3. Graham
Graham
My knees shake watching Callum lose his control all over our new little plaything. It’s been a while since the two of us have played with anyone outside of each other. But even when we did, I can’t remember a single experience as good as this one. And it’s not even over.
Elena slurps, bringing my attention back down to her. Beautiful icy blue eyes look up at me. Her pink lips are stretched around my thick cock. She’s making such a mess all over me. I wonder if she’s as grateful as I am that we both ended up here tonight.
Her fingers come up to fondle my balls. Shit, that feels good. They’re covered in her saliva.
Callum pants, barely keeping himself up over Elena.
He locks eyes with me. The green in them always has reminded me of a jade stone.
My favorite color. My other favorite color?
Glacier blue. The color of Elena’s eyes.
I wonder if that’s a sign or just a coincidence.
Either way, these aren’t thoughts I should be having about a girl I just met. No matter how devastatingly hot she is.
She’s a short woman, but she fits perfectly between me and Callum.
Right where she should be.
A zing hits the base of my spine. My chest is trembling as I feel my orgasm build. With every thought of Elena and Callum, it grows stronger. Collecting power like a dangerous storm.
I tighten my grip on her head. Using every bit of leverage to fuck her throat. Wildly. Rapidly. My caution and care to be gentle pushed aside for the sake of release. I thrust and thrust. Elena continues to massage my balls. Her moans resonate through me, giving me goosebumps.
The dam breaks loose. My orgasm rushes out of me like a surge of bats leaving a cave. I hold Elena’s head still. Squeezing her skull harder than I mean to as she swallows every drop of me down.
For a second, I’m pretty sure I can see God. My release is so strong that I feel changed by it. I slump back on my heels as my vision clears.
“Wow,” I pant out. “That was amazing.”
Elena is still on all fours between us. In our haste, we didn’t even get her tits out. I’m going to have to rectify that.
“I didn’t know it could be like this,” she replies.
“Like what?” Callum asks as he lies on the bed, pulling her body into his chest.
I lay on the other side and stroke my fingers down the length of her spine. My cock still standing tall. He rests against the curve of her ass. Propping myself up on my elbow, I kiss the crook of her neck.
She smells so good. Like apples and vanilla.
“I wasn’t aware men knew how to give orgasms,” she mumbles.
Callum cringes, and I laugh.
“Never happened before, huh?”
“Not with a guy. Much less two.”
Her eyes skate between me and Callum as if she can’t believe we are real.
“We’re happy to give it to you any time you need it, Elena,” I whisper.
She stills; her pulse kicks up under my lips. Callum meets my eyes. He feels it too. Something is off with her all of a sudden.
“Good to know.”
Her voice is tight as if she’s trying to talk around a rock. I don’t like it.
“You okay, baby?” I ask at the edge of her ear. “You seem tense.”
Elena doesn’t answer me. Instead, she wraps a hand around my neck and pulls me down to her lips. She kisses me like her life depends on it. I hear Callum gasp, inhaling a breath. She’s touching him too.
My cock jumps with the realization. All thoughts and questions leave my mind, wiped out. Replaced by the craving for Elena and Callum. I wrap my arms around her and roll us so I’m on my back.
Dark hair grazes my chest as she straddles me. I look up at her. She looks like everything I didn’t know I wanted, needed, until this very moment. Her pussy slides against my dick. Making obscene squelching sounds that only turn me on more.
I lift Elena up by her hips, positioning her right over my thick shaft. She gasps as I slide her down. Callum’s release helps me glide into her pussy easily. Her soft, warm walls squeeze me.
“Jesus.”
Elena makes me feel like a teenager. Young and horny, a boy who can’t control his nut. She just made me come with her mouth, and I already feel ready to blow again. This is not normal. But fuck if I don’t love it. I’ll fill up her sweet cunt as many times as she wants. For the rest of our lives.
Shit.
Forever?
Aside from Cal, I’ve never wanted to spend forever with someone. No one else has ever solicited these feelings out of me. Especially not a woman, until her. Now, I have visions of bringing her to our penthouse. I want to see her in Cal and me’s space. I want her stuff mixed with ours.
This has to be lust talking. Or the orgasms. Love at first sight doesn’t exist. Except that I know it does. I felt it three years ago when I met Cal.
Callum kneels behind our little bunny. Our eyes connect over her shoulder, and I feel it beneath my skin. He feels the same way. Cal wants to keep Elena as much as I do.
He trails a knuckle down my balls, just the way he knows I like. I shudder beneath Elena.
“I want to feel our cocks rub together inside her,” Callum speaks.
His voice is rough, cloaked with desire.
Elena squeaks. “What?”
I smile at her. “We’re taking you, sweetheart.”
In more ways than one, she just doesn’t know it yet. But she will.
“In the same hole,” Callum says, biting at her earlobe.
She moans, wetness leaking out of her. Callum spits on his hand before I feel him rub the girthy crown of his dick against her. She’s already tight. I can’t imagine how amazing she will feel with him inside her too. But I can’t wait to find out.
Elena’s jaw drops as Cal pushes forward. His rigid member strokes mine. He’s so damn hard I can feel all the ridges and bumps.
I lose my breath with him fully seated inside her. Her walls flutter around us, pressing our shafts further against each other. The pressure is exquisite. So good. My balls draw up. The sack scraping against Callum’s.
Two palms smack my chest. Her fingers tangle in my chest hair as she tries to keep herself stable.
“Ohmygod,” Elena babbles. “I’m so full.”
“Do you like it, bunny?”
She nods. Her mouth still hanging open in pleasure. Gripping her hips, I piston up into her body. The friction between Callum and me is electric.
Callum’s hand leaves Elena’s shoulder and lands on my thigh. His thumb rubs circles over my muscle. I can feel his love for me with every touch.
It pushes me further to the edge. He moves with me. Our balls slapping together with each thrust.
The beauty between us is incoherent. I can’t understand the words coming out of her mouth. I’m not even sure I understand the language.
Callum wraps her hair around his fist and pulls her head back. He leans down to kiss her. Giving me a perfect view of her tits bouncing. It’s all too much.
My orgasm builds. It’s almost painful as it starts like little bricks in my toes. Growing until it’s a skyscraper. But I have to stave off. I can’t come. Not until Elena does.
Pinching her pink clit, her body seizes. The orgasm hitting her like a tidal wave. She comes, screaming into Callum’s mouth. Her release soaking me and herself.
It’s all I need to drown in the blissful waves of my orgasm. My entire body trembles. I come so hard I feel it vibrating through my teeth. Somewhere in the distance, I hear Callum groan before a flood of warmth coats me.
The three of us fall together on the bed in a mess of tangled limbs, panting. My heart pounds against my chest, like a debt collector to a door. This was the best night of my life, and I don’t want it to end.
Just the thought opens a cavern in my soul. This is insane. But I don’t want to fight it. I never fight my feelings. Time taught me to trust them. Sometimes it’s been the only thing in the world I can trust.
Elena’s head lobs to the side, her breathing evening out as she falls asleep. Something about it makes me feel privileged. Lucky, even. She trusts enough to fall asleep.
When we first walked in, I thought she was going to bolt. She looked as terrified as the bunnies my grandparents used to raise. Unlike them, though, fear looks gorgeous on her.
I push her hair off her face, stopping to cup her cheek. She looks so peaceful when she’s sleeping. It makes me want to take her again. But we haven’t had that talk. Yet.
Callum places a hand over mine. His green eyes are filled with love as he looks from Elena to me.
“I want to keep her.”
“Cal,” I scold. “She’s a human, not a pet.”
“I’m serious, Graham. She’s mine.”
“Ours.”
A smile brightens his face. “You feel the same thing I do.”
I nod. “Since the moment I laid eyes on her. Just like it was with you.”
“Fate.”
Whatever the reason for our meeting, I’m grateful. We just have to hope she feels the same.
“We don’t know how she feels,” I remind him. “She may not want this.”
“That won’t happen.”
He sounds so sure. I wish I could feel that confident. But with how timid our little bunny is, I think we’re going to have our work cut out for us.
“We need to speak to her in the morning,” Callum says, yawning.
Out of all the times, he and I have shared a woman, we’ve never slept with one between us. Just another thing Elena has changed. We’ve known her for three hours, and I feel as if she’s changed my entire world.
And I never want it to go back to the way it was.