Chapter 16 Not Covered in the Welcome Packet #2
I forced my body to relax, my fingers tightening on the headboard. Dash’s tongue flicked faster, his strong hands holding me in place when I tried to squirm away from the intensity. The pressure building was almost unbearable.
When his lips closed around my clit and sucked gently, I shattered, crying out loud enough that I was sure everyone in the cabin heard me.
Before I could recover, Dane was guiding me off Dash and onto my back. “I’ve been craving this sweet cunt since the moment I saw you.”
Dane devoured me like I was the best thing he’d ever tasted, humming against my oversensitive flesh in a way that made me arch off the bed. My hands found his hair, tangling in the strands as he worked me toward another peak with devastating skill.
Dash stretched out beside me, his lips claiming mine in a deep kiss. I could taste myself on his tongue, which only turned me on more. His hand cupped my breast, thumb circling my nipple until it hardened.
With Dane between my legs and Dash tweaking my nipples, my orgasm hit me with surprising force.
Dane rose up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, looking immensely pleased with himself. “Good?”
I couldn’t form words, so I just nodded weakly.
Dash chuckled. “I think we broke her.”
Dane stretched out on my other side, his hand tracing idle patterns on my stomach. I turned toward Dash, reaching between us to wrap my hand around his length. He was hot and hard against my palm, and the groan he released when I stroked him sent liquid heat pooling between my thighs again.
“I want you inside me.”
Dash didn’t need to be told twice. He positioned himself between my legs, the head of his cock nudging at my entrance. Despite everything they’d already done to me to get me ready, I still felt a moment of uncertainty; he was big, and it had been a while.
“Relax, we’ve got you.” Dash smoothed one hand up my thigh.
Dane kissed me deeply as Dash pushed forward, entering me in one slow, steady thrust. I whimpered into Dane’s mouth as Dash filled me completely.
“Fuck.” Dash held still once he was fully seated. “You feel incredible.”
I looked up at Dash, entranced by the intensity in his eyes. When he began to move, he set a rhythm that wasn’t too fast or too slow. I reached for Dane, wrapping my fingers around him. His sharp inhale was immensely satisfying.
We moved together, finding a rhythm that sent me rushing toward yet another peak. Dash’s control was slipping, his thrusts becoming more urgent. I stroked Dane in time with Dash’s movements, loving the sounds he made.
“I want in your mouth. Do you think you can handle that?” Dane’s voice was strained as he stilled my hand.
I nodded, breathless with anticipation.
Dash reluctantly withdrew, and they rearranged us. In a flash, I was on my hands and knees, Dash behind me and Dane kneeling in front of me, his cock level with my mouth.
“Is this okay?” Dane brushed my hair back from my face, his expression serious despite his obvious arousal.
In response, I leaned forward and took him into my mouth, relishing his strangled groan. Dash positioned himself behind me, pushing back inside with a smooth thrust, and I moaned around Dane.
It was overwhelming in the best possible way. Dash gripped my hips as he took me from behind, and Dane’s fingers tangled gently in my hair as I took him as deeply as I could in my mouth. I was caught in a perfect storm of sensations.
Dash reached around to circle my clit with his fingers, and I nearly came undone. I doubled my efforts on Dane, using every trick I could think of to drive him as wild as I felt.
“Neve…” Dash’s voice was laced with restraint. “I’m close.”
I hummed my encouragement around Dane, which made him curse colorfully. Dash’s thrusts grew erratic, his fingers pressing harder against my clit. When he groaned my name and stiffened behind me, it triggered my release, pleasure washing through me as he pulsed inside me.
Dash carefully withdrew, pressing a kiss to my shoulder blade before moving aside. Dane guided me onto my back, positioning himself between my thighs.
The second he was all the way in, I knew I was done for. Dane moved with purpose, hitting spots inside me that had my toes curling. I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him deeper.
“You’re perfect,” he groaned, his pace increasing. “So fucking perfect.”
I was floating, heading toward something bigger than before.
When it hit, it was like being struck by lightning with every nerve ending firing at once, my body arching off the bed as I cried out.
He followed me over the edge seconds later, his face buried in my neck as he shuddered through his release.
After a moment, Dane rolled to the side, and Dash returned with a warm washcloth, cleaning me with surprising tenderness before climbing into bed.
They arranged themselves on either side of me, Dane’s arm draped across my waist while Dash’s hand found mine, our fingers intertwining.
“Are you okay?” Dash’s voice was a low rumble against my ear.
I nodded, too exhausted and content for words. I should have felt strange or at least conflicted about what had just happened. But all I felt was an overwhelming sense of rightness, like I’d found something I hadn’t even known I was missing.
Dane nuzzled my hair. “Sweet dreams.”
Whatever magic connected us, I was done fighting it, at least for tonight.