Chapter 23
Chapter Twenty-Three
JESSICA
I feel as though I am about to self-combust. There are so many sensations. It’s always this way with them, but they take me like this so utterly and completely. It’s as though I no longer exist on this plane, the three of us somewhere only we know.
“That’s it, little temptress, circle your clit,” Caleb demands, not that he needs to. I am happy to oblige. How can I not when they evoke such pleasure from me?
“Fuck.” Noah grunts. “You’re squeezing me so damn good.”
I groan. “That’s because you both fill me so damn good,” I reply with a gasp as the two of them continue an excruciating rhythm.
“You love it, don’t you?” Caleb asks. “The way your body is ours to fuck, to worship, to adore.”
“Yes,” I gasp as the two of them really begin to move, my entire body on the precipice of a powerful release. “I fucking love it. I love you.”
Caleb chuckles. “You love us more when we’re fucking you into oblivion, don’t you?”
I shake my head from side to side in a poor effort to deny his words, but when they take me like this, so raw and completely, I’d say anything while chasing that high that only they can give.
“You’re a naughty little liar,” he says, his mouth peppering kisses over my bare flesh and eliciting moans of pleasure from me. “Maybe we should stop,” he says.
He and Noah pause, causing me to whimper, and I move against them.
“Hmm, maybe we should let you do all the work, fuck us until you come around our cocks,” Noah says.
Caleb’s hand slides up and down my spine.“Now that sounds like a great idea,” he replies.
“Do you think it would take her long to get herself off?” Noah asks, looking over my shoulder.
God, the way these men are both discussing me like I’m not currently impaled on their cocks only turns me on even more. How the fuck they do it, I have no idea.
“No, not long at all if the way she’s currently strangling our cocks is anything to go by,” Caleb replies.
It spurs me on as I slowly move. They’ve both relinquished control, allowing me to take what I need, and it has me moving with abandon.
They coax me with words of praise as their hands continue to roam over my body.
I feel a tug on the chain attached to the nipple clamps, which intensifies the sensations in my nipples.
Moaning, I arch my back, causing my guys to hit into me deeper.
“Oh, fuck.”
I’m a panting mess now, anticipating what’s coming next, but having no idea when it will come. These men know my body better than I do when it comes to pulling pleasure from me, even when I’m the one moving against their cocks.
Tears of pleasure coat my cheeks, so overwhelming.
Lips caress my skin, only amplifying my already frayed nerves, and I feel it in my very being.
“So close, fuck, so close.” My voice cracks on the final word. An unintelligible sob escapes me as I bear down—a deep pull I know all too well. It’s the sensation that comes when I’m about to lose myself completely.
I’m a whimpering mess, the deep pull in my lower abdomen is almost unbearable. And then they thrust at the exact same moment the nipple clamps are released, and I cry out in rapturous bliss as I come—hard—drenching them in my release.
And then I’m at their mercy as they let go, fucking me hard and taking what they need.
We’re a symphony of grunts, groans, and whimpers. I’m so over-sensitive that I’m barely hanging on. I need them to come.
“It’s too much,” I say on a soft sob.
“Shhh, sweet girl, you’re doing amazing,” Noah says. “Now come for us.”
That’s all it takes for me to detonate, my orgasm so powerful I actually black out. When I come to, it’s to the sound of them simultaneously coming, both filling me with their cum.
I feel like I’m floating as I try to come back to myself. Caleb’s voice bringing me to the present.
“I would love to see one of us fuck a baby into you. You take our cum so fucking well,” he says, his voice thick with desire.
His words hit the mark because, with Noah’s diagnosis, the reminder of how unpredictable and precious life can be and the thought of giving them a baby is something I’d very much love to do.
“Breathe,” Caleb says, but it doesn’t stop me from hissing as they both slip out of me.
Caleb is holding me up against his sweaty chest.
I can feel their cum spilling out of me.
“Fuck, that was hot. You never cease to amaze me,” Caleb says as he catches my jaw and pulls me in for a kiss.
When he draws back, Noah grips the back of my neck and pulls my face down to his, to claim me in the same fashion.
I’m breathing heavily when his mouth leaves mine, his lips caressing a path along my throat, causing me to moan. My entire body tingles and pulses with aftershocks of their fucking.
“Did you mean it?” I ask, glancing at Caleb as he re-arranges us while we all try and catch our breath.
He frowns. “Mean what?”
I clear my throat, and my cheeks heat even more than they already are, which is a feat considering what we just did.
“About making a baby?” I reply quietly.
His lips twitch, his eyes softening. “Yes,” he replies without hesitation.
I swallow and glance at Noah as he stares between us.
“Noah, what about you?”
My heart races, threatening to break through my ribcage as I wait for his answer.
“Would I like to make a baby with you?” he tilts his head before his lips form the most beautiful smile that has ever graced his mouth. “Yes, I very much would.”
Licking my lips, I look between them and say, “Okay.”
Noah moves before I even have a chance to catch my breath.
“Are you serious?” he asks, excitement in his tone. It’s been such a long time since I’ve heard it, and it has my emotions bubbling to the surface. I only manage a slight nod in confirmation.
“Well, fuck, this is one of the best days of our lives,” Caleb replies, his hand moving to Noah’s hip.
And then they’re both kissing me together.
Fuck, that’s hot. I squirm, still wet from our joint release and ready to go again.
Caleb wasn’t lying about working on my stamina because even though I’ve been joining them in the gym, I feel like a bowl of limp noodles.
“When do you want to start?” Caleb asks when he pulls back, eyes flicking between Noah and me.
“How about now?” Noah replies.
I roll my eyes. “You’re insatiable. How about once I’m off my contraception,” I reply.
“Perfect,” Caleb says, sharing a look with Noah.
“And in the meantime, how about we take it in turns to make love to you?” Noah says, brushing his thumb over my cheekbone as Caleb kisses along my clavicle.
I groan, and Noah smirks before lowering his mouth to mine, where he kisses me with reverence.