Chapter 7
SEVEN
ASPEN
With Ryder’s toned abdomen underneath my back, paired with Lucas’s calloused hands rubbing up and down the sides of my abdomen in comforting strokes, and the fading orgasm that still had my brain fuzzy…I didn’t know how I was going to survive these men.
I still didn’t even know how I had gotten myself in the placement I was in. Although, I was easily at the point where questioning it felt wrong. Almost.
I wanted it.
My eyes moved with Lucas as he stood up from the bed and slowly unbuckled his belt, taking it out loop by loop, and began undressing entirely. I raked my gaze over him, absorbing every defined piece of muscle that sculpted his body, regardless of the man I loved being directly behind me.
His tanned complexion and tattooed skin added to his confident swagger.
Staring up at him with my legs still spread made me feel vulnerable, and yet, my tummy clenched in need. My head felt as though there were fireworks going off.
God, I wanted it. I wanted him.
I couldn’t deny how badly need filled me from both of them.
Ryder already satisfied every single urge I had ever had, but with the both of them…it was euphoric to a sense I didn’t even know was possible.
I blinked as I watched Lucas step out of his boxers, and I could have sworn that drool filled my mouth at the sight of his cock.
He was big.
He may have been the biggest man I had ever thought about taking.
“What’re you thinking about, Mamas?” he asked. My legs nearly shook again, just from the nickname alone, as I watched him wrap one of his fists around the base of his cock. His head leaned back slightly, watching me as I watched him.
“There’s no way that’s going to fit inside of me,” I answered in complete honesty.
Ryder’s chuckle sent sparks up my back. Fuck, I had missed him. “We’ll make it fit, angel. Don’t you worry.”
I stuttered, looking up at him. “You—what?”
Lucas chuckled next and my eyes flew to him, right in time to see him spit down on his dick and move his fist up and down, flicking his wrist to spread the wetness across his entire length. Between the spit on his length and the precum that rested against the tip of him, I was aching for it, even if I had my doubts.
Ryder continued, moving his hands down to my legs. I gasped as he forcefully spread them again, after I had closed them without meaning to, holding me open and exposed. “I said, we’ll make it fucking fit. You can take it, can’t you? You’re such a good girl. Good girls know how to take real dicks.”
Oh…my God.
Him praising me should have been illegal. It undid so many of my restraints.
Lucas walked forward, still moving his wrist along his length. “Yeah, baby ,” he said, exaggerating the pet name. “You want to be a good girl for him and a naughty, greedy little thing for me? Don’t you?”
My thoughts completely disappeared as I nodded my head.
The blush on my cheeks and body was never going to go away at this point.
A gasp left my lips as Ryder let go of one of my legs and smacked my face lightly. It wasn’t enough to hurt—hardly enough to sting—but it immediately got my attention.
He had never done anything like that before.
Why did I like it?
“Good girls use their fucking words, baby girl.”
My face scrunched in a whimper as I whined to Lucas, “I want you.”
The grin on his face was downright evil as he climbed back on the bed, the ministrations on himself forgotten. He crawled up to both Ryder and I, on his knees, as he rubbed the tip of his dick along my slit. I watched with Ryder as my wetness coated him, and every time he hit my overstimulated clit, I nearly wanted to scream. “I know you do, sweetheart. Come here. Let me fill you up with my cum. Let me breed this sweet pussy, just for us.”
I nodded enthusiastically. The size of him, as he kept nudging my clit with his tip, was long forgotten. I just wanted to be filled with him. I wanted Ryder to own my heart, yes—but I wanted Lucas to own my body at the moment, even if I knew he would earn my heart, too.
Lucas found my gaze with his, heated and controlling. “You want this?” he asked one more time, his voice nothing but serious.
“I do.” God, I did.
He turned his gaze behind me to Ryder. “And you. You want this?”
Ryder moved his empty hand to tug on the end of my hair. “We want this.”
Without another word, Lucas slipped into me in one languid motion. My mouth parted in a shocking moan at being filled so deep and wide. Ryder moaned right along with me as he watched Lucas stretch me—especially as the force of Lucas entering me pushed me right into Ryder and his own erection.
I couldn’t even attempt to silence my moans. “Oh my God. Fuck! You’re so fucking big. Holy shit.”
“Aw, fuck, Mamas,” Lucas moaned, teeth nearly barred as he held himself back. “God, you feel so good wrapped around me. Me estás tomando muy bien.”
“Yeah?” I moaned deliriously. God, what I would do to have them both praising me forever. My stiletto nails dug into Ryder’s legs as he kept pushing into me and I could have sworn that his chest rumbled with the pain and pleasure of it all.
Fuck, I thought. He needs to get off, too.
“Ryder, baby,” I moaned, my words broken up into pants and moans as Lucas never stopped fucking me. “You need to take your uniform off. I want to please you, too.”
Lucas cut him off before he could answer, though, moving one of his hands up to wrap around my throat, exactly as Ryder had done previously. “Oh, sweetheart. This isn’t about him. Neither of you are moving a fucking inch until my cum is in your womb. Breeding you. Giving you all of my fucking babies. Understand me?”
I felt my pussy clench with his words and he groaned in response, getting rougher. His strokes became deliberate, nearly fucking me from base to tip over and over again. Each thrust pushed me right back into Ryder. He was fucking us both, essentially—claiming us both—in that position, and I loved every single second of it.
“Yes, Daddy!” I moaned.
He shuddered at the name as he paused his ministrations, breathing deeply, and leaned forward to kiss me. I didn’t have much of a choice, as his hand around my throat dominated every thought and plausible action I had, but I welcomed it all the same. His length, still hard as a rock, stayed inside me. I couldn’t help but wrap my legs around him in this new position, forcing him even deeper inside of me. We both groaned, knowing his entire length was bottomed out inside me.
“God,” Ryder groaned, realizing it, too. “So fucking greedy.”
The giggle that escaped me was pure delirium.
“Say it again, sweetheart,” Lucas muttered as he pulled away from me. He repositioned my legs, taking them from around his waist and placing them on his shoulders. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he stroked himself in and out, slowly.
“Daddy,” I moaned. It suited him.
“Fuck me,” Ryder groaned. “God, this is so hot. You look so good taking his dick, baby. Better than I could have ever imagined.”
I withered in need with the praises.
God, I already wanted to come again.
I said just as much, taking ownership of the greed they said I carried so well. “I want to come again. Please. Please let me come. I’ll be your good girl. Let me milk the cum out of you, Daddy.” I had never called anyone that name before—Ryder included, and I think they both liked it more than they preluded.
And I was desperate to feel good again.
Lucas grinned at Ryder. “What do you say? Think I should breed her little cunt? Do you think she’s earned her first orgasm on my dick tonight?”
Ryder hummed and I prayed that he would let me finish. I was ready to beg if I had to. I needed it more than I needed to breathe. Especially as Lucas started fucking me again, forcing my eyes to roll in the back of my skull. He was rough in bed—bigger and just slightly rougher than Ryder—and it was amazing.
Right as I was beginning to beg again, just as my hips started lifting to meet Lucas’s thrusts, ready to come regardless of my Marine’s answer, Ryder pulled my hair and forced me to look up at him.
“How badly do you want it, baby?”
“So bad. I need it so bad, Ryder. Please.”
“Mmm, that’s my good girl,” he said to me before turning back to Lucas. “Go on. Breed our fucking girl. Fill her up. Give us a baby. I’ll rub her clit so she can fucking milk it out of you.”
“Fuck yes!” I screamed.
“Oh my God,” Lucas and I both moaned simultaneously.
Ryder did exactly as he promised, moving his hand down and rubbing my clit in furious circles as Lucas pounded into me harder than before. His dog tag dangled in front of my face, swinging lightly with each thrust he delivered. I could do absolutely nothing but take the abuse from both of them and moan over and over again.
And I loved it.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” I moaned as I felt my orgasm coming back, hard and fast. They both were moaning right along with me. My body was overstimulated to new heights—more so than I even thought was possible, and I felt like a bowstring ready to snap.
“C’mon, Mamas,” Lucas groaned. “I’m right fucking there. Give it to me. Be a good girl and milk this fucking dick.”
His words, once again, sent me over the edge and I could do absolutely nothing but scream as my orgasm ricocheted through me. Between Ryder’s hand on my clit and Lucas’s cock stretching me more than I had ever been stretched in my life, I felt fireworks crawling over my skin. My toes curled from the strength of it.
I felt more alive than I ever had in my entire life.
My orgasm did exactly what we wanted, too, as Lucas began to shudder and grunt louder. He was just as vocal as both Ryder and myself, groaning and babbling nonsense as he fell over the edge.
Finally, with one last stroke, he stilled, and Ryder moaned as he watched Lucas’ dick pulse right inside of me, filling me with all of his cum. I looked down, too, eager to watch myself take it all.
I wanted to make them proud.
After a few more moments of us all panting, moaning, and Lucas’ dick twitching—he all but collapsed on the both of us, with his six-foot-plus frame and weight nearly smothering me.
The weight of him on top of me, paired with the warmth of Ryder behind me, was even more fulfilling than any sex they could both offer me. My stiletto nails clawed at his back as I took the crushing weight against me.
I could die here and be happy. Right between the two men I called family.
Sense took hold of Lucas; he pushed himself back up, though somehow managed to still stay inside of me. “Are you both okay?”
I didn’t have a single answer for him. I was euphoric, spent, and tired.
I gave him a shaky thumbs up.
Ryder, on the other hand, had a tilt in his voice that I knew like the back of my hand. I groaned in a mixture of need and acknowledgement that I was most definitely going to be sore tomorrow morning. “I’m good. I think our girl can take one more though, yeah?”
Lucas raised an eyebrow as he stared at him, ignoring my whimpers entirely. Ryder’s words were enough for me to feel him getting hard again, right inside me. “Oh, can she?”
“Definitely. I know my girl. Our girl. And she has a fantasy that she’s never been able to live out, until now.”
My eyes widened as I moved my gaze between the both of them.
“Enlighten me.”
“Flip her over. Breed her pussy one more time. I’m taking that pretty, red mouth. Let’s make her as brainless as possible. It is Christmas, after all. Right, baby?”
It was then, I decided…I was in way over my head.