14
E rin sat on her knees, placing her hand on Paetyn’s wrist. “Wait. We’ll have to use the condoms I brought. I’m—”
“Allergic to latex. We know,” Paetyn told her, passing a condom over her shoulder to Cruz before taking out one for himself and placing the box back on the nightstand.
“They’re lambskin,” Cruz stated from behind her.
Erin looked over her shoulder and watched him open the wrapper before sliding the condom onto his dick. She turned her attention back to Paetyn and watched him do the same. Erin knew those two actions shouldn’t have caused her to be more turned on, but they had.
Paetyn pulled her to straddle him as he gripped the base of his dick. She slid down slowly, allowing him to fill her, stretch her so deliciously. When she was seated entirely, she exhaled softly. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been wrapped this tightly around a dick.
Erin leaned into Paetyn’s touch as he cupped her face. His other hand was on her waist, rocking her slowly. They sat like that momentarily before he moved them down the bed, lying down.
His hands gripped Erin’s ass, and he lifted her before bringing her back down his dick. After the third time, Erin took over lifting herself. Moaning deep within her throat when he filled her each time she came back down. She rode him for a moment until he wrapped his arms around her. Erin felt hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks, and instinctively her body tightened.
Paetyn moaned as he brought her down, pressing their lips together. “Don’t tense, Angel. Relax,” he instructed.
She knew that she needed to, knew that tensing up would only cause her pain. However, Erin also knew that she didn’t have to do this. She could give them a temperature and tell them she would take them one at a time instead. The problem with that was that it was a lie. She didn’t want to take them one at a time—not this first time. No, she wanted to take them both, come undone between them.
Erin had only tried anal once; it had been a few years prior. She hadn’t been a fan because her partner had been more focused on getting his dick in her than ensuring she was correctly prepped or wasn’t uncomfortable.
She wanted to try it again, to experience it the way she knew it should have been. Erin wanted to experience it with them, both of them before the night was over.
Taking a deep breath, she slipped her tongue into Paetyn’s mouth. Focusing on the feel of his tongue against hers, on the way she knew he would lead her in the kiss, dominate her tongue.
Erin felt Cruz at her entrance and worked overtime, not to tense as he pressed forward. Paetyn’s hand slid between them, and he rubbed her clit. She moaned into their kiss as Cruz continued his slow foreign admission into her body.
“You’re taking me so well, Ma?y.”
The sound of his voice was like a physical caress, the praise going straight to her pussy. Erin had no idea she had a praise kink before being with them. Hell, she probably wouldn’t have also realized she had a slight degradation kink.
When Erin felt Cruz’s hips against her ass, she pulled away from her kiss with Paetyn. She wanted to take in how she felt. The intrusion was foreign, but it wasn’t unwelcome; for the most part, it had been painless. Erin honestly hadn’t expected there to be much, considering Cruz had opened her up and prepared her fully.
Erin had never felt this full, stretched this deliciously, and damn if she wasn’t enjoying it. Both of her men stayed still, allowing her time to adjust to having them inside her. She tested their fit, wondering if she could tighten around them. Erin tried it, and when both moaned, she felt like she’d won a prize—eliciting those sounds from them with such a small action.
She did it again, receiving the same reaction, and Erin wanted to try more. She lifted off Paetyn some, which caused her to push further into Cruz, not that he could have slid any deeper. When she went back down, the adverse happened, and all three of their moans filled the room.
Erin continued that slow movement, getting used to her position. She wouldn’t fool herself into thinking that they wouldn’t take over or give her exactly what she wanted.
When she felt used to both men being inside her, Erin leaned forward, rested her head on Paetyn’s shoulder, and wiggled her ass. Cruz grabbed her ass cheeks as he pulled out until only the head was inside her. A few seconds later, he snapped his hips, pushing back in, and a breathy gasp left Erin’s lips.
He spread her cheeks and pulled out again. Erin had no doubt he was watching his dick retreat from her body. He entered her again, this time pulling a moan from them both. Cruz continued to fuck her. Pulling out to the head before snapping his hips and entering her. Erin’s ass welcomed him each time like a soldier coming home from war. The force behind each thrust punched moans from her lips as he touched deep inside her.
He fucked her for several minutes before she felt Paetyn start to move, and Erin whimpered. He entered her as Cruz pulled out; his thrusts weren’t as intense, but because of that, she felt lost in pleasure already, and they’d just started.
“You’re doing so good, Angel.”
Erin moaned at the innocent nickname floating through the air during their less-than-innocent act. She heard both men chuckle, knowing he’d done it on purpose, had been doing it on purpose since they started.
Paetyn’s thrusts see-sawed Cruz’s. When one would pull out, the other would push in. Erin had half expected them to thrust in time with one another, but she wasn’t sure why since she knew they would overwhelm her tonight. The fact that their thrusts were different in intensity didn’t help matters.
She was swimming in a sea of pleasure, and they hadn’t been fucking her for ten minutes yet. If someone asked her which way was up at the moment, she’d have no idea.
P aetyn groaned as he entered Erin while Cruz pulled out. She was warm and wet around him, and he could feel every bit of it through the condom. Paetyn couldn’t recall wearing anything but latex and knew he’d never wear another one. He damn near felt like he wasn’t wearing anything at all.
Erin’s pussy squeezed around him as he pulled out as if it was protesting him leaving her body. Her moans were melodic, and it wasn’t as if Paetyn hadn’t heard them before. He’d grown accustomed to them when he and Cruz took turns fucking her with their tongues. However, the reason behind them now had them affecting him even more.
Paetyn pushed back in as Cruz retreated, and Erin again moaned against his shoulder. He reached up, placing his hands on her face, lifting her to look at him. Paetyn wanted to watch the pleasure dance over her face, hear those arousing moans bounce louder off the walls. Most importantly, he wanted to see her face when she came for the first time with them both inside her.
The pace they’d chosen was a steady one. Neither were in any rush. They’d been waiting far too long for it to let it end too quickly, to rush their way through it.
“Such a good girl, taking us both,” Paetyn stated.
Erin moaned at his words, and her eyes fluttered as Cruz pushed in while he retreated. As he entered her again, he ran his thumb over her lower lip. Erin sucked it into her mouth as all three of their moans filled the room. Her eyes closed, and Paetyn pulled his thumb from her mouth, pulling her down.
His lips brushed hers, and he spoke against them. “Eyes open, Angel,” he commanded. “Look at me.”
Those deep brown eyes opened slowly. The sound of Cruz smacking her ass reverberated through the room as they did. Erin moaned deeply and threw her head back, sitting up slightly.
Paetyn gripped her thighs, and with Cruz’s hands on her waist, they began to fuck her faster. The thrusts still countering one another’s. Erin placed her hands on his chest as she was pushed between them, rocked by each thrust.
He could feel her pussy tightening around him, gripping before momentarily letting go, only to do it again. She was about to cum, and Paetyn wanted to hear it, see it, cause it .
“Are you going to cum for us, Ma?y?” Erin nodded, and again, Paetyn listened to the sound of Cruz smacking her ass. “Use your words, baby.”
“Yes,” Erin moaned. “Yes, I’m going to cum.”
It only took three more thrusts from each of them, and she was cumming. Her pussy convulsed around his dick, and Paetyn groaned as her cum surrounded it.
“Fuck!” Erin exclaimed.
They slowed their thrust but didn’t stop, fucking her through her orgasm. Stroking in and out of her until she came down.
“Mm, you’re being so good for us, Ma?y,” Cruz stated.
They didn’t give her time to respond as they gradually picked up the speed of their thrust. This time, Paetyn thrust a bit harder than he had before while Cruz pulled back on his. He knew Erin liked the two sensations, but he also knew they might overwhelm her.
Paetyn rolled his hips on each upward thrust as he gripped her thighs to hold her where he wanted her. To keep her from rocking too far off his dick. Each thrust was deep and firm, and Erin dug her nails slightly into his pecs.
He felt Cruz grab his wrist and move his hands to Erin’s ass. A few seconds later, Erin gasped slightly and looked over her shoulder.
“Cruz,” she stated in what almost sounded like a whine.
“Don’t worry, Ma?y. I’m not leaving you.”
Paetyn gripped her ass cheeks as he moved her up and down his dick a few times. She leaned over, placing her lips to his as he fucked her. When she pulled away from the kiss, he moved them down the bed before standing, his dick still buried inside her, and Cruz stood at her back.
“Wrap your arms around his neck,” Cruz stated.
Erin did as he instructed, and seconds later, Paetyn heard her moan as Cruz slid back inside her. Paetyn moved his arm from around her waist, placing both hands under her ass, supporting her while Cruz placed his under her thighs.
Paetyn stood still as Cruz began to thrust. It was a new position, so he wanted to give her a minute to get used to having both of them in it.
“Baby,” she stated, and both men hummed, acknowledging that they were listening. “Paetyn, move, please.”
Paetyn nipped at her lower lip. “You want me to move, Angel?” When Erin nodded, he gripped her ass, shifting her weight. Erin whined when she realized that was all he planned on doing.
“You know that isn’t what I meant,” she spoke with a moan as Cruz thrust into her. Paetyn raised a brow at her. “Fuck me,” she demanded.
Cruz chuckled while Paetyn pulled out, thrusting into her. She wanted him to fuck her, and he had no issue doing just that.
C ruz leaned in, placing his lips on Erin’s neck and attempting to suck bruises into her flesh as she bounced between them. They kept their thrusts opposite one another, and each time he entered her, she squeezed around his dick, hugging it tightly. If it needed to breathe, Cruz knew she would have suffocated it by now, but in no way was he going to complain.
Erin leaned her head against his shoulder, her moans floating to the ceiling as she reached back and placed one of her hands on the back of his neck. Cruz bit hers as Paetyn gave her an arduous thrust.
“Shit!” Erin exclaimed, and Cruz chuckled against her neck before licking her earlobe.
“Such bad words tumbling from such pretty lips,” he whispered against her ear.
“Whose fault is that?” Erin countered.
Both men chuckled as Cruz raised one of his hands, cupping her breast. He ran his thumb over her nipple before pinching it between his thumb and forefinger. Erin gasped as her hand fell from his neck to grip his wrist.
Cruz caught Paetyn’s eyes over her shoulder, and he stopped thrusting momentarily, only to start back in sync with Paetyn. They fucked her a bit faster, and Cruz nipped at her earlobe, allowing his moans to fall against her skin.
“Please,” Erin pleaded.
“Please, what, Angel?”
“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop; I’m going to cum.”
Cruz was sure they both already knew that with how she convulsed and squeezed around them. She was holding his dick hostage, and fuck if Cruz didn’t want her to keep it that way.
“Cum for us then, Ma?y.”
They gave her a few more thrusts, and she arched between them as she came, lifting and damn near coming off of their dicks. She angled her body to capture his lips, and Cruz kissed her as they stayed still, allowing her to come down from her high. Erin’s moans tapered off against his lips, but he continued to kiss her slowly.
“Hold her,” Paetyn stated.
Cruz hooked his arms under Erin’s legs, pulling them up slightly. She moaned against his lips, and he knew that Paetyn had pulled out of her. He pulled away from the kiss, walked them to the bed, and sat at the edge of it, his dick still buried inside Erin.
“Such a pretty little pussy. All wet and glistening for us,” Paetyn stated. Cruz knew the way he held her gave the other man a fantastic view.
He moved back on the bed, laying against the pillows, while Erin placed her hands on the bed, propping herself slightly, her back against his chest. He felt Paetyn join them on the bed, and a couple of seconds later, Erin let out a moan as Paetyn took one of her legs from Cruz and threw it over his shoulder.
“Hot. Paetyn, wait,” Erin stated. “This angle is different. I need a minute.”
Cruz couldn’t blame her for needing a pause and was glad she’d used a safe word. They had her open for the taking and planned on doing just that, but only when she could handle it.
“Warm,” she said after the momentary pause.
Paetyn pulled out, thrusting back into her, which sent Erin rocking against him. Cruz released her other leg, his hands going to her waist, lifting her, and pulling out. He thrust back into her at the same time Paetyn did, and their moans flooded the room again.
It almost felt as if he were skin-to-skin with her, and if it hadn’t been for the fact that he’d watched his dick enter and retreat from her body in their first position, he would have forgotten he was wearing a condom. When he’d slid in, it felt like nothing was between them. Nothing hindered him from her tight warmth. Cruz decided then that those would be the only condoms he used for the rest of his life.
They chose their rhythm, fucking her in time. After several minutes, they both gave her a hard thrust simultaneously, and one of Erin’s arms gave out under her as she moaned deeply. Six more dual thrusts and her other arm gave out as well. It didn’t matter, though. Cruz had her, and he was in no way going to let her fall. He had plans to keep her in that position until they made her cum for them again.
He had to wait several minutes before he felt that all too familiar feeling of her tightening around him. She began to shake between them, and Cruz knew he was about to get what he’d been aiming for. What he was sure they’d both been aiming toward.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Erin chanted as she was rocked between them.
“That’s it, Ma?y,” Cruz stated. “I know you want to let go for us.”
“Be good for us, Angel, and cum. Don’t hold back.”
“Shit! Cruaetyn!”
Erin arched so far up that she came halfway off Cruz’s dick as she convulsed between them, her orgasm ripping like bliss through her. Cruz found himself chuckling with Paetyn a minute later when she came down.
“That’s the first time I’ve heard that,” Cruz informed her.
“Me too,” Paetyn co-signed. “For the record, Angel. We don’t care whose name you call out when we’re together like this.”
Cruz listened to Erin let out a shaky breath. “My brain short-circuited,” she told them, pulling another chuckle from them.
“Then we need to aim to make that happen again,” Cruz responded, pulling her back down his dick. The night was still young, and they still had so much more they wanted to give and take from her.