Loved by Two (Saved By Two #2)

Chapter 1

Chapter One

JESSICA

I stare at the ceiling and can’t help but smile as I stretch.

My body aches deliciously from the hours of lovemaking with Caleb and Noah last night.

They never cease to amaze me with the amount of pleasure they evoke from me on a regular basis.

But most importantly, they make me feel treasured and loved.

I never would have believed love could be like this, until them.

And now, I can’t imagine a life without them both.

They’ve helped me in so many ways. It’s not always easy, and some days, the anxiety can be almost debilitating.

But every day, they help me piece a little more of myself together again as I work through my past traumas.

I know it’s not something I will ever truly ‘get over’, but I’m learning to deal with it as best I can with their support and counselling, and that’s what matters.

It’s strange to be awake before Caleb and Noah.

I’m usually the last one up. I'm always so content being sandwiched between them. It’s one of my favourite places to be.

Yet even though my body was exhausted after their ministrations last night, my brain, however, not so much.

I felt unsettled, restless, and unable to fall into a proper sleep.

I see a lot of under-eye makeup in my immediate future.

I considered getting up to make myself a hot chocolate, but I didn’t want to disturb the guys or Aspen.

I still can’t believe we have a dog, but she’s settling in so well.

We rescued her not long after we moved in, another thing I never would have envisioned, and yet here we are, three very proud dog parents to a nine-month-old husky.

Movement beside me has me glancing over my shoulder. Caleb is resting on his elbow, like he hasn’t just woken up, his stunning blue eyes staring back at me, the green flecks more vivid in the early morning light. His smile is contagious, causing me to smile back.

“Good morning, sweet girl,” he says, his hand wrapping around my waist as he tugs me back against his chest. A soft giggle escapes me.

But his firm erection pressing up against my arse has me trying to fight off a moan as I squirm, unable to help myself.

I don’t think I’ll ever tire of their physical reaction around me or how they both play my body like a flute.

“Morning,” I reply as he grips my jaw gently and leans over, lowering his mouth to mine for a kiss that would melt my knickers if I were wearing any.

He pulls back, brushing his nose against mine softly.

“Morning, Caleb. Morning, sweet girl,” Noah says, his voice deep with sleep.

“Morning,” Caleb replies as he releases my jaw, allowing me to turn to face Noah.

God, even with his tousled light brown hair, fresh from sleep, he’s gorgeous, and his eyes are a beautiful golden brown in this light.

“Good morning,” I say, his hand moving to my upper thigh as he leans in for a kiss.

I’m fully aware I’ve not yet brushed my teeth and yet they never seem phased. By the time they finish kissing me, truth is, neither am I.

He pulls back and studies my face as his thumb works small circles over my bare thigh.

“Are you excited for today?” Caleb asks from behind me, his Irish lilt deep as his voice vibrates against my back. His voice makes me want to straddle his face and have him murmur those words against my clit.

I swear I’ve quickly become addicted to these two men, and as if sensing the trajectory of my thoughts, I feel Noah slide his hand between the apex of my thighs, my body breaking out in a flurry of goosebumps.

“Hmm, our girl is excited, all right,” he says, his finger sliding up and down my damp slit.

My face flushes from his words, and I groan because he’s not wrong. I always wake up a little horny, sandwiched between them. It’s near impossible not to get aroused around these men. Even more so when I’m woken with a face between my legs or a cock edging its way inside me.

I lick my lips at the thought.

But it’s doused quickly when I recall Caleb’s question about today.

I’m currently more nervous than excited about the opening of my restaurant—Obsidian Rose Cuisine.

Granted, it’s a soft opening for close friends and family, but that makes it even more nerve-wracking.

I care about making a good first impression, so yeah, if I’m being honest with myself, I’m terrified.

As a mid-range restaurant, I wanted to encompass classic British fare, but with a modern twist, as well as elevated pub food, focusing on high-quality ingredients.

I’ve set out to offer a variety of options to cater for different tastes and dietary needs so that everyone feels welcome.

And I think I’ve managed that but today will be the true tell.

My stomach comes alive with nerves the more I think about today and I find it hard to swallow, my mouth suddenly dry.

“Do you want us to help take your mind off it for a little while?” Caleb asks, his lips moving to a spot below my ear, which has me arcing into him when his mouth meets my skin as he kisses me over the sensitive flesh.

“Is that a trick question? Because my answer will be yes, always yes,” I say with a groan as Noah circles my clit with my arousal.

Caleb’s mouth clamps down on my neck, his tongue teasing me before he begins to suck.

I already know he’s marking me. And as much as I give him shit for it, I secretly love it, even more so when they both take turns to mark my inner thighs.

My core clenches at the thought just as Noah slips two fingers inside me.

“Always so wet for us,” he murmurs, leaning closer and catching my lips in a kiss that can only be described as indecent with the way his tongue is fucking me, matching the way his fingers are working me, hitting me in the perfect spot.

I’m always so much hornier in the mornings.

I don’t know what it is about morning sex, but I love it.

Between the two of them, I’ve come to love my body in a way I never thought possible. For so long, I tried to shy away and hide myself. It wasn’t even a conscious thought, but rather an innate reaction.

“Oh, God,” I moan into his mouth, so close to coming already. “Fuck.”

“You want to come?”

I don’t even manage to answer as I come, clenching his fingers and soaking his hand, the sound salacious.

“So fucking beautiful when you come,” he says, pulling his fingers free but quickly replacing them with the head of his cock.

Caleb throws the cover back and lifts my thigh to straddle his, opening me up as Noah slowly enters me. My inner walls are still clenching from my orgasm that’s barely subsided as he bottoms out.

“I love how tight you feel after you’ve come,” he says, reaching up and pinching a nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “But I love it even more when you come all over my cock.”

“Are you going to be our good little slut and squeeze him dry?” Caleb asks, his hand moving between us as he plays with my clit.

“Oh fuck,” I say, my breathing growing erratic as Noah pulls out slowly before sliding all the way back inside me.

But I need more, fuck me, I always need more.

I reach up behind me and pull Caleb’s face towards mine, needing his lips on me.

“Do you want us to both fill you up, sweet girl,” Noah says as he continues to fuck me slowly.

Nodding, I pull out of the kiss with Caleb.

He cocks a brow. “Hmm, we need your words, sweet girl,” he says, his lips lifting into a grin.

“Please.”

A deep rumble comes from Caleb. “I love it when you beg.”

He shifts slightly, and I already know he’s reaching for the lube. The sound of the cap clicking open, before he coats his dick and then he runs his slick finger down my arse crack before spreading my cheeks and circling my arsehole.

I love being completely filled by them, so intense, so erotic.

They’ve taken my pussy together a few times too, but it takes a lot more prep and a hell of a lot of manoeuvring. But fuck me, is it worth it. The thought alone has me rolling my hips, causing Noah to moan.

Caleb tuts. “So greedy, you can’t wait to be stuffed by us both, can you?” he asks, slipping his thumb into me and causing me to clench around Noah.

Caleb pulls out his thumb, replacing it with his finger, taking his time to work me slowly before adding a second and then eventually a third finger. As Noah continues his leisurely fucking, I can feel myself on the cusp of yet another orgasm.

“Fuck me,” I say, turning my face into the pillow.

“Oh, I plan to, just as soon as you’re ready for me,” Caleb says as he begins to scissor me open.

I turn my face to stare at Noah, his eyes blown wide as he lets go of my hip and reaches for my jaw, tugging me in for a kiss.

“Hmm, you’re ready,” Caleb says as he pulls his fingers free, and then I feel the head of his thick cock at my back entrance, and like I always do, I find myself tensing before his lips move to my throat, peppering soft kisses along my shoulder.

“Relax, sweet girl. Let me in.”

Noah smirks as he pulls out to the tip, just as Caleb begins to enter me.

“Fuck.”

Caleb lets out a deep sound as he pushes inside me until he bottoms out and then slowly pulls back to the tip just as Noah pushes back inside me, my walls clenching around him.

“So fucking wet.”

I love the feeling of being full, and then they both start moving.

“Oh my God.”

“Hmm, you like that, don’t you?”

I nod and gasp as Caleb pinches my nipple, damn these men and their ability to draw such pleasure from my body.

“How about we fill you with our cum and make you walk around like that all day,” Caleb says into my ear. His deep baritone has my flesh breaking out in a wave of goosebumps, my nipples hardening even more.

“From the way our girl just gushed all over my cock, I’d say she likes that idea.”

I groan because the thought of their seed—their very essence filling me—does, in some fucked up way, turn me on more.

Noah circles his hips, hitting me in the perfect spot that has me on the precipice of an impending orgasm.

Caleb slips his hand over my stomach and down to my wet folds. I glance down and watch the way he teases the base of Noah’s cock before he circles my clit.

Noah’s fingers curl into my hips. He holds still as Caleb thrusts inside, and then they move expertly together.

The pressure builds in a way I can barely comprehend. Even now, I struggle to verbalise this sensation. Because there’s no other feeling when I’m between these two men. I feel consumed, cherished, owned.

They both begin to really thrust now, and I know every time I move today, I’ll be reminded of the way they fucked me to completion.

They’re so in tune with one another and my impending pleasure as they continue a well-practiced rhythm. Caleb pulls out as Noah thrusts back in, hitting my cervix.

I can barely catch my breath.

“That’s it, show us how much you love taking our cocks. And if you’re a really good girl and you give us what we want, we’ll make sure you’re so consumed with pleasure tonight that you won’t remember your own name.”

It’s a promise I know they’ll keep.

“Oh my God.”

I begin to shake, knowing any moment now I’ll detonate.

“That’s it, sweet girl. Give it to us and let go.”

Caleb shifts, bearing down on me and hitting me even deeper.

I roll my hips, chasing the building pressure as they fuck me.

Their thrusts, shorter, deeper.

My eyes fill with tears of ecstasy.

My orgasm is so close, it’s almost too much and yet not enough.

“Fuck, please,” I gasp on a plea of utter desperation.

“You know how much I love it when you beg,” Caleb says, his lips caressing my throat in tender kisses before he begins to suck hard.

He’ll mark me, I have no doubt, but it only drives me towards my climax faster.

Then Noah’s mouth clamps around my nipple, and I lose it. That’s all it takes for me to come.

They’ve opened up my world where sex is concerned, evoking pleasure from me in ways I could never have imagined.

Noah releases my nipple as they both pump into me harder with abandon, but I can take it— take them, because I was made for them and them for me.

“Yes, so fucking tight,” Caleb says into my ear, eliciting a guttural moan from my throat.

I’m sandwiched between them and can barely move as they fuck me into a state of oblivion.

“She’s squeezing me so damn good... I’m not going to last,” Noah says, gritting his teeth as his hips punch forward, faster, with shorter thrusts.

I garble an incoherent retort.

Fuck!

“Let go, Noah, fill her with your cum.”

Noah’s jaw locks tight, my eyes shuttering closed as he jerks and comes—hard.

“Oh fuck.”

“Yes, exactly that,” Caleb says, and I swear he hardens even more. “That’s it, little temptress. You like being full of his cum, don’t you? You like being fucked by us?”

I nod, unable to catch my breath enough to reply.

“Then show us you’re our good girl and come again.”

Noah is still twitching with the last of his orgasm, ebbing as he reaches to tease my clit.

Caleb grips my hips like an anchor as he continues to fuck me.

“Now, Jessica, come for us right, fucking, now.”

My eyes roll into the back of my head as his hand comes around my throat and squeezes, cutting off my airflow, knowing it’s just enough to tip me over the edge.

I love all sides of Caleb, even when he’s edging me for what feels like days. Or when he’s so devoted in his pursuit to bringing both Noah and me pleasure, he’ll stave off his own, just like now, as I spiral into another intense orgasm, one that sends me into a reckless state of oblivion.

Gasping for air, I blink as his grip eases, and then he lets out a deep guttural moan before he shudders, sending aftershocks through me as he finds his own release, his hot cum filling me.

“Fucking perfection,” he grunts, jerking into me. Noah is still buried inside me, his own dick twitching, no doubt from feeling Caleb as he brushes my damp hair away from my flushed face.

Now, that was a blissful awakening.