Chapter 38

Chapter thirty-eight

Sawyer

“Breathe out and bear down,” Mercer instructs, circling the tight ring of muscle of my ass with two well-lubricated fingers. It’s not even a little surprising that when he stepped out of the shower for a moment, he returned with lube.

I focus on his heartbeat. On Noah’s chest hair. On the ragged breaths from all three of us.

Mercer’s been toying with me for several minutes, playing and stretching and prepping like a pro.

Still…

Noah is so big; I can’t help but worry—

“Stop overthinking.” Mercer nips at my neck. “Trust me to know when you’re ready.”

With a nod, I wordlessly relinquish control.

I clench around Noah, making him groan, and rest my cheek against his chest.

I want them both.

I need them both inside me. Now.

Mercer plunges three fingers in this time, the exquisite stretch testing my limits.

Noah wobbles. “Oh. Fuck.”

A giggle escapes me. I don’t think I’ve ever heard Noah use that word.

“There. Make her laugh again,” Mercer demands.

“How?” Noah demands. “She only laughs when I cuss or when my knees creak.”

I giggle again. He may not have meant to do it, but he earned the laugh anyway.

There’s a sharp, poignant burn as Mercer presses his cock into my ass, but the pressure quickly gives way to deeply satisfying fullness.

Planting my chin on Noah’s broad chest, I look up into his eyes, shrouded in safety and affection.

“Noah, I honestly l—”

He bends low, capturing my mouth in a kiss, saving me from uttering words I’m not sure any of us are prepared to give or receive.

Fullness overwhelms me as both men crowd closer and cocoon me between them. Noah keeps kissing me. Mercer uses one hand to keep my ass spread open, no doubt enjoying the view. Then he snakes his other hand between my body and Noah’s, finds my clit, and pinches.

“Please,” I beg against Noah’s lips. “Please move. Please do something.”

Noah grunts. “I’m with her.”

“Incredible, isn’t it?” Mercer goads. “Are you feeling needy, all filled up between us, Little Nuisance? Do you want me to fuck your ass or should we let Noah do the honor of massaging your cunt?”

“Both.” Head thrown back, I glare at him. “I said I wanted you both.”

He captures my mouth in a searing kiss, then pulls away just as quickly.

“And we’ve given you exactly what you want.” He slaps my clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through my core.

With his lips to my ear, he whispers, “We’re willing to give you everything, sweetheart. Let us be all you need.”

I nod, on the verge of delirium.

“Please, Merce.”

“Please,” Noah echoes.

Mercer straightens. “Hold her steady. If you move, make sure it’s not enough to slip out. I’m going to fuck her hard and fast, just how she needs it. She’s coming twice on our cocks, understood?”

With that, he pulls back, leaving me empty and desperate to be filled.

“One more thing,” he says, only allowing his tip to remain in my ass. “We don’t come until she does.”

Noah grunts an “obviously,” then Mercer fucks all the way back in.

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