Chapter 16
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M y mind whirls through the last twenty minutes as the truck moves slowly from the lodge back to the guy’s cabin. Cole tucked me into the passenger seat as Zach climbed into the driver’s to turn the heat on high. The trek is quiet, all of us in our heads, while Christmas music plays quietly in the background.
The moment’s shifted, but I refuse to let Chad ruin my night further. The second Zach puts the truck in park, I’m out and running for the front door, careful not to slip on an unseen patch of ice and leaving the guys in my wake.
The cabin’s unlocked, and I shove inside, reaching behind me to find the tiny zipper that will peel down. My fingers latch, and I drop the gorgeous gown and my thong at the entrance to the living room. All that’s left on my body are the pair of heels I borrowed from Jennifer.
The crash of heavy footfalls hits my ears, and I drop on the ledge in front of the roaring fireplace, waiting for the guys to reach me. They hit the corner, bouncing off each other at Cole’s quick halt when his eyes lock on mine across the room.
“Fuck, woman. We thought something was wrong.”
“Something is wrong,” I answer as they creep closer, discarding layers of fancy clothes around the room. “I’m naked and horny, and you’re still fucking talking,” I finish.
Cole’s the first to reach me, forgetting the need to strip off his clothes in favor of dropping to his knees in front of my naked self. He wastes no time, shoving my thighs apart to expose my pussy to his eager tongue.
My body slumps against the rock fireplace, the stone digging into my back, but Cole between my thighs distracts me from its uncomfortable support.
Zach joins us, his cock hard and on full display, seeking attention. He kneels on the stone bench next to me, the perfect height for me to wrap my hand around his base and tip the head toward my mouth.
Licking up his velvet shaft pulls a groan of appreciation from his lips. Cole nips at my clit, wanting all my attention back on him, ever the demanding asshole. My gaze shifts from Zach’s pleasure-filled eyes to Cole’s searing ones looking up at me.
I can’t believe this is happening.
“Suck me, baby. I know you can take me deeper than that.” Zach breaks my concentration on Cole, and I open wider, letting him thrust further into me.
Cole uses that exact moment to fill me with his orgasm-inducing fingers. I moan around Zach, and he jolts forward, shoving to the back of my throat, making me gag, but he doesn’t let up, and Cole chuckles against my skin.
I reach for his soft locks, gripping at the root and rocking my hips against his face to quicken his pace. His teeth sink into me, a punishment for my grasp at control, and I cry out, jerking away from Zach.
“Asshole!” I yell, but the insult doesn’t land.
“Is that your offer, little liar? I’m more than willing,” he taunts with a wicked gleam in his eyes.
I take it back; I want his tongue to continue where it left off. He doesn’t. Instead, he stands, keeping our intense stare-off while he strips off the rest of his clothes. It’s the first time I’ve seen him naked, and I don’t know what genetics these two share, but they’ve won the lottery.
“I think that pretty cunt of yours is wet enough to take something more than my fingers.”
He reaches out his hand for me to take and yanks me from my stone throne.
“We should probably take this upstairs before my parents get home and get a show they never expected.”
Cole laughs, but it makes me cringe at the possibility. I’d never be able to look them in the eyes again. I’d have to stop coming up here for Christmas. That thought has my feet scurrying for the stairs, but I stall when I reach the top. I'm not sure whose room we’re taking this party to.
“Lost, baby?” Zach whispers in my ear from behind. His hot body is pressed into my back.
“Whose bed is bigger?”
“Smart girl,” Cole praises, stepping around the blockage of bodies. “Zach’s got the king size. I’m in the guest room.”
“My room it is,” Zach announces, then hits me with a sharp slap on the ass to get me going.
I take off with a squeal down the long hall, pushing into Zach’s room like I’ve been here a hundred times. I’m about to throw myself on the mattress, but a firm hold grips me around the waist.
I know who it is when his spicy scent hits my nose. His rough grip on the back of my neck is even more telling. He uses it to guide me to the mattress before shoving my top half down on the bed, leaving my ass on full display to shove his hard cock into.
“That’s more like it,” Cole growls.
“Condoms are on the nightstand,” Zach tells him, approaching me from the other side. “Are you ready to get fuck while you swallow my cock down, beautiful?”
“You think you can take us both, little liar? Because I don’t know about my cousin over there, but I can’t wait any longer to be inside you.”
Whipping my head over my shoulder, I meet his heady gaze. “So, fuck me already and find out.”
His sinister laugh fills the room, and I know I’m in for a rough fuck. Zach doesn’t wait for Cole to situate the condom, too eager to get his dick wet again. I moan around him, knowing it’ll drive Cole crazy behind me.
It has the desired effect. Cole notches at my entrance and slams deep inside. He’s not as big as Zach, but thick enough to sting slightly as I stretch around him.
“Fuck, this pussy’s tight. That boyfriend of yours was a fucking idiot.”
I couldn’t agree more, but he’s the last thing on my mind as they find their rhythm, pushing and pulling, filling me up from both ends, building the steady pulse of pleasure in my core.
I twirl my tongue around Zach and reach forward to cup his balls in my hand, massaging his tight sack. His rough groan has a direct line to my pussy, causing me to clench around Cole.
“Our girl likes it when you do that, cuz. She just tried to squeeze the life out of me.”
“Is that right, baby?” Zach pops me off his cock and pulls my body up to stand.
Cole’s fingers dig into my hips while his other hand reaches around, gripping tightly to my neck, tilting my head up for Zach, who kneels in front of us.
“As delirious as your mouth’s making me. I need to feel you tighten around my cock, too,” Zach says before his lips crash into me, claiming me.
His teeth sink into my lip, and pain radiates from the bite. I whimper, leaning back into Cole, trying to escape. Only his firm hold on my neck squeezes tighter, keeping me in place, caught between their all-consuming attention.
Zach steals his touch from me, and Cole pulls free from my cunt, dragging me back away from the mattress. The drastic change leaves my knees weak enough to take me to the floor. If it wasn’t for the strong hold around my throat, keeping me upright, I’d be there now.
His free hand runs south across my trembling stomach to find my aching clit pulsing with need. Cole’s rough fingers circle the sensitive bud.
“Please,” I cry out.
“Please, what?” Cole whispers in my ear, nipping at the lobe.
“I need more. I want both of you to fuck me.”
As soon as the possibility hits the air, it charges the room with anticipation. Zach reaches for a condom in the drawer and falls back to the mattress, sheathing himself in the latex protection.
“Straddle me, baby,” Zach instructs.
“And lean forward,” Cole adds.
I let them guide me because as excited as I am to try this for the first time, the reality of taking them both at once is terrifying.
“What do you think? Do you want us to take your dripping cunt together? Or should I fuck this tight ass while Zach fills your pussy with his giant cock, so we can give you the orgasm of a lifetime?” Cole asks, his chest fused to my back as I rock my hips on top of Zach.
Their cocks tease my slit in unison, rubbing every inch from my clit to my asshole. It’s too much, yet not enough, driving me crazy.
“Come on, baby, answer him. Tell us what you want, Dakota,” Zach’s smooth voice coaxes.
“I…”
“You?” Cole asks.
“I’ve never done anal. What if I don’t like it?” I get out on a moan when one of them glides across my aching clit.
“We’re not going to do anything to you that you won’t love, little liar. Trust me.”
Trust him. The man that’s been nothing but frigid and overbearing. “ He clocked Chad for disrespecting you,” the voice in my head reminds me. “ You’ve loved every second he touches you,” it says again.
“Trust me,” he quietly begs for my ears only.
“Okay.” I turn my head to the left, locking our gaze.
Zach chooses that moment to push into me from below. The moan that rips from my lips is swallowed by Cole with an intense passion. His eyes darken, never leaving mine. A cold liquid coats my ass, and pressure pushes against my back entrance. It’s obviously his finger and not his thick cock. He uses one to relax my body and a second to stretch me open for him.
“You better hurry up. I can’t take much with you teasing her,” Zach warns from below.
Cole’s fingers disappear, leaving me with an unexpected feeling of emptiness. I must make a noise of disapproval because he shushes me sweetly.
“Now relax, and let us make you feel good,” Cole tells me as he pushes past the tight ring of muscle.
It’s intense and burns. My breath catches in my throat, and Zach’s the one to remind me to breathe through it. He’s stopped moving, letting me get used to having them both inside my most intimate places.
Cole stops, too, and he must be fully seated because I’ve never in my life felt this full.
“Look at you, baby. Taking us both. Fuck your breathtaking,” Zach says on his first stroke.
I have no stake here between them. They take complete control of my body, using it to find their pleasure while torpedoing mine to the surface at record speed. Our bodies glide together, where one of us begins, the other ends. It’s erotic and mind-blowing. My core pulses, growing heavier by the second as my orgasm builds.
Zach’s the first to tip over the edge, jerking his hips and slamming me down against his cock. He comes on an earth-shattering roar that echoes through the room. Feeling his pulsing release and seeing his pleasure-filled smile kicks me into action.
I let my hips take over, rotating to take his half-hard cock while he rubs my clit and Cole pounds into my ass. It’s everything at once, and I explode, slumping forward into Zach’s waiting arms. The aftershocks are so intense that my body convulses while Cole picks up his pace, joining us in our euphoria with a deep groan.
I’m half-conscious, my eyes closed and my body heavy when I’m jostled onto my side. I feel momentarily weightless, and then something warm pushes against my core. I’m sore in the most delectable way and nowhere near ready for another round. But it’s not anyone looking to start again. I peek down through heavy-lidded eyes, catching Cole with a wet cloth in his hand. He keeps surprising me at every turn.
The mattress beside me sinks, and Zach pulls me into his side. He’s still naked and burning hot, but the room’s cooling from a winter breeze sweeping in through an open window. I snuggle into him, hiking a leg up on his side. I’m seconds from drifting off to sleep, but the water in the bathroom turns off, and the floor creaks. I expect the bed to dip again, but the door unlatches, and I roll to peek over my shoulder. Cole slinks through the narrow opening, never looking back.