34. ANASTASIA
Chapter thirty-four
I t was astonishing to think that these two guys, who had been so close to tearing each other apart earlier, were now teaming up to provide me with unimaginable pleasure—the kind I’d never dared to dream of. As Conan carried me up the stairs, I could only wonder what they had in store for me.
“Which way?” he asked when we reached the top.
Lucian, who had been here before, caught up to us and headed to the right. He walked straight to my king-size bed and ripped off his shirt without hesitation while toeing off his shoes. Conan continued to cradle me in his arms as we watched Lucian uninhibitedly shove his trousers off and roll onto the bed with his head facing up at the bottom edge. He was handsome and so well-endowed, but there was something about the power and charisma that Conan exuded that held me captive. I wanted to prove to him I was a lover willing to meet his needs no matter where they led.
Lucian’s brows bounced, and he smirked at Conan as if they were sharing a secret message. The sight of him sprawled out on my bed, ready and waiting, sent a thrill through me. I tightened my arms around Conan’s neck and leaned in closer, reveling in his strong, solid presence.
Conan playfully nibbled my neck just behind my ear, making me squirm. When he pulled back, his expression grew serious.
He leaned his forehead against mine. “Angel, what do you think about getting fucked by two men at the same time?” His question hung in the air, charged with raw intensity. My pulse jumped. Could it be that bad? So far, what they had done was fabulous. I’d seen my share of porn and read enough romance books to know that women loved being with two men. But obviously, there was the potential for things to go wrong, or else Conan wouldn’t be so worried, which made me all the more nervous.
I hesitated, the idea both thrilling and intimidating. “As I said downstairs, I’ve never done it before, but the thought of doing it…with you and Lucian is a temptation I can’t resist,” I admitted.
Lucian chimed in, a smug grin on his face, “I took her v-card, but she would never let me pop her ass’s cherry.”
Conan’s brow furrowed, his eyes darkening with concern. “What do you think about trying to take two dicks at one time?” he asked bluntly. The thought of me experiencing any discomfort set off such an intense protectiveness about him.
At this point, I was about to jump and run, but the night had been amazing so far, and I wanted to give these two men something special to remember me by. And the impending wedding hung over me like a dark cloud, so I wanted to make the most of my remaining days.
The lump in my throat made it hard to speak. “Do I have to?” I managed, my nerves twisting inside me.
Conan shook his head, a dark chuckle escaping him. “Of course not. There are plenty of ways we can fuck you until you don’t remember your name,” he said, glancing down at Lucian, who lay there with a cocky grin on his face.
I forced myself to relax, trusting that neither of them would push me past my limits. At least, I hoped that was the case.
Lucian’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Hand her over, Conan. Let’s get her warmed back up.”
Conan carried me over to the bed, keeping his eyes on Lucian. As he started to position me over him, there was a fire in his gaze, a raw hunger that made my breath catch.
“Looks like we’re in for quite the adventure, Angel,” Conan murmured.
He turned me around so I faced the headboard, then lowered me over Lucian until my legs were straddling his head, my knees were pressing against his shoulders, and my pussy was hovering just above his face. Lucian helped position me, his hands rough but tender as they skimmed over my legs, sending shivers through me. Conan’s massive hand traveled from the base of my spine up between my shoulder blades, pushing me forward until my hands landed on either side of Lucian’s hips.
The sight of Lucian’s cock, so close and hard, made my mouth water. A surge of heat flared between my thighs, making me ache with anticipation.
Conan moved to the side of the bed, his gaze roaming over my body. “Fuck, you’re beautiful like this,” he said, his voice a rough growl. “Ass in the air and that hungry look in your eyes. ”
He reached over and trailed his fingers from the seam of my bottom to the nape of my neck, pulling my mouth to his for a quick kiss.
Fiery tingles shot from my lips to the apex of my thighs. Lucian’s hands gripped my hips, guiding me down, and the next thing I knew, his tongue was flicking against my clit. My gasp was met with Conan’s approving nod.
“Enjoying yourself, Angel?” he asked, his eyes locked on mine.
Biting my lip, I moaned in response, the sensation of Lucian’s mouth on me driving me wild. My hands trembled as I reached for Lucian’s cock. I wrapped my fingers around him and gave a firm stroke. Lucian groaned into me, his hips lifting slightly in encouragement.
Conan watched us with darkened eyes, his arousal evident against his jeans. “Take your time,” he instructed, his tone low and commanding. “We’ve got all night.”
“You like that he’s watching you,” Lucian said. “Now be a good girl and show him how fucking desperate you are for my dick,” he demanded against my folds.
I slid my tongue up, across the bulging veins of his shaft. Then I flicked it across his sensitive frenulum before leaning forward and taking the tip into my mouth, the pre-cum leaving a salty taste. Just then, Lucian’s thumb entered me as he nipped hard on my swollen nub with his teeth, causing me to throw my head back and gasp.
Conan growled, “God dammit, I need to get out of these fucking clothes.”
By the time I glanced over at him, he was already shirtless and working his jeans off. The sight of his powerful body made my pulse race. I couldn’t believe I was actually considering this—having two men I cared about fuck me at the same time. I’d never imagined this would turn me on so much, but here I was, practically shaking with eagerness.
A sigh slipped from my lips, and my whole body burned. I was on the edge of an orgasm from the mere thought of having both of them. Lucian noticed immediately. “Oi, what’s got you so worked up suddenly, love? Your walls just clenched so fucking tight around my thumb. What are you thinking about?” he asked, his voice vibrating against my clit.
Conan chuckled, stepping closer. “Don’t worry, Lucian. She’ll be showing us exactly what she’s thinking soon enough. Right, Angel?”
Before I could respond, Lucian hauled me tighter to his face, and his mouth went to work as if I were his ultimate feast. He devoured me, nipping at my clit and drawing it into his mouth with such intensity that my legs trembled. His tongue worked its magic on me, each movement precise and demanding.
“Mmm, fuck,” I moaned, one hand gripping the sheets while the other held his cock between my lips. His mouth was relentless as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge.
Conan came up behind me, his hands warm and firm on my hips. “That’s it, Angel,” he murmured. “Show us how good this feels, how much you want this. Come all over his mouth.”
I could barely think, lost in the pleasure Lucian was giving me. My moans turned into desperate cries, and I bucked against his mouth and hand, chasing the climax that was building so fast.
Conan’s hands moved up my sides, brushing my breasts and tweaking my nipples. The combination of their touches sent me spiraling. I let out a muffled cry around Lucian’s cock, my body convulsing with the force of my climax.
Lucian didn’t let up, his tongue and lips drawing out every last shudder of satisfaction from my body. Conan pressed his chest against my back and wrapped his arm around my middle, grounding me, keeping me from completely losing myself in the sensations.
His breath brushed against my ear as I came down from the high. “That’s my girl,” he whispered. “But we’re not nearly done yet.”
Lucian’s thumb slid out of me, and he moved his hands to my hip bones to help support my unsteady legs. “That’s right, we’re just getting started, Anastasia. Now it’s our turn.”
My breath hitched, the heat between us igniting all over again. This night was far from over. I was more than willing for them to do whatever they wanted with me.
I wanted to return the pleasure Lucian was giving me, so I stroked him firmly as I gently circled his crown with my teeth. When his cock jerked, a soft laugh escaped me. I was driving him just as crazy as he was making me.
Conan’s hands and fingers circled over my lower back and ass as Lucian’s tongue dove deep into my pussy once more, eliciting a whine from me. Conan slid his thumb between my cheeks, whispering, “I want to be the first to fuck this tight little ass of yours. But we’ll need to ensure you’re ready for it first.”
He dragged the tip of his cock around the curve of my ass and downward, sending jolts of anticipation through me. Lucian grabbed hold of my cheeks, pulling me closer to his mouth while Conan pressed hard on the center of my back, forcing me to arch even more.
As I moved my lips further down Lucian’s shaft, he inhaled sharply. At that, Conan drove himself inside my needy pussy, and I let out a loud groan against Lucian’s cock, making him jerk against my throat.
“Fuck, Angel, you’re so tight,” Conan grunted as he slowly began pumping his cock inside me. My walls gripped him, making it difficult for him to move. He caressed my back tenderly and whispered, “Relax, baby. ”
I listened, focusing on my breathing and letting my body loosen up. As I did, Conan’s pace gradually became more steady. “Good girl. That’s the way,” he praised me. “Even relaxed, you’re still so fucking tight. Thank God you’re dripping wet.”
Every thrust from Conan pushed me further down onto Lucian, until my mouth was filled with his hardness and it bounced against my throat. Lucian’s tongue made wet noises as he flicked and sucked, heightening my arousal. Conan gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he moved with a powerful rhythm. The boundaries between us seemed to blur as we explored one another’s bodies, driven by an insatiable hunger for connection.
Lucian’s hands moved to my breasts, squeezing and kneading them as I bobbed my head up and down while sucking his cock. Our groans of satisfaction, the noises of our mouths licking and sucking, and the smacking of flesh on flesh created a symphony of lust that filled the room.
I was desperate to hold off my impending orgasm, wanting to come with both of them. So I took Lucian’s dick into my throat, moving at a quicker pace. The curve of my throat started to catch against the ridge of his cock’s crown. One of Lucian’s hands slipped around to the back of my leg. “Ahh,” Conan hissed out, and I knew Lucian had to be rolling Conan’s balls in his hand by the sudden increase in tension inside me.
As soon as I realized what Lucian was doing, the first wave of my climax crashed through me, and I spiraled out of control. At the same moment, Lucian’s hips drew up, and he shoved his dick into my mouth to the hilt. Hot cum shot down my throat. I swallowed hard a couple of times, pulling back, panting, and desperate for air as Lucian dropped his hips down.
“Fuck, yes!” Conan roared as his climax burst through. He dropped one hand on the bed next to me, pulling my hips against him with the other. His release filled me, and we rode out the last waves of rapture together.
The room was filled with our ragged breaths, the scent of sex thick in the air. After a minute of recovery, Conan growled, pulled out of me, and stepped back. “Fuck, it’s sexy as hell watching my cum drip out of your pussy,” he said.
Lucian, never one to miss an opportunity, pulled me forward a little. He leaned in, catching Conan’s cum in his mouth, and then gave my folds a slow lick with the flat of his tongue.
“That’s the hottest move I’ve ever seen,” Conan admitted, his voice rough.
Lucian and I collapsed in a heap of tangled limbs, our bodies spent but deeply satisfied. This was a new level of intimacy, something I had never imagined but would never forget. I would file it away for future fantasies.
Lucian chuckled, then flipped me onto my side. The room spun as I tried to regain my senses, still swimming in orgasmic bliss. Conan walked over to my side of the bed, leaned one knee onto the mattress, dragged me up to rest against the pillows at the top, and slid into bed beside me. Lucian repositioned himself against the headboard on the other side.
Sandwiched between these two massive men, I couldn’t have felt more secure. My king-size bed, which usually seemed too big for one, now barely accommodated the three of us. Conan’s and Lucian’s muscular frames took up most of the space, their warmth and presence enveloping me completely. I relished being so close to them.
Conan’s fingers traced lazy patterns over my arm, his touch both gentle and possessive. “You’re incredible, Angel,” he murmured, eyes full of unspoken promises.
Lucian, always the playful one, leaned in and nipped at my ear. “Yeah, she is. And she’s ours all night. ”
The implication of his words hung in the air, full of possibility. My heart raced, but it wasn’t just from the physical sensuality. It was because of this connection we’d made, raw and untamed, and the realization that I was exactly where I wanted to be at this moment.
I giggled to myself. Lucian looked at me, curiosity lighting up his eyes. “What’s so funny?”
I glanced from him to Conan. “Never in a million years did I imagine having sex with two men at once,” I admitted, “especially not with two alpha types who wanted to tear each other apart just a few hours ago.”
Lucian grinned, resting his hand casually on my hip. “Life’s full of surprises, isn’t it?”
Conan shifted beside me. “What happens if the mafia finds out you’re not a virgin, especially the dude you’re supposed to marry?”
I rolled my eyes. “It’ll be too late. Knowing him, he wouldn’t notice. He’s probably only had sex with women he’s paid, if that. The guy is a total loser. Even if he did realize I wasn’t a virgin, he wouldn’t say anything to save face. He likes playing with spreadsheets all day more than he likes sex, I’m guessing.”
Conan’s eyes darkened. “You’re not marrying that guy.”
I waved my hand. “I don’t want to talk about it right now.”
Conan tilted his head, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. “You were lost in thought when you first started going down on Lucian. What were you thinking about?”
I growled softly, my cheeks heating up. “I was thinking about your question, about what it would be like to have two men’s dicks inside me at once.” I paused, embarrassed. “I can’t believe I just said that out loud. It was just some wild fantasy that popped into my mind. ”
“Really now?” Conan rose on his elbows slightly, looking over at Lucian. “What do you think, Lucian? Interested in helping our girl test her limits?”
Lucian chuckled. “The best sex is when you take your time and experiment with boundaries—no expectations, only not-so-clean fun.”
Conan turned to me, his eyes filled with amusement and heat. “Angel, do you have any toys or lube?”
Lucian grinned, leaning over to the bottom drawer of my nightstand. “I know the answer to that.” He started pulling out various vibrators and a tube of lube.
Mortified, I covered my face with my hands. “How did you know I had those?”
He shrugged, his smile widening. “I’m a snoop. I’ve known about them for a long time, but I didn’t bring it up because I figured you’d say something if you wanted to play with them. Besides, we hardly ever come to your place for sex. It’s usually in the office.” He laughed, his fingers toying with a sleek vibrator.
I just shook my head, the embarrassment fading. Lucian slid his hand up my thigh, a wicked grin on his face. “Let’s see what kind of fun we can have with these.”
“Well, what are we waiting for?” Conan said, rolling off the bed. “How about you get on all fours,” he instructed me, his tone leaving no room for hesitation.
I moved into position, sliding my shins along the cool sheets, and grabbed a pillow to hold under my chest. Conan set out the various toys on the bed, lining up the colorful, oddly shaped implements of pleasure like surgical tools, reminding me that he was a nurse.
“Do you believe that your men will take care of you? Do you trust us? ”
“I do,” I whispered, my voice steady despite the flutter of nerves in my stomach.
The vulnerability of being laid bare sent my pulse into overdrive. Being naked and on display, with my ass in the air, exposed me in a way that made me self-conscious. “I feel ridiculous,” I admitted, a shaky laugh escaping my lips.
Conan moved closer, running his hand down my spine in a soothing gesture. “Relax,” he said. “You look perfect. Let us show you how good this can be. Now, shut your eyes and focus on how your body responds—from your breathing to the tingles in your belly and the direct sensations from what we do to you.”
I took a long, deep breath, then let it out slowly, trying to center myself. “I trust you both completely,” I whispered. “I’m ready.”
Conan’s touch was reassuring, and Lucian’s presence on the other side affirmed that the only two men who’d ever given me sexual pleasure were solely focused on me tonight.
Conan glanced at the toys spread out and smirked. “These are pretty basic, Angel. Ever thought about spicing things up?”
I shot him a look. “I wouldn’t need toys if I had the right man.”
He chuckled. Leaning in, he bit me playfully on the ass. “Point taken.”
Lucian stretched out beside me, trailing his finger over my back and arm, gently nibbling on my shoulder. His hand slid up under me, fingers finding my clit, making me squirm.
Conan picked up the Air-Pulse Satisfyer and handed it to Lucian. “No lube needed for this one.”
Lucian switched it on and moved it down to my clit, fiddling with it. I laughed at the awkward positioning, but then he adjusted it to where it hit the right spot, and I gasped .
Conan watched with a satisfied grin. “All right, Angel,” he said, picking up the bullet vibrator and rubbing his thumb over the smooth surface. “This might be a bit big for your little asshole to start with, so I’ll use plenty of lube. Let me know if anything hurts in a bad way.”
I nodded, focusing on the softness of his fingers as he traced the curve of my ass cheeks. The cool lube made me shiver. Conan slid his fingers into my seam, brushing against my tight muscles. “Relax,” he reminded me.
Lucian pulled the Satisfyer away and began toying with my nipple while pulling my butt cheek aside to give Conan better access. As Conan’s fingers circled the tight ring, I took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. Lucian’s touches, combined with the anticipation, had me panting.
Conan’s finger pressed against my tight ring, and I willed myself to relax. Sliding under me, Lucian took my nipple into his mouth, and the combination of sensations drove me wild.
“Good girl,” Conan praised as he eased his finger in. “You love this, don’t you? Our dirty girl’s thinking about getting her ass fucked.”
“Tell us if it’s too much,” Lucian murmured against my skin.
I managed a nod, getting lost in the bliss. Conan added another finger, stretching me slowly. The pressure was intense, but the pleasure far outweighed any discomfort.
“Ready for more?” Conan asked.
“Yes,” I breathed, craving everything they had to give.
Conan’s fingers moved in a steady rhythm, opening me up while Lucian’s tongue flicked over my nipple, his other hand gripping my hip.
Conan’s other hand rested on my back, holding me in place. “You’re incredible, Angel. So tight, so perfect,” he said, sliding his fingers out.
“Just imagine your perfect pussy and tight hole wrapped around our cocks,” Lucian whispered, his breath tickling my skin. He positioned the Satisfyer against me, quickly finding the right spot.
I relaxed into their touches, knowing I was exactly where I was meant to be.
Conan bent down and kissed the middle of my lower back. “Focus on the toy,” he reminded me softly.
The cool point of the bullet pressed against my entrance. Conan nudged it in, pulled it out a little, then pushed deeper. “How are you doing?” he asked.
“Good, very good,” I mumbled, barely able to form words.
“I’m going to slide it in. Relax and press out a little,” Conan instructed. Lucian increased the speed of the Satisfyer. Electricity coiled within my core.
Slowly, Conan pushed the larger part of the bullet in, his fingers touching my outer ring. I was on the edge of my orgasm, loving this new dual sensation. This was naughty, wicked, and absolutely divine.
Then Conan clicked the bullet’s vibrator on. It was like rocket fuel, igniting a mind-bending orgasm. My thigh muscles tightened. My entire body pulsed. Conan and Lucian held me in place until every shudder and whimper was over.
Conan removed the bullet, and Lucian slid out from under me, allowing me to collapse on the bed.
Conan chuckled. “I see you enjoyed that. Maybe I’ll be able to pop that cherry tonight after all.”
I curled up on my side, savoring the afterglow of the best orgasm I’d ever had. Conan sat on the bed next to me, trailing his fingers down my side, along my waist and hip, then back up, drawing small circles over my belly. I glanced at Lucian, biting my lip, nervous about asking for both men to take me at the same time.
Lucian caught my wanton look and suggested, “How about we take this to the shower? I’d love to slide my cock inside your tight pussy surrounded by the hot steam.”
Conan groaned softly and kissed my shoulder. “Would you like to try taking both of us, Angel?” he asked.
“Mmm, that sounds divine,” I responded, my heart racing with excitement and a hint of nervousness.
Lucian smirked at Conan. “I’ll hold her, and then you can see what you can do about taking that tight little hole.” He scooped me up, turning me so I straddled his waist. I laughed, the sound echoing off the walls as he carried me to the bathroom. He nipped my neck hard enough to make me squeal.
Conan followed, grabbing the lube. He turned on the shower to heat it up and set the lube in the niche. He then found some large bath towels and laid them out beside the shower.
Lucian carried me in, laving kisses along my neck. Conan followed, dipping his head under the spray and scrubbing his hand over his freshly cut hair before turning and leaning his back against the wall. A smirk curved his lips as his chin dropped toward his shoulder. He crossed his arms, watching, waiting. The lust radiating off him told me he was enjoying watching every caress Lucian made and my reaction to him too. He was an incredible man to allow me this indulgence when I knew good and well he wanted me only to himself.
Lucian held me by my thighs and lifted me up, situating me so that his already rock-hard cock was pressing against my entrance. Then he slid in, inch by gloriously thick inch, allowing me a moment to adjust to his size. My breath hitched at the fullness. With the spray of the warm water falling in rivulets down my skin, I began losing myself in the sheer ecstasy. I draped my arms over Lucian’s neck and melted into his chest. His heart hammered under my breast.
Conan grinned, his eyes gleaming with hunger. “Ready to pop that tight little ass’s cherry?” he teased as he lubed up his dick. “The lube and steam will make me very slippery. You’re gonna love how it feels.”
Conan watched as Lucian started to pump inside me, his thrusts slow and deliberate. I slowly nodded to Conan and turned to Lucian, pulling his lips to mine and giving him a demanding kiss. I wanted to be lost in the ministrations of his mouth when Conan took charge of what was to come.
Conan’s voice was husky with arousal. “I’m super fucking hard just thinking about this, Angel.”
A tremble ran through me. Lucian pulled back slightly, despite my protests, and locked his eyes onto mine. “Eyes on me, Angel.” He paused. “Remember, it’s okay to stop at any point.” Hearing the name Conan used for me fall from Lucian’s lips stole my breath away. God, how I loved that term of endearment.
Positioning himself behind me, Conan wrapped his arm around my waist and slid his hand between us, down my belly and to my folds that were being stretched wide by Lucian. His fingers rimmed Lucians dick as his palm brushed across my clit, making us both groan. He moved his fingers and began stroking my clit, sending jolts of electricity through my body as he began to push his cock inside my tight hole. The initial pressure made me tighten instinctively.
“You’ve got to relax, Angel,” Conan instructed. “Push out a little, just like with the bullet. If you can’t, I won’t enter you.”
I wanted to give this to Conan, to show him how much I appreciated his acceptance of my flaws and his willingness to share me with Lucian. Taking a deep breath, I tried to relax, to push out as he suggested. Lucian stood still, holding his breath in silent anticipation. “Keep those eyes on me,” he brusquely demanded. “I want to connect with everything you feel through those silvery blue pools.”
Conan’s fingers were gentle but insistent, stroking me, coaxing my body to respond. Gradually, I began to relax, allowing him to push a little deeper. The sensation was intense, a mix of pain and pleasure that made my bottom lip tremble.
“That’s it, Angel,” Conan murmured. “You’re doing so good.”
Lucian’s eyes never left mine. “You’re incredible, Angel. So fucking tight. I feel Conan through your wall.”
As Conan pushed further inside me, my heart hammered in excitement. Being filled in both holes was intoxicating, unlike anything I’d ever dreamed. My body shuddered, a moan escaping my lips as the decadence built to an unbearable peak.
“Fuck, you’re amazing,” Conan groaned, his hands gripping my hips.
My breathing started coming in short, panicky gasps, and Lucian responded by kissing me hard. Desperate for a distraction from the overwhelming burning and stretching, but not wanting to give up or break this moment, I entwined my fingers in Lucian’s hair and pulled him closer to me. His kiss was unrelenting as his tongue explored my mouth. What Lucian and Conan were doing was mind-blowing. Every nerve in my body was lit up.
“Just let go, Angel, and embrace the stretch,” Lucian whispered against my lips. “We’ve got you.”
And with that, I surrendered completely, giving myself to the two men who held me transfixed.
As Lucian took my mouth, I forced myself to fully relax. I let my mind drift to how good it had felt when the bullet entered me. Conan praised, “Now that’s my good girl.” Then he pulled out partway, added more lube, and finally pushed inside me, all the way to the hilt. A whimper escaped me, followed by a whining sound I didn’t recognize.
My head fell back against Conan’s chest, and I gasped for breath. “Oh my God, this is…this is so much.”
Lucian started to pump in and out of me while Conan held still.
“I’m going to stay still while you adjust to my size,” Conan whispered, keeping his hands steady on my hips. “Focus on Lucian’s dick rocking in and out of you, sweet girl.”
The fullness from both of them was intense, almost overpowering. Lucian’s thrusts were steady, his eyes never leaving mine. Each movement sent waves of pleasure through me, making it hard to concentrate on anything else.
Lucian groaned, his fingers digging into my thighs as he increased his pace slightly.
“That’s it,” Conan whispered, once again sliding a hand between me and Lucian and swirling his finger over my clit. “You’re taking us so well.”
I tried to focus on Lucian’s rhythm, letting his movements guide me.
Lucian’s thrusts grew more urgent. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
“Let go, Angel. We’ve got you,” Conan grunted.
Their combined efforts drove me toward my climax. My body tensed, a moan escaping my lips as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak. Lucian’s thrusts grew erratic as he chased his own release.
“Come for us, Angel,” Conan urged, his fingers working my clit with expert precision as his hips began to rock and his shaft pumped within me.
The coiled electricity in my belly spread through my body, and my cries echoed off the shower walls. Conan, sensing how close I was, matched his rhythm to Lucian’s, both of them thrusting in and out of me feverishly.
Conan growled and bit down on my shoulder.
Lucian groaned. “Man, I’ve never experienced anything this good before. Her tight heat is so fucking delicious, and I can feel your dick stroking against mine.”
The burning fullness was too much. Tears ran down my cheeks, but I refused to tell them to stop. The exquisite pain blended with my longing to please them, making it impossible to deny them—or myself.
Suddenly, my orgasm crashed over me, and stars flashed behind my lids as my inner muscles clenched and my thighs squeezed, setting off both Conan’s and Lucian’s releases. The force of their orgasms made me worry they might tear me apart or drop me, but they held me securely, pounding into me in perfect sync as we rode out our climaxes together.
And then all was quiet. We stood there, breathing raggedly, while the water sprayed down onto our spent bodies. Conan rested his forehead on my back while Lucian pressed his forehead against mine. Bit by bit, our breathing returned to normal. Conan pulled out first, and then Lucian withdrew, still holding me in his hands. A sudden sadness hit me at the loss of the physical connection to them. I wrapped my arms around Lucian’s neck, burying my face in his neck.
He sat down on the bench, keeping me in his lap. Together, the guys carefully and gently began to wash every crook and crevice of my body. Lost in the euphoria, I remained quiet and smiled softly as I watched them tenderly take care of me.
Conan turned off the shower and handed Lucian a towel while grabbing another for himself. Together, they took their time drying me, their hands moving over my skin with loving care. Once they were done, they dried themselves off quickly .
Conan scooped me up in his strong arms and carried me to the bed, laying me down gently and stamping a kiss on my forehead. I didn’t even care about my damp hair. Lucian slid in on one side, and Conan joined us on the other.
“How are you feeling, my sweet Angel?” Conan asked, pulling my back against his chest and draping his arm around my waist.
“I don’t really have words for it. But good…very good,” I whispered, snuggling deeper into him.
Lucian chuckled softly as he turned to face me, brushing a strand of hair from my forehead. “Guess we did our job right then.”
Their bodies were solid and comfortable. I smiled, a wave of contentment washing over me. Being snuggled here between them made me feel special—loved in a way I hadn’t realized I craved. Conan and Lucian were like a protective barrier against the world.
Within minutes, the night’s exhaustion took over, and I drifted off to sleep, secure in the warmth of their embrace.