53. Waverly
CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
WAVERLY
E very sensation is overwhelming to the point I don’t know where I end and they begin.
It’s too much and not enough all at once, and I’m struggling to breathe as they play my body like they’ve been doing it their whole lives.
Like they know me better than I know myself.
And hell, maybe they do. They’ve been following me for long enough, I guess it stands to reason that they would know things about me that I’ve not given much thought to or refused to acknowledge about myself.
Like the fact I’m naturally submissive.
Thinking back on it, it makes a lot of sense, and I have always defaulted to others where it was safe to, or where I felt I had to, but this is different.
Handing my mind and body to them comes as naturally as breathing.
“She’s ready,” Emmett tells his brother.
After he pressed a third finger into my ass and started working me with rough pumps, I gave into my body’s need to relax into the foreign sensations, and I haven’t looked back.
For the most part I’ve had Kade’s cock in my mouth, muffling my moans as I lap at him softly, and he seems to enjoy the feeling just as much as I do.
“Thank fuck,” Kade replies, carefully moving out from under me while I remain on my hands and knees at the edge of the bed.
I look over my shoulder just in time to watch as they both shuck the last of their clothing, and my jaw falls open at the sight.
Well, holy fuck.
Individually they’re beautiful. All hard lines and chiseled perfection.
But together? I don’t even think there’s a word in the English language to describe them because nothing that comes to mind fits.
Where Emmett is slightly leaner, but every bit as in shape, Kade is more muscular, with a few tattoos adorning his body that I didn’t notice during our romp in the alley behind the soup kitchen, and I make a note to myself to explore them later.
“Our girl looks like she’s ready to be fucked.” Emmett smirks.
“Oh, she definitely is. Look at her perfect pussy clenching around nothing. She’s desperate for our cocks.”
Fuck. I can’t handle his dirty talk. His degradation. His filthy words that have me like a puddle at his feet.
One may be my salvation, and the other my damnation.
“I want her ass,” Emmett tells him, and there’s something about the way they’re talking about me like I’m not even here that has me panting with need.
“Good, I wanted her cunt anyway,” Kade says and moves to the top of the bed.
He climbs into the middle of the mattress and leans against the shitty wooden headboard. I think I should probably be embarrassed about the two of them being in my apartment, but I’m too turned on to think about anything other than them fucking me.
“Come sit on my cock, baby,” Kade instructs, and I swallow at the sight of him stroking his hard length. He’s a little thicker than his brother and not quite as long, which explains why I thought he felt different in the alley but rationalized at the time that it was the position.
I crawl across the mattress, trying not to think about whether they like what they see. My boobs have always been smaller than I would like, even if they do match my frame, and my bones stick out a little too much from consistently being underweight from lack of nutrition and food in general my whole life.
But when I meet Kade’s eyes, they’re almost black with lust. His gaze moves over every inch of my body with hunger and need, and that’s what gives me the confidence to crawl over him until his cock is notched at my entrance and my hands rest on his shoulders for balance.
“Do you need our cocks, Waverly?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Beg for them,” he demands, and my cheeks heat immediately.
I can’t do that, can I?
“Come on, little whore, I know you can do it. I know you’re desperate for us to fuck you, desperate to feel us stretching you to your limits. All you have to do is beg, and we’ll give you everything you want.”
I bite down on the inside of my cheek to keep my mind from floating away at his dirty words. Fuck, these men have a power over me that I never imagined anyone would.
“Please fuck me,” I murmur softly, vaguely aware of the bed shifting beneath us as Emmett moves into place behind me. “I need your cocks so badly. I need you to fuck me, to make me come, to make me your dirty whore.”
The mutual groans that fill the room are almost my undoing, but I force myself to hold Kade’s eyes. “Please, Sir,” I add for good measure.
“Fuck, you’re perfect.” He cups my cheek in his hand and brushes his thumb across the soft skin there. “Sit on my cock, baby.”
I take a steadying breath and lower myself onto his length, a strangled sob escaping me as I take all of him in, reveling in the burn of him stretching me.
Kade’s hands fall to the globes of my ass, and he helps me rise and fall a few times, both of us desperate for our releases, even if we’re not there yet.
His lips press to the shell of my ear. “Emmett’s going to fuck your ass in a second, baby girl. At first it’s going to hurt, and your first instinct is going to be to push against the feeling. Don’t. Let us take care of you. Let us show you how fucking good it can be.”
I nod, dropping my forehead to his shoulder and dragging in a calming breath. “Yes, Sir.”
“Once you’re taking both of us, you’ll be allowed to come. Okay?”
“I understand, Sir.” The promise of the orgasm I’ve been riding the edge of since they first started touching me is all I need to allow my body to relax into his, and the sound he makes in the back of his throat is all the evidence I need that he’s pleased by my surrender.
Emmett’s body rests against my back as the two of them work to position my hips how they need me, and I’m nothing more than putty in their hands.
Kade wraps his arm around my shoulders and kisses down my throat until his lips press to where my neck and shoulder meet. “Hold on, baby girl.”
I take a deep breath and surrender my body to them, forcing every muscle to release.
Emmett’s cock notches against my puckered hole, and a shiver of need vibrates through me as my pussy clenches around Kade, who groans against my skin.
“Hurry the fuck up, Emmett. Her pussy is desperate to milk me.”
Emmett chuckles as his hands stroke gently down my spine, telling me without words that I’m okay and I’m safe with them, before he presses forward slowly.
I bite down on Kade’s chest to stop myself from moving or screaming at the intense stretch of Emmett entering me. He felt big inside my pussy, but right now he feels fucking huge, and I don’t know how I’m supposed to take him with Kade inside me as well.
Tears well in my eyes at the intensity, and I bury my face in Kade’s throat to ground myself, causing him to hold me tighter against his chest.
“You’re okay, baby girl,” he murmurs. “You can take it. You’ve been such a good girl for us, I know you can take it.”
His praise is different from his brother’s but is just as intoxicating as his words settle over me, allowing me to relax into him.
“That’s it, you’re doing so good taking us both,” Emmett adds. “When you’re ready, I want you to push back into me. Okay?”
I nod against Kade but can’t find the words to reply, and they seem okay with that for now.
Some of the burn begins to fade, but I still feel too full as I struggle to get a hold of my breathing.
“Color, baby?” Kade asks.
“Green,” I reply without thought. I’m not in any real pain. I don’t want them to stop. I don’t even want them to slow down. I want this. I just have to make my body surrender the way my mind has.
I’m not sure how much time passes, but I manage to regulate my breathing enough that I’m not at risk of passing out and get control of my body enough to gently push myself back toward Emmett the way he told me to.
Both men groan at the movement, and their grip on my body tightens at the friction.
“Holy fucking shit,” Kade groans. “You’re so tight like this, Waverly.”
“You’re telling me,” Emmett grits through clenched teeth. “I want this to last, but your ass is so fucking tight and warm.”
“Better make our girl come then, huh, brother?”
I don’t need to see Emmett to know he likes the idea of that, and then they’re moving in perfect unison.
It might be a twin thing, being able to communicate without saying a word, but somehow, they fall into a rhythm that has my entire body singing and the release I’ve been desperate for all night careening toward me.
“I need to come,” I cry out. “Please, fuck, please let me come.”
“Just a little longer, baby,” Kade grunts. “I want you to come with us.”
“I can’t hold it,” I sob, tears falling against my cheeks.
Every nerve ending fires, and I can’t decipher pleasure from pain anymore. It all melds together into this perfect sensation I didn’t know existed.
“You ready?” Emmett asks.
“Like you wouldn’t believe,” Kade responds, his arms tightening around my shoulders as his thrusts become erratic.
“Come for us, Little Temptress. Come all over our cocks,” Emmett commands, and I’m flying over the edge before I can take my next breath.
A strangled scream tears from somewhere deep inside me as my vision blurs and my body convulses beneath the weight of the pleasure washing over me, and I give in to it.
I allow it to drag me under until I’m nothing but a writhing, crying mess, trusting the men I’m sandwiched between to take care of me as I surrender to them completely.
And it’s the most peace I’ve ever felt in my life.