Chapter 8
June
They kept communication open as they led me upstairs to my bedroom—Milo’s hand warm in mine, Xavier close behind.
Their voices rumbled softly as they checked in, careful with me like I was something precious.
Milo’s hands slid under my cardigan, knuckles skimming my skin, and then he was kissing me while Xavier’s lips found my neck.
My thoughts disappeared into the heat of being between them.
They traded off, each capturing my mouth in turn, murmuring words of praise for me as their hands roamed over my body. Milo was careful, asking permission, checking in, while Xavier remained quiet, following his friend’s lead.
They undressed me with more confidence this time, knowing already where I liked to be touched, how I responded.
My cardigan fell to the floor, followed by my tank top, my skirt, my plain cotton bra and panties.
I stood naked between them while they remained clothed, their eyes roaming over my body with open appreciation.
“So beautiful,” Milo said, backing me toward the bed until my knees hit the edge and I sat down. He knelt between my legs, looking up at me with a wicked smile on his lips. “Can I taste you, June?”
I nodded, suddenly breathless.
Milo looked past me to Xavier. “Help me.”
Nodding, Xavier kneeled on the bed next to me, skimming calloused hands down over my thighs and spreading me for Milo, asking me if the position was okay when I was clearly losing my goddamn mind.
I leaned back with a whimper as Milo planted kisses on my belly, trailing lower until his lips grazed my pussy.
Milo’s mouth was hot and insistent, his tongue finding my clit with unerring accuracy. Xavier’s lips found my neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin.
“Touch me.” Xavier pressed my palm to the hard length behind his fly. “I wouldn’t be this fucking hard if the sex was bad, June.”
My body jerked as Milo slipped a finger inside me, lapping eagerly at my clit, holding me pinned.
Xavier trailed kisses lower, wrapping his lips around my nipples and nipped gently. Milo hummed against my pussy, the vibration sending sparks of pleasure radiating through me.
“She’s close,” Xavier said.
Milo lifted his head, and I let out a cry of disappointment.
The men stood and shed their clothes, revealing themselves to me. They were so beautiful naked, so different yet complementary—Milo’s golden skin and broad-shouldered build, Xavier’s olive-toned body and sculpted form.
I kneeled on the bed, nude, staring up at them as they stepped closer, cocks bouncing in front of them. I wanted to reach for them, but wasn’t sure if I was supposed to.
“Condoms in the bedside table,” I said.
Milo grinned at me and reached for the drawer and opened it, finding my stash of lube and vibrators, with the new box of condoms I’d impulsively grabbed at the grocery store.
“Fuck, Junie, you like toys, don’t you? I want to play with these.”
He pulled out a vibrator, and Xavier’s eyes darkened, his expression turning wicked.
“How many times do you think you can come, June-bug?” Milo asked.
I whimpered. “I just want your cocks, please.”
“Soon,” Milo shook his head, tsking softly.
“But I want us to take our time. After all that anxiety about bad sex, you need to understand exactly how good it can be, sweet girl. Have you ever tried edging?” “No,” I whispered.
“Would you like to? Like Cate in book two?” Xavier asked.
“That intense anal scene, when she was splayed out for them, brought to the brink again and again.” I blushed, thinking about a scene from my books. “Okay.”
Xavier seemed to be following his lead, lifting a bottle of lube and a small butt plug I’d never had the courage to use. I watched his fingers trace the curve of the plug, his eyes meeting mine for just an instant, then darting away, well before it got too intense. “She even has a toy.”
I shook my head, my cheeks burning. ”I bought the plug after reading…” I trailed off. “I wanted to, but I was too nervous to try it alone.”
Milo’s eyes darkened. “Well, Xavier reads your books, sweet girl, so we know exactly how filthy your mind is. Filthy enough that you need more than just a little vanilla threesome, right X?”
Xavier cleared his throat, shifting his weight as his cock twitched. “Yeah.”
“Do you want us to show you what it’s like to be controlled? To be forced to beg for what you need?” Milo asked.
“Milo,” I whined, shifting on my knees as his dirty words made my inner walls flutter.
“Ask nicely, Junie. Ask me to edge you until your mind goes blank and your body turns into a bundle of raw nerves that can only be satisfied by being fucked until you’re boneless.”
I blinked. “Um. Yes, please. That. Um, whatever you said, I want it.”
Milo laughed and turned on the vibrator, the buzzing sound filling the room as he pressed it against my inner thigh, teasing me with proximity but not giving me what I needed.
“Can’t you just start with the boneless fucking thing?” I whined.
“Not yet,” Milo said. “I think you could use a little attention to make sure your overactive imagination doesn’t focus on anything but our cocks.”
They pushed me onto my back, spreading my legs wide. I reached for them desperately, my hands finding their cocks, stroking them both as I tried to pull them closer, feeling the silk of their skin and steel of their erections. “Please,” I whimpered. “I need you inside me. That’s the whole point.”
“So greedy,” Milo murmured, moving the vibrator closer to my clit but not quite touching it.
The vibrations teased me, promised me pleasure just out of reach.
“But after seeing your toy stash, I know exactly what you need. We’re going to take our time with you.
We’re going to make absolutely certain that all of your questions are answered before we leave. ”
“Xavier?” I whined, glancing up at him. He looked a little startled, like maybe he hadn’t expected Milo to take it this way.
“Don’t run to him when I already told you what we’re doing,” Milo said. “Can you be a good girl and let us make you scream?”
“I guess so.” I pouted, squirming to try and get the vibrator closer to where I needed it as he rolled it inches from my clit.
Xavier opened the lube, coating the small plug generously. “Relax for me, June-bug,” he said, his fingers circling my ass, massaging, preparing me. The pet name made something warm bloom in my chest even as my body trembled with need.
I stroked them both harder, my hands moving in rhythm, trying to use their pleasure as leverage. “Please,” I begged again. “You can fuck me anywhere, both of you, just please—”
Milo pressed the vibrator directly against my clit and I cried out, my hips bucking up off the bed as intense pleasure shot through me. But just as quickly, he pulled it away, leaving me gasping.
He dipped his lips close to my ear. “You okay, sweet girl? Not overstimulated?” I was very overstimulated, but not in a way that I hated.
“I’m very grumpy that you haven’t fucked me yet.
Does that count?” Milo laughed, kissing my inner thighs, blowing lightly against sensitive skin.
“We have to prep you, to make sure your body is ready to take both of us. Okay?” “I guess,” I huffed.
I felt the plug pressing against my ass, slick and insistent.
“Breathe, June. Let me in,” Xavier murmured.
I forced myself to relax, to breathe through the initial burn and stretch as he worked the toy inside me. The fullness was overwhelming, strange but not unpleasant, and when it finally seated fully, I gasped at the sensation.
“Fuck, babygirl, you’re doing so well for us, letting us play with your pretty body,” Milo breathed, his eyes dark as he watched. He reached for another toy from my drawer, a deliciously shaped vibrator, one of my favorites, and coated it with lube. “Ready for more?”
I nodded frantically, beyond words now, my entire body thrumming with need. Xavier’s hands held my thighs spread wide as Milo slowly pushed the second toy inside my pussy. The dual sensation of being filled in both places was almost too much, pleasure bordering on overwhelming.
“Look at you,” Milo said, his voice rough. “Taking both of them so well. Such a good girl for us. Do you still have questions about whether or not this is good.”
“N-No,” I whimpered. “It’s good.”
Milo turned on the second vibrator and I nearly screamed, my back arching as the vibrations traveled through me, amplified by the plug in my ass. They worked in tandem, Milo controlling the toy inside me while Xavier slowly fucked me with the plug, pulling it partway out before pushing it back in.
“Please,” I sobbed, my hands still desperately stroking their cocks. “Please let me come. Please fuck me. I need—I need—”
“What do you need?” Xavier asked, his voice dark and commanding. “Tell us, June. Use your words.”
“I need you inside me,” I gasped. “Both of you. Real cocks, not toys. Please, I’m so close, I need—”
Milo stopped the toys, and I cursed at him.
“She’s feisty,” Xavier murmured.
Milo leaned forward and nipped my neck. “Next time, maybe I’ll tie you down and work on you for hours.”
I whimpered, my body oversensitive but still craving more. My hands had stilled on their cocks and Xavier guided them back into motion.
“Keep touching us,” Milo commanded. “I want to feel your hands on me while we make you come apart.”
They edged me again and again, bringing me right to the brink before pulling back, denying me release. My thighs trembled, my body slick with sweat, and I was babbling incoherently now, begging and pleading and promising anything if they would just let me come, just fuck me properly.
“I think she’s ready,” Milo finally said, his voice strained. “I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”