Chapter 26
Ifeel on top of the fucking world, walking upstairs with Asher after talking with our father. I don’t know how Ciri did it, but it’s like she hit the reset button on his entire personality, reverting him to the dad we know and love.
He sat us down in his office, the space where the stained-glass window was, now taped off in preparation for the new installment, one that will feature our dad, mom, Asher, and me.
Then he told me that I’m free from our previous arrangement.
After that, I think I blacked out for a second before coming to.
I assured him that I still want to take over the family businesses, and he told me he’s happy to do that … after I’ve retired from the pro league, however long I want to stay. He gave me the gift of choosing when I’m ready to hang up the skates for the last time.
Tears damn near ripped themselves from my eyes at his offer, more emotion pouring out of me than I was ready for. I think, deep down, I always wanted to play pro for more than two years, especially knowing that I’m only going to sign with a team my brother is on.
I’m not wavering on that. Thankfully, being one of the best defensemen in the NCAA and Asher being one of the top forwards, we have some room to argue in our professional contracts.
On top of getting to spend more time on the ice, I can focus on my other hobbies too, like my love for art, both creating mediocre digital ones and admiring true masterpieces.
But for now I just want to celebrate with our girl.
When we enter the wing, it is quiet—eerily quiet.
“Hello?” I call out.
“In here!” Ciri calls back from my bedroom, which we quickly approach.
When I round the corner, my eyes nearly bulge out of my head at the vision that is Ciri lying on my bed, damn near naked.
“Hello.” Asher whistles, shoving me aside to walk in before me.
“Dick.” I laugh, walking in behind him and shutting my door. “Were you warm?” I tease her, glancing at her clothes tossed on the floor.
“Burning up.” She smirks, propping herself up onto her elbows, her legs crossed at her ankles.
“Oh no,” Asher coos, crawling up the bed and lying at her side, immediately kissing her forehead. “What are we going to do with you?”
Bending her legs at her knees, she parts them, her eyes locked directly with mine, and my dick twitches in my sweats. “I have a few ideas.”
“Oh, really?” I cup myself through my pants, adjusting my fast-growing erection. “Tell us, and it’s yours.”
She wets her lips, her confidence wavering ever so slightly. “I want both of you.”
“You already have us.” Asher kisses her temple, his fingers dancing across her bare stomach.
“That’s not what she means.” I smirk. “Is it, Princess?”
Asher runs the tip of his tongue up the length of her neck, and her eyes roll back as she shakes her head slowly.
“No.”
Dropping my knee onto the bed, followed by the other, I crawl up her body, placing kisses along the way. On her shin. On the inside of her knee. Top of her thigh. Curve of her hip.
Positioning myself between her legs, I palm her thighs and push her legs up, opening her up completely. With the tip of my finger, I slide it between her legs, along the thin material of her panties, until I find that tight hole that we haven’t had the pleasure of stretching out.
Back and forth, I massage her, and she nods before I even say a word.
“She wants us to take her ass too. She wants both of us … at the same time. Don’t you, baby?”
“Y-yes,” she stutters breathlessly.
And Asher groans, “Fuck, Ciri. Who knew you’d be such a dirty girl?” He slides his thumb into her mouth, and she sucks hard. “Mmm.”
His lips find her ear, and he darkly declares, “We’re going to fill every inch of you. Is that what you want? Hmm? Our cocks buried deep inside, claiming you all at once?”
Trailing his hand down her stomach, he circles her clit, massaging her as I work her backside, slipping beneath her panties. She nods, her fingers fisting the blanket at her sides.
Dropping down between her legs, I don’t bother to peel her underwear off, yanking it to the side before I bury my face in her pussy, being sure to lift her ass and run my tongue between both of her delicious holes.
Soon enough, her breathing accelerates from the pace of my tongue, and she falls apart as I sink two fingers inside her tight center. She moans, her back arching as Asher frees her tits, sucking feverishly on her nipple.
I don’t know if she’s going to be able to take us at the same time, but I’ll do my best to get her ready. Two fingers become three, stretching her out and making her come once more. I give her pussy a break, turning to focus on her ass.
I circle the entry with my coated fingers. “Are you sure you want to try this right now, baby? There is no rush.”
She sits up and meets my eyes, hers hooded and lust-blown. “Please.”
Gently, I ease the tip of my finger into her ass, carefully slow and tender, letting her adjust to each knuckle before continuing. She’s relaxed, taking it so fucking good as I ease another finger inside, once again letting her take her time before I move.
My tongue finds her center, helping her relax more and more. Eventually, as her breathing quickens, I move my fingers in and out, creating a small rhythm that drives her insane.
She pushes on Asher’s shoulders, shoving him down to me.
“There you go, baby. Tell us what you want us to do. Use us,” Asher growls.
We give her a second to gather her thoughts, and I can see in her twinkling eyes the moment she decides to take control.
Sitting up, she slides off of the bed, and I turn to face her, my cock throbbing in my joggers as my legs hang off of the bed.
“Take your clothes off.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Asher grunts with a cocky smile, ripping his clothes from his body.
I follow suit, standing up and stripping to nothing.
Sauntering toward me, she looks up at me with darkened eyes, and she flattens her palms on my abs and pushes me back on the bed. I let her, falling back and bouncing slightly, my dick swaying in place as I scoot back, my head on the pillows.
She drops onto all fours on the bed, crawling to me with her hair thrown to one side.
God, she’s so fucking perfect.
Sticking her tongue out, she lowers her head and flattens it against my balls, running her slick tongue up my shaft to my tip, sucking it gently in her mouth.
My head rolls back, and I tuck an arm behind my head. “Fuuuck.”
A surprising whimper vibrates through my dick, and I open my eyes to find Asher’s face buried between her cheeks. She sucks me harder, her tongue making me see damn stars.
Reaching down, I run my fingers in her hair and tug slightly, forcing her eyes up to mine. “Come here.”
She pulls away from Asher, climbing the rest of the way up my body until her hot, soaking pussy is grinding against my cock.
I reach between us, and she lifts her hips.
I run my tip through her wetness, coating it with ease before lining myself up.
With her hands on my chest, she sinks down onto me, her center clenching around me as she stretches out, slowly adjusting to my thickness and length.
She moans deliriously as she wiggles her hips, flush against me.
“There you go.” I encourage her. “Now angle your hips back, lift a little, and go back down.”
She follows my instructions perfectly, rolling her hips back and grinding back down on me. “Keep going. Use me until you come.”
Again and again, she perfects the rhythm until she throws her head back, her mouth agape, and she cries out my name. I cup her face, pulling her toward me and stealing her kiss, my tongue instantly finding hers. She rocks against me as she kisses me deeper, her hands sinking into my hair.
Fuck, I could do this forever.
Her forehead rolls against mine, and she pulls her hand from my hair, stretching it out behind her and gesturing for Asher. He quickly takes her hand, positioning herself between my legs, directly behind her.
Nervously, she murmurs, “I don’t know if it’ll be good. I don’t know—”
“Hey.” Asher stops her ramble, his arm wrapping around her, and he grabs her jaw gently. Tipping her chin up so she has to look at him. “We’ll try it. If you don’t like it or you want us to stop at any fucking point, we stop. It’s that simple.”
She swallows and nods, and Asher releases her.
“Okay, I’m ready.”
I don’t know when he grabbed lube from my nightstand, nor do I fucking care at the moment. He coats himself thoroughly before nearing her.
I cup her face, my hands threading into her hair as I pull her down to me. “You’ve got to trust us fully, baby. And relax.”
Holding my stare, she nods, her lips brushing mine.
“Here we go, Princess, just the tip.” Asher groans, and a second later, her eyes widen.
I kick him with my heel, and he freezes while I check in with her.
“Doing okay? Give it a second and see how you feel.” I kiss the corners of her lips as her gaze relaxes.
“I’m okay. Keep going,” she pleads.
Sliding one of my hands between us, my fingers find her clit, massaging in slow circles as Asher sinks further into her ass. The deeper he goes, the tighter she feels.
“Holy fuck,” Asher groans. “I love you so fucking much.” He grunts. “Jesus Christ. Your ass is perfect. You’re perfect.”
“You hear that?” I cup her jaw, my tongue darting out and swiping against her lips. “You’re taking us so good.”
Wanting her to feel how heavenly this is, I roll my hips back ever so slightly, rocking upward into her.
“Oh God,” she whimpers, shutting her eyes. Her mouth arches with pleasure, and her back does the same. “It’s so, so, so much. But so good.”
I can feel Ash shift inside of her, and the sensations are fucking insane. I’ve never felt anything like his before, and I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to last.
“How is it, Princess? Having both of our cocks inside of you?” Asher growls into her ear.
Shifting my hands to her waist, I lift her slightly, and Asher helps with his hands on her hips. She’s suspended between us, levitating with our grasp.
Her moans are uncontrollable, breathy, and so hot. “Holy—oh God. So good. So fucking good.”
She’s a delirious mess as I thrust upward the same time Asher drives into her ass. Our pace is slow at first, picking up as she turns to Jell-O between us. And, holy hell, I can’t get enough.
I’m not going to last much longer, and as long as she comes once more, I don’t care. By the way she’s tightening around me, I know she’s nearly there.
“Oh, yeah, there you go. Let me feel that sweet pussy pulse.” My voice is deep and demanding as I fuck her harder, my balls starting to tighten as I fight my orgasm.
Asher picks up his pace, and she loses it, crying out and exploding around us.
“Oh my God. Oh my God.” She grinds out her words between her teeth as her entire body shakes.
The only things holding her up are us, her limbs completely spent.
Asher’s grunts quicken, turning breathy as he pulls out of her, “Fuuuck.”
I’m spiraling not a second later, lifting her up until I slide out of her. Asher holds her up in place as I fist my cock, my cum spurting up against her swollen center.
“Oh my God. Fuck, Ciri,” I groan as my eyes slam shut.
I pump every drop out of me until the pulsing waves finally slow, and I come out of my stupor.
Her cheeks are burning red when I open my eyes. Embarrassment lingers in her gaze.
“Hey,” I scoff, grabbing her waist. “You did so fucking good. Are you kidding me?”
“Was it, like … okay for both of you?” she nervously questions.
Asher lowers her hips, and she sits down on my abs while he moves around to the front of her, kneeling beside me. “That was the most magical thing I’ve ever experienced. It was better than perfect.”
A grin twitches on her lips. “Really?”
“Yes,” I answer for him. “You were incredible.” I lightly tickle her sides, and her smile breaks free. “But the important question … how was it for you? Are you feeling okay?”
She bites down on her bottom lip, a devious gleam shifting over her eyes. “Great. I-I feel great.”
Leaning up, I kiss her chest. “Good.”
“Now, how about a shower?” Asher asks, and for once in his life, he has a good idea.
Slowly, she nods and slides off of me and the bed. She strolls into my en suite, which thankfully has a massive-ass shower that will fit all three of us.
I walk into the bathroom behind her, gathering her hair together behind her shoulders. “Come here.”
She spins and looks up at me.
“It’s normal to feel incredibly vulnerable and raw, especially after what we just shared. But we’re right here, and we’ll be here, no matter what.”
“I know.” Leaning forward, she presses a kiss against my pec. “You guys are the best.”
Asher scoffs playfully as he starts the shower. “I know. You’re welcome.”
She giggles, and the sound is like music to my ears. “Come on.”
Taking my hand in hers, she pulls me toward the floor-to-ceiling glass shower, and the three of us disappear into the steam. And I don’t think there’s anywhere in the entire fucking world I would rather be.