28. Paige
28
PAIGE
My heart's so full of conflicting emotions that I don’t know what to think, but they’re right. I need to use the time I have to live the life I actually want and not just make safe decisions because it’s what I think I should do. And right now, I want them.
It's hard not to when I'm wrapped up in Crank’s arms, my face pressed against his broad chest as he carries me into his bedroom, followed by Savage and Poe. The warm fuzzy feeling of knowing they want to try for something more is quickly migrating south and heating me up elsewhere, too.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Crank whispers. He’s usually the joker, but for once he’s looking serious. “I get that I’m the third wheel here, but I’m all in, and I want you to know that.”
“What? What do you mean?” Third wheel?
He looks slightly embarrassed. “Chicks like Savage because he’s an officer and he’s got that serious, commanding shit going. And Poe… he’s Poe. He looks like a fucking model and spends half his time reading deep shit that girls love. I’m the good time guy. I get it.”
“Crank…” I don’t know what to say, because in a very real way we haven’t known each other for long, but we’ve been through more since we met than some people go through in a lifetime. “You’re not just anything. You were nice to me and made me laugh and feel welcome before I even knew if I could trust Savage and Poe. You aren’t the third wheel. You’re the glue that keeps them together. I want you. All of you.”
Last time, they undressed first, but this time, they don’t give me a choice. As soon as I'm on the bed, my clothes start disappearing. I playfully bat their hands away, but struggling against all three of them is pretty futile. Not that I really want to anyway. My shorts and panties hit the floor. I'm not sure who’s doing what, because my tank top is coming over my head, blocking my view. It's not even fully off before my bra snaps loose and goes the way of the rest of my clothes.
As they strip, I focus on Crank first, walking across the mattress towards him on all fours. “I want you in my mouth.” My face is on fire when I say it, but I want him to know I meant what I said. He has such a laid back attitude that it’s easy to overlook the man underneath, and if this is going to work, I can’t let that happen.
“I’ll never turn down an offer like that.” Crank pulls his cock out, pointing it right at me. I push myself up to sit on my heels, then lean forward until I can put a kiss on the tip. It's slick with his eagerness already.
“Like this?” I tease, sliding the tip of my tongue over his crown, getting just a hint of his flavor.
“Exactly like that.” He puts his hand behind my head and gives me a little nudge. Always so impatient. And so good.
I part my lips and drag them along his length as I take him in. His pulse thrums against my tongue, strong and virile. He's so, so hard for me. He groans, obviously enjoying the attention. I swirl my tongue around him, and even start bobbing a little. A soft moan escapes, and I know he's mine. I suck harder, learning his taste and what he likes. His girth stretches my jaw, but he seems to know it and doesn’t demand more than I can give.
“You're so fucking pretty, Paige.” Crank unwraps my fingers from around his cock. “But I’m not ready to call it a night yet, so you better take it easy,” he says with a little laugh. “You're fucking irresistible.”
I wouldn't even mind, just knowing that I was able to bring him over the edge so easily makes me feel sexy. I reach for him again, but he brushes my hand away.
Crank laughs. “That’s enough, greedy.”
“I think she needs a little attention,” Poe says.
He kneels next to the bed, and with a quick tug on my hips, he pulls my butt to the edge and throws my thighs over his shoulders. It's my turn to gasp as he slides his tongue firmly between my folds, exploring me, tasting me. Making me shiver for him as he teases the tip of my clit. God, that's so good. So, so good. And when he starts making his tongue dance over it, I throw my head back into the bed and just concentrate on breathing, and hanging on as he winds me up like a clock, tighter and tighter.
“I've been waiting to try this,” Savage says as he straddles my chest, with a small bottle of lube in his hand.
I watch, curious as he squirts the cool, slippery liquid into the valley between my breasts. Then he puts his thick cock there and squeezes them around his shaft. With the lube in the middle, he can slide in and out, making squishing noises as he fucks the deep valley he created. With every stroke, the head pops out. I tuck my chin, and the next time it happens, I swipe my tongue over his tip. He shudders, so I do it again on the next pass.
“Fuck, that feels even better than I imagined, so fucking soft and slippery… Your body's built for sin.”
Crank moves up the bed and grabs a pillow. “Savage, lift her a sec.”
What's going on?
Savage does so, and Crank slides the firm pillow all the way under my shoulder blades. And when Savage eases me back down, it leaves my head hanging backwards. What I see there, upside down, is Crank, naked and glorious, right before he presses his cock back against my lips. I let him in.
Poe runs his tongue through me in wide, forceful swipes that paint trails of fire in his wake. Savage plays with my nipples, rubbing and tugging them as his cock thrusts between my breasts. And Crank, now that he has me upside down and helpless, slides deep into my mouth, fucking it with slow, confident strokes. And here I am in the middle of a pile of naked flesh, feeling almost outside myself as they surround and use me, taking pleasure in every inch of my body. If heaven is sex with one good lover, then I have no idea where this is, but I could float here for hours, lost to anything but feeling.
Savage’s fingers slide gently over my sensitive breasts. Poe's hands clutch my thighs tightly while he devours my pussy, and Crank fills my mouth as he runs his fingers through my hair, encouraging me with low moans every time I flutter my tongue against the underside of his shaft. The build-up is slow and lazy, but inevitable.
“Fuck, I can't wait,” Poe groans, and suddenly what's nudging against my folds is definitely bigger and harder than his tongue. I moan around Crank as Poe pushes into me, filling me with his big cock. I dig my fingernails into Savage’s thighs and hold on for dear life when Poe rubs his thumb slowly and steadily around my clit while he fucks me.
It's all over before I even knew it began.
If Savage wasn't straddling me, I'd launch straight to the ceiling. As is, I hold on for my life while my orgasm floods through me like a river after the dam brakes. A throaty groan from deep inside my chest escapes me, vibrating around Crank’s cock before he pulls away to give me space. Savage hisses as my fingernails dig into his legs, but I can't unclench my claws right now, not until this storm recedes. And with Poe fucking me through it, it might take a good long time.
Do I pass out? Maybe for a moment.
I've never come so hard. And Poe is still thrusting, but his strokes are slow now, languid, maintaining a holding pattern while I recover. Crank sits next to me, sliding his fist up and down his length, from the root to the tip, over and over, while he watches me. He smirks. “You looked like you needed to breathe.” He's not wrong. And Savage is on the other side, keeping himself ready, because we're nowhere near done yet.
“Rotate,” Savage declares, and Poe pulls out, leaving me feeling empty. He grins, and I already miss him. Then Savage rolls over on his back and holds his steel hard cock so it points straight up. “Get on,” he orders.
“I can tell you're the officer. So bossy,” I tease him, but I crawl over anyway, getting on top of him and putting myself right at his tip, rotating my hips until he’s trapped between my folds, but not inside. It’s so sensitive that I bite my lip to keep from moaning.
“You want bossy? Get on my fucking cock, kitten,” he growls, hands hard on my thighs.
The order sends a dirty little shiver down my spine. “Yes, sir.” I sink down, slowly, but surely, taking his length inside me. It's funny how they're all so big, but yet still feel so different. They rub me differently, touch different spots inside me. It's nice, and exciting and has me letting out a thick moan as my ass finally settles on his muscular thighs.
“That's so fucking good,” he moans, sliding his hands to my ass so he can help me move. I brace my hands against his chest while he starts rolling both of our hips, pressing us together and pulling us apart in a steady, sexy rhythm that keeps my nerves humming. We rock together, perfectly matched, grinding against each other until I start feeling the beginnings of another climax building, still just smoldering, but threatening to flare up any moment.
“Ready to find out if I was serious about two at the same time?” Crank asks behind me. He's got the bottle of lube Savage used on my breasts.
I swallow nervously. “I… I'm not sure? That sounds a little scary.”
“No one's gonna force you, let’s just see how it feels, okay? I'll go real fucking easy.” He pours a glob of lube onto his hand and then strokes it onto himself until his full length is glistening. “Slow and slippery is the name of the game,” he explains without missing a stroke.
This is well outside of any experience I've ever had, but everything they've done to me so far has felt good. Felt right. So why don't I at least try? My head bobs in little uncertain nods and my voice feels tiny. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Yeah.”
Savage stills my movement with his strong hands on my hips. “We know what we're doing. If it's ever too much, just fucking tell us, okay?”
“I know. I trust you.” I nod uncertainly again, then draw a sharp breath as Crank pours lube on me too. He rubs it into my skin with his fingers, sliding around my connection to Savage.
“Just relax, baby girl. I'm going slow.”
And then I feel his fingers stretching me wider, helped with lube. He pours more on, and I find myself adjusting faster than I thought. Holy crap, that feels weird. Not bad, but weird. But at the same time, fingertips are one thing, a whole other cock is totally different. More fingers, more gentle stretching. Savage is holding still, watching my face for discomfort. Then Crank lifts my hips off Savage, who reaches between us to hold his shaft steady.
Crank sucks in a quick breath as he pushes into me. “Are you ready?”
I guess I'm about to find out. “I think so?”
“Just relax,” he says in a gentle sigh, as he lowers me onto the tip of Savage and then pushes his own cock gently against my opening.
Savage cups my face with his free hand. “Breathe, kitten. Don’t overthink it.”
I nod, panting.
And then they’re in, not deep, but inside me. Both of them. God, can I do this?
Poe runs his hands over my back, like he's calming a wild animal. “You’re fucking hot, taking them like that. You're gonna be fine.”
Crank pushes, just a little at first, then a little harder when I don't complain. Everything is so slick and primed that it goes more easily than I expect. I feel the stretch as they sink a little deeper, and let out my first moan that's actual pleasure and not just nervousness. My fingers dig into Savage's chest and my toes curl. I try to relax, to let them both in, and then Crank's suddenly deeper, and I feel impossibly stretched. They hold me lightly so I can find the angle that’s easiest, and I whimper. It feels good. A confusing mash of pleasure-pain, of slick flesh against slick flesh, this impossible fullness that all comes together into a sensation that has me quivering between them.
And it's so freaking hot.
I feel owned. Taken. Like I belong to all of them. Or at least I'm about to, as Poe comes around to my front, stroking himself slowly, but waiting for me to be ready.
And then I sink lower and realize I’ve done it. They’re in. I've taken both of them inside me at once, and it's like nothing I've ever felt. So intense, so sexy, so overwhelming. And when they're pretty sure I'm okay, they start to move. I let out a desperate groan as waves of bliss wash over me, threatening to pull me down under and not let me back up. They start slow, give me time to adjust, but it's not long before they're carefully sliding in and out of me, taking their own pleasure as well.
They can’t go as fast, hard or deep as normal, but it’s enough. The sheer stretch and fullness more than makes up for it. I look up, and find Poe watching with dark, hungry eyes and his cock in his hands. I lick my lips and open for him, inviting him in. He's there immediately, his taste on my tongue, and then I'm truly taking all three at once.
It's surreal, indescribable, something that I never would've imagined was possible if they hadn't just shown me. And if I experienced a storm before, this is going to be a whole freaking tsunami. It starts in my core, swelling and swelling, until all I can sense is pleasure.
“Fuck!” Poe curses, and lets go, filling my mouth. I swallow all that I can until he falls away with a groan. He must've kept himself on edge the whole time.
Crank and Savage sink in all the way, both at once, their groans so deep and loud my body vibrates between them. And the moment I feel them swell and start filling me, I'm washed away with them. I close my eyes and see fireworks as orgasmic ripple after orgasmic ripple shoots through me, making me seize up and cling to them so I don't fall off. The strength of it pushes them both out in a slick flood, no room for so much inside with my inner muscles clenching so hard.
At this point, I could fall right off the whole earth and float away in a little cloud of bliss, still twitching as I come.
When we're finally breathing again, Crank rolls off me, and I roll off Savage and then we're all spread out on his bed, recovering.
“Wow,” I whisper.
“You can fucking say that again,” Poe says.
“Wow,” I whisper again.
“Dumbass,” Crank says with a laugh and swats my butt. “I’m the one with the stupid jokes.”
“Sorry, you’re going to have to share that position,” I tease.
“I’ll learn to live with it,” he replies glibly.
“See?” Poe says. “Of course we're not gonna let you go. We'd have to stop doing this.”
I don't even want to think about what's going to happen, but even though I'm a soggy mess, I'm tucked between the three men I trust most in this world to keep me safe. If they can't do it, it wasn't possible to begin with.
So despite the danger I'm in, I can't help but smile. Maybe this is going to work out after all.