hana,” he clarified softly.
I shrugged. “Whatever. I just need to not feel like I’m being shut out from the world.” I looked to both of them.
They nodded slowly.
“You two cannot fight. Physically or verbally. I won’t have it,” I declared.
Jack quickly glanced up at Michael then back at me. “As you wish, love.” He smiled, his perfect dimples emerging.
I looked at Michael. “Deal?”
He was sulking, but nodded hesitantly. “Deal,” he agreed.
“And no fucking with my birth control anymore.” I narrowed my eyes at Jack with annoyance. “We’ll talk about having a baby when the time comes.”
Jack gave a devious smile and shrugged. “Deal, sweetheart.” I could tell he was being brave in front of Michael, but I knew how much this was hurting him.
I looked down at the table as my mind raced.
“We’ll figure out more tomorrow. I’m fucking exhausted.” I looked to the two of them. “I want you both sleeping with me.”
It felt amazing having this power all of a sudden. Michael looked at Jack then to me and rolled his eyes. I knew Jack was the more willing participant in this situation and Michael would need more time.
Jack smiled at me as he stood and put his hand out for me. “You lead the way, darling.”
I stood and took his hand and then turned to Michael. I put the butcher knife that lay across my lap back on the seat and raised my eyebrows at him.
“I won’t need that anymore, will I?” I asked, sounding like I was lecturing a child.
Michael sighed and stood. “No,” he answered slowly, walking over to me and putting his hand to my face.
I figured they were going to try to show off. And when Michael gently put his lips to mine, our kiss passionate and slow, Jack released my hand and put his strong hand to my pussy, slowly slipping a finger inside me. I moaned, and Michael pulled away from me to look down at what was happening. I looked to Jack who was now pressing his lips against my shoulder, making his way up to my neck. Michael quickly pressed his lips to mine again as I reached down and put my hand to his hard erection through his jeans. I struggled to pull down his zipper, so he reached down and quickly unzipped his jeans, letting them fall to the floor as I rubbed his erection through his boxer briefs. I was breathing heavily as I reached for Jack’s, surprised that it was already out and fully erect. I pulled back from Michael and quickly got to my knees between both of them as they stared down at me with desire. I eagerly reached for Michael’s cock before he slapped my hand away and took it out himself.
“If you want this cock, Hana, you’re gonna have to beg for it.” He smirked down at me.
I licked my lips, my pussy clenching and already needing release. I looked at Jack and he nodded, holding himself with one hand and the back of my hair with the other.
“Please, sir. Please let me suck your cock,” I breathed out. I turned to Jack. “Please, Jack. I need your cock too. I need them both in my mouth, right now.” I looked up at him with wide eyes.
Jack licked his lips and then smiled down at me, teasing me by putting his cock right up to my face and rubbing it on my cheek.
“You want both of us inside you, you little fucking whore?” Jack looked down at me.
“Yes, please,” I moaned and looked at Michael. “Please, sir.”
“One at a time, take us both in all the way,” Michael instructed before putting his cock to my mouth and shoving it down my throat in one quick motion.
I gagged before he pulled out of my mouth, and then Jack had his cock in my face.
“Open wide, sweetheart,” he said before he rammed his cock into my mouth, unable to shove it as far down because of his width.
They started to take turns doing this, using my mouth to fuck quickly, their pre-cum already salty on my tongue. I started to put my hand to my clit before Michael quickly slapped my cheek and pulled away from me.
“You won’t come until I tell you to. Put those hands on your lap,” he ordered.
My pussy was fucking drenched.
“Please,” I moaned. “I need you both inside of me,” I pleaded.
Jack smiled and then looked at Michael. “Let’s fill her up,” he said excitedly.
Michael looked to Jack and then back down at me. “Is that what you want, baby? You want us both inside of you? Filling you up like the fucking whore that you are?” It was clear his desire to fuck me overtook any apprehension about sharing me with Jack.
“Yes, please, sir!”
Michael suddenly put his hand to the back of my hair and lifted me up, and they both moved me to the couch. Michael had already fucked me earlier, and the thought of having Jack now made my pussy throb with desire. Jack sat down and took my hips, guiding me to sit on top of him as I faced him. I slowly sat on his dick, his width making me moan with pleasure and pain as I took in his full length, goosebumps dotting my whole body. He began to thrust his hips up and down, putting one hand to my hip and the other to my face.
“You’re gonna come so hard for us, aren’t you, love? You’re gonna scream so fucking loud while we use your holes in whatever ways we please,” he spit out, grabbing my face to look at him.
“Yes,” I breathed out, already feeling like I was going to come.
“Hold still,” Michael said from behind me.
Jack and I both stilled as I glanced back and saw Michael slathering lube over his cock.
“God, I can’t fucking wait to feel you so full,” Jack whispered in my ear.
I winced as Michael started putting the head of his cock into my ass. He chuckled as he went in deeper, and I quickly shut my eyes tight as I grabbed a hold of the back of the couch.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, my body taking over of my mind, and my hands now grabbing my ass cheeks to spread them for him.
“So fucking eager as always,” Michael said before fully plunging into my ass, making me scream.
Both of them started to move in a rhythm, thrusting their dicks into me hard as I whimpered with pleasure that I didn’t even know existed. Michael grabbing my hips hard and Jack pulling my hair as he bit down on my shoulder had me close to coming.
“Please,” I whined. “Please, I’m gonna come,” I cried, asking for their permission.
“Fuck yes, baby. Come hard for us,” Michael moaned between grunts.
The release of my orgasm hit hard as I screamed, my pussy clenching around Jack’s dick. I moved my hips slowly, riding out the most intense release I had ever felt. Michael didn’t slow as he dug his nails harder into my hips, making me come again as tears streamed down my face.
“Oh my God,” I moaned when Jack began to thrust his hips quick and hard again, giving me my third orgasm in just a minute.
“What do you say, mate? Inside her or all over her?” Michael asked Jack.
So now they were coordinating where they would come on me? Holy fuck.
“Let’s give her a proper cum shower,” Jack responded with a smile in his voice.
They suddenly pulled out and had me on my knees, both of them hovering over me and stroking themselves.
“Fuck, please give me your cum, sir,” I moaned to Michael and then looked to Jack. “Jack, baby. I need your cum, please.”
They both watched me intently, their faces clearly revealing they were about to come.
“Open your mouth,” Jack moaned before his load shot straight at me, my mouth wide open and taking in every drop I could get.
“Look at me,” Michael ordered, his cum shooting all over my face, tits, and stomach.
I smiled as I moaned with the pleasure of having the best sex I ever had with the two men that I loved more than anything in this world. Is this gonna be way easier than I thought? We got the sex part down, but how are they going to do when they have to share me out in the real world?
“Leave that cum all over you, my fucking whore,” Jack said finally, lowering his hand to me.
I grabbed his hand and stood, looking at Michael who had sat down and let his body fall back onto the cushion.
“Sir. Will you please join us?” I held my other hand out to him.
My heart dropped to the floor when he smiled at me. He stood as he took my hand, and we all went upstairs together.