Chapter 13 Eden #3
They held her through it. Liam’s hips slowed, grinding into her, prolonging the agony. Benson’s grip on her tightened, anchoring her as she shattered.
When she finally collapsed, limp and shaking, Liam pulled out. The sudden emptiness was a shock. Benson eased her onto her back, brushing the damp hair from her face.
“Good girl,” he whispered. “Such a good girl for us.” He looked from her to Liam, a slow, wicked smile spreading across his face. “For that… you get a great big present.”
She wanted to quip Is it your cock? but was too out of it.
Liam sat back against the headboard, his chest rising and falling. “Bring her here.”
Strong hands rolled Eden. She flopped onto her back, looking up at Benson. He grabbed her, lifting her as if she weighed nothing, and positioned her with her back to Liam’s chest. Liam’s hands guided her hips, pulling her down. His cock, still hard and ready, nudged against her hole again.
He sank her onto him. Slowly. Inch by amazing inch.
Eden’s head lolled back against Liam’s shoulder. A jolt shot through her. That fullness. That burning stretch. Energy surged, hot and sharp. Her body, sated moments before, came alive again. She planted her feet on the bed, lifting her hips, then slammed herself down. Hard.
Liam groaned, a deep, guttural sound in her ear. “Yeah, just like that.” His hands gripped her breasts, pinching her nipples. “This time,” he panted, his voice hot against her skin. “I’m coming for you. Right in your ass.”
She rode him. The room spun. She watched Benson, kneeling before them, stroking his own cock, his eyes glued to where Liam’s body disappeared into hers, with her open pussy on full display in front of him.
“Which one do you like better?” Eden gasped, her hands braced on Liam’s bed. “My ass? Or my cunt?”
Liam’s grip tightened. His hips bucked up to meet her downward thrust. “Can’t ever say no to a perfect pussy,” he grunted, his words punctuated by the slap of their skin. “But that’s for someone else right now.”
Benson smiled. “He means me, angel. Go on. Tell me you want it.”
She gasped, Liam’s mouth on her neck as his fingers continued to pinch her sensitive nipples. “Want what?”
Both men suddenly laughed. “I think she’s trying to play innocent,” Liam mused. “While I’m balls deep in her ass. Can you believe it?”
“She really is a good actress if that’s the case.” With his hand still fisted around his cock, Benson scooted closer. “You ever get double-pounded, angel?”
“N… no,” she admitted. “You offering?”
They laughed again. Benson said, “Yes, I’m offering. You just have to ask nicely.”
“Please,” she bit her bottom lip as she put on a show of moving up and down Liam’s cock. “Remind you of something, Ben?” She knew how to tease them, too. “When you came in here and saw me fucking him just like this, and you were so jealous that you had to join in?”
“I was in your pussy then, love,” Liam reminded her.
“And now it’s available.” She opened her legs wider, daring to move one hand from where it braced her body, all so she could rub her pussy for Benson.
She tried to show how available it was, but she was about to lose her balance.
“Please.” He always did love it when she begged, as she usually did at least once every time they had sex.
“I need both of you to fuck me. I’m not leaving until you do. ”
“You’re gonna hold his dick hostage?” Benson came even closer, one arm wrapping around Eden as his cock brushed against her slit. “In your ass?”
“If that’s what it takes.” Eden dared to play their game. “I know how much you love both, Ben.”
Just for that, he slammed his mouth against hers. Then he broke away. His cock, hard and hot, nudged against her hungry cunt.
He pushed inside. Eden lost her mind.
Holy shit, they’re both fucking me at once.
A wall of pure, unadulterated pleasure hit her so hard that her eyes rolled back in her head.
The sound she made once Benson was completely inside of her wasn’t something she had ever heard come out of her body before.
Do it again. She was more eager than ever to show them what she could do.
“Fuck,” Benson groaned, his hips flush against hers. “She’s gripping me so tight.”
Liam palmed Eden’s breasts, her whole body made of otherworldly fire as his cock still claimed her ass. “Bet you feel me in there, Ben.”
“Mmhmm.” Benson wasted no time thrusting into her. “I feel both of you very well.”
Their rhythm found her until all three were in sync. One thrust in as the other pulled out. A relentless, pistoning possession that filled her and stretched her to her absolute limit. She was pinned between them, fucked into oblivion.
“Harder,” she gasped, her body a live wire of snapping electrical current. “Harder! Fuck me like you’ll never get the chance again!”
They obliged.
Liam slammed up. Benson hammered down. The force of it lifted her off the bed. She was just a vessel for their lust. Her legs dangled in the air between them, Benson holding her up by the thighs as Liam continued to squeeze her breasts and hold her close to his chest.
“Oh, God!” Eden cried out. “Fuck, yes!”
“Good,” Liam grunted, his hand finding her clit. “That’s what I like to—” He was cut off by his own moan reverberating against Eden’s back. “Holy hell. I’m so close.”
“Me too.” Benson’s rhythm almost faltered.
“About fucking time.”
Eden’s head spun. She grabbed the back of Benson’s neck, pulling him down.
Her mouth found his. Then Liam’s. Their tongues clashed in a messy, desperate tangle of open-mouthed kisses.
No more words. Only the slap of skin, the three-way groans, and the shared heat of them having their fill of her body. All of them breaking together.
The triple kiss broke because a scream shattered Eden’s self-control.
The orgasm hit her like a blow to the head that nearly knocked her out.
It’s so good. Deep in the most useless parts of her brain, she knew it was the best sex she ever had, but right now?
It’s so good. It was all she could think of as her men shared her and got off on her pleasure together.
Her ass clamped down. Her core convulsed. She had both of them right where she wanted.
“Don’t stop!” she shrieked, her body bucking wildly. “Don’t stop fucking me! Use me!”
She was lost. Mindless. Mindlessly writhing. Her fingers dug into Benson’s shoulders. Her heels dug into Liam’s thighs. She was living proof that two men could work together to bring a woman to such seismic heights that she might die from the intensity.
“Inside me!” she sobbed, the words straight from her soul. “Come inside me! Do it!”
At the peak of her scream, at the absolute zenith of her pleasure, something snapped.
A sharp clink on the sheets. Her metal hair clasp, finally defeated by the violence of their fucking, fell free.
Her hair swished against her face as Benson tried to kiss her, and Liam pushed it away from her sweat-slicked skin.
Benson’s roar was the only answer. He slammed into her one last, hungry time, burying himself as he erupted. She felt it – every single shudder of his cock as he inhaled her throat with his mouth.
Liam’s hands tightened on her hips. A deep, guttural groan rumbled in his chest. His body went rigid. His cock, still buried in her ass, stiffened.
“Yes, yes,” Eden sobbed, her body still trembling on him. “Give it to me.”
Benson’s hands were gentle on her waist as he slowly pulled himself from her clutching heat. He shifted her forward, changing the angle, giving Liam more room. More leverage. He knelt beside them, his hands on her back, guiding her.
“You’re so fucking perfect, angel,” he said, as if she didn’t know. “Make him come.”
“Yeah, yeah,” she chanted, pushing back against Liam, her movements clumsy with need. “I love it. Give me more.”
Liam needed no more encouragement. His grip became iron. His hips slammed forward. A raw, ragged groan tore from his throat. He fucked her ass with renewed intention. Short, hard jabs that stole her breath.
“Oh, fuck,” Benson breathed, his eyes wide. “This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Liam’s fingers were vises on her hips. His cock throbbed, a violent, pulsing heat claiming her ass. He emptied himself into her with a long, shuddering release that left him gasping, collapsing against his bed as she remained braced against his legs.
“So hot,” Benson whispered, in awe of it. “So fucking hot watching you come in her ass.”
Liam smacked the back of his hand against Benson’s thigh, chest heaving with breaths, and brow covered in sweat. “Fucking hot feeling you come in her pussy.”
They lowered her between them. Their touches, their kisses were soft. So gentle after the storm. Liam’s lips found her shoulder. Benson’s mouth claimed her neck. Their hands roamed, stroking her tender skin, soothing the ache that they had created.
“You were amazing, angel,” Benson muttered against her throat.
“Can’t wait to do that again.”
Eden moaned. She rubbed herself against them. Her breasts against Liam’s chest, her back against Benson’s. Marking herself with their scent, their touch… wanting them everywhere they could leave their marks on her.
Heavy fingers slid between her legs. They found her entrance, wet and swollen and still sensitive. Two of them. Liam’s index, Benson’s middle. They pushed inside together.
She welcomed them with a soft sigh of contentment. Their other hands held her hips, her thighs.
“Taste us,” Liam breathed, licking a path up her neck. He kissed Benson over her shoulder.
“We taste so good on you,” Benson groaned, breaking away to nip at her ear.
Eden closed her eyes. She was full again. Not with the hard pounding of their cocks, but with the slow, possessive presence of their fingers. She drifted off in bliss. Fuck. Yes.
“Who wants me again next?” she dreamily said while rubbing against Liam’s chest.
Benson almost snorted against her back. “You need a break. That was a ton of fucking you just took.”
“I could take more.”
“I think we’ve broken her.” Liam tried to laugh, but he was so out of breath that he almost couldn’t. “First one we’ve broken, Ben.”
“I’m not broken.” Eden sat up above them both, hands on their stomachs. “I’m perfect.”
Neither argued with her.
Eden was the first in the bathroom, and while someone tried to follow her, she asked for a few minutes alone to recollect herself.
After two men being all up in her business for half an hour, all Eden wanted to do was rinse off in the shower and come back to their cuddling when she was good and clean.
Then they could keep doing that whole emotional bonding thing.
Still, it was rather strange that neither Liam nor Benson knocked on the door to see if they could come in or join her in the shower. Then again, Liam had another bathroom with a working shower – maybe they were in there, respecting her request for some privacy.
She wrapped one of Liam’s towels around her when she was clean.
The sleepshirt she left at his place was in his closet, and she went looking for it now, popping out of the bathroom and traversing the short hallway between the primary bath and bedroom.
She stopped in front of the built-in drawer she kept a few things in, but the door to the bedroom was ajar, and she heard Benson muttering something she couldn’t understand.
With her sleepshirt in hand, Eden peered through the door.
Oh, my God…
Benson was flat on the bed, arm cast over his face as his chest slowly rose and fell with his heavy breaths. The man was masculine catnip, but Eden’s eyes were pulled to the top of Liam’s brown head as he busied himself in Benson’s lap.
Eden knew she wasn’t meant to see this right now. They probably thought she would take longer in the bathroom after what they had done with her, and stole a moment for themselves.
Liam’s tongue worshipfully traced the thick vein on the underside of Benson’s cock. He took the soft length into his mouth again, concentrating on… well, just the mere act of doing. Nothing implied this was to get Benson off again.
A low groan rumbled in Benson’s chest.
“You just can’t get enough of it,” he said, tense with emotion. “Fuck, I missed this.”
Eden held her breath and flattened against the wall.
Liam released him and kissed a trail up Benson’s stomach. Over his chest. His tongue flicked against a nipple. He moved higher with a pensive crawl, his eyes only for Benson.
He hovered over his ex-fiancé. Their eyes locked in the dim light.
Liam kissed him.
It was nothing like the sexual urgency from before. This was pure passion. A deep, soul-shattering kiss that spoke of years of longing, of secrets, of a love that had never died. It was gentle and desperate all at once. Liam might as well have been confessing right in front of Eden.
Her heart ached, and she wasn’t sure why.
This was ancient history she had stumbled into, a story that had been written without her and could be continued without her. They may have been brought back together by her, but they had been waiting. I’m really just a catalyst here.
Their love had always been there. Long before her.
She cleared her throat to announce she was coming into the room. Both Liam and Benson lay together in the former’s bed, looking more like co-conspirators than the old married couple she could now think of them as.
“All clean and ready to get dirty again.” She crawled onto the bed and into Benson’s waiting arms. Liam got up and, after lightly smacking her ass, went into his bathroom to shower.
“Not gonna join him?” Eden sweetly asked Benson, who wrapped both arms tightly around her.
“Why? You’re here.”
She rubbed his thigh, brushing against the cock her other boyfriend’s mouth had just been on only a minute ago. Benson didn’t flinch.
“I’m in love with you,” Eden said, as their limbs entwined and Benson sank further into the bed. “Both of you.”
“As it so happens, we’re both in love with you, too.”
“And each other?”
Benson slightly cocked his head. “You let us worry about that.”
She heard the shower turn on in the bathroom. “’Cause it’s okay if you are.”
He kissed her forehead. “Right now, I want to talk about how much I love you.”
They were kissing soon enough. Exactly the way Eden liked – and had seen for herself on a moment ago.