Chapter 47 Avonna
forty-seven
Avonna
The Next Morning
Liam is between my legs.
His tongue is broad and warm, savoring every drop that spills out of me. He traces through my folds like he’s kissing something divine. Like my pussy is sacred, and he’ll gladly worship it until the day he dies.
Behind me, Linus shifts. He buries his face in my neck. “Look at her, Liam. She’s starvin’for your cock.”
He’s not wrong. I am.
Reaching for Liam’s hair, I tug gently, not to stop him. To bring his eyes to mine and ground us.
He looks up. Lips swollen, chin soaked, pupils blown wide with need.
“Come here, baby.” I beckon with my finger. “Now.”
Liam rises to his knees between my thighs, his cock flushed and straining. He positions himself, and I open for him. Eager and aching. He sinks into me with a contented sigh, angling deep. Once he’s fully seated, he stays still. Deep, unmoving. Eyes locked on mine.
“I never get tired of this,” he breathes.
“I need you.” I kiss him as his hips begin to move, cock stroking me inside while his pelvis brushes my clit. The rhythm is molten. Intimate. Each thrust pulls something deeper from me. I cling to him, nails dragging down his back, thighs trembling as I rock with him.
“Jesus.” Behind me, Linus lets out a soft growl. “You two are gonna fuckin’ kill me.”
I look back at him, over my shoulder. “Join us, baby.”
Liam doesn’t stop moving inside me, but his gaze shifts too, back to Linus. Something clicks. A new way for us to be joined.
We seamlessly make the adjustment together. I pull Liam in for another kiss, then lean back slightly, one hand still clutching his shoulder as I reach behind me to grip Linus’s cock.
Liam follows my lead. He kisses my throat, then leans forward so I can feed him Linus’s cock. I stroke his shaft while Liam tongues his balls, hot and hungry, and Linus gasps, his hands fisting in the couch cushions.
“You two—fuck—”
I wrap my lips around the head, and Liam moves to the base, his tongue dragging along the underside as he moans into Linus’s skin. The vibration sends a jolt through all of us.
All while Liam drives his cock inside me.
He’s deep enough to make my breath hitch. Every roll of his hips pushes heat deeper inside me. Liam’s tongue meets mine and we lewdly taste Linus together.
It’s so much. Too much. Never enough. We’re a single circuit. A closed loop of lust.
Linus’s howls grow louder, rougher. His hips cant and buck as we work in tandem, me swallowing the head, Liam dragging his tongue over his balls, sucking gently. “It feels too fuckin’ good. I’m gonna fuckin’ come.”
Liam’s hips stutter. “Your pussy is so tight around me. God, I’m not gonna last either—”
“Noooo,” I stutter. “Neither of you can come. Not yet. I want you both in me.”
“Avonna.” Liam stops moving. “You nearly passed out last night. You’re pregnant. Are you sure?”
“Yes. Help me ride you.” I slide my fingers up Liam’s chest.
Liam kisses me once. “Yes ma’am.”
Repositioning himself, he scoots back into the bed, careful to keep his cock from slipping free. I move with him, until my knees straddle his hips and I lean as far into him as possible.
Linus moves behind me. He grips my hips to guide and steady me.
“Avonna, let me in.” Linus exhales against my spine.
“Yes,” I beg. “Please.”
Liam grips my waist as Linus lines the head of his cock against my entrance. Underneath where Liam is still thick and pulsing inside me.
It’s impossible. Unreal.
Except, I’m so wet, so open, so ready I feel my body give. The pressure is staggering. They’ve both been inside me at the same time before. In my pussy and my ass. Many times.
Never like this.
Linus carefully eases in and my pussy yields around the impossible girth of two cocks frotting against each other inside me. I’m so full I sob, “Oh, fuck—”
Except, I’m not just being fucked.
I’m being taken from all sides.
Liam is steady beneath me, Linus is behind me, both of them groaning as they fill me together.
“Gahhhhhhhd,” Liam gasps. “I can feel you, against me. Like you’re fuckin’ me too.”
Linus kisses my shoulder, my spine, the back of my neck. “Aye. God, yes, squeeze both of us—fuck, baby.”
I can’t speak. All I can do is feel.
The pressure is unbearable. Beautiful.
They start to move. One thrusts deep while the other pulls back. Then they trade. Back and forth. Timed, deliberate. My body’s the axis. My pleasure the orbit.
Liam cups my breasts, thumbs flicking over my nipples. Linus kisses my neck, his hands stroking my belly, reaching down to circle my clit, steady and devastating.
I’m on fire. Tears burn behind my eyes. This time it’s not from being ignored. It’s from the rightness of the three of us. The completion.
It’s about being found.
“I can’t—” I sob, voice cracked. “I can’t live without either of you.”
“I want this forever, baby. I’m goin’ to shout it from the rooftops.” Liam presses his lips against mine.
Linus drapes over my back to clutch Liam’s shoulders. “You’re ours. You always were. We won’t ever make you feel invisible again.”
They thrust together and the jolt of gratification slams through me. Liam’s cock surges deeper, Linus’s length drags alongside. I feel them everywhere. My pussy is overwhelmed by fullness and friction and love.
My orgasm hits with no warning. A white-hot, all-consuming explosion, ripping through me as my body locks around them, muscles seizing. I scream. I sob. I feel every inch of them.
Liam grips my hips steady. Linus bites my shoulder, barely holding back.
I’m gone. Tears spill from my eyes as they hold me. Kiss my throat. Lick the sweat from my breasts. Murmur broken, reverent things into my skin as I ride out the quake.
“You’re a miracle.” Liam runs his hands along my thighs.
“You’re everything.” Linus’s hand splays across my belly.
This moment, with both of them inside me, is about me.
I believe them. This isn’t some make-up fuck to appease me.
They heard me. Respect me.
I feel divine.
We’re one body. One breath. One fire.
It’s time everyone knows it.