Chapter 29 Violet #2
Levi’s pubic bone hit my clit so perfectly it was impossible to keep from crying out.
When they both pushed inside me at the same time, the feeling of fullness splintered my brain.
It traveled down my neck, taking hold of my pulse, my nipples, my pussy.
I spasmed around them both, crying out into the quiet room, unable to keep in my release another moment.
I bit down on Levi’s shoulder, not wanting to wake the entire hotel floor, or the cat, with my shouts, but my body was on fire, electric, joined so perfectly with the two of them that nothing had ever felt like this.
X came with a shout no quieter than mine. His lips drew patterns on the back of my neck, and he alternated between whispering how good I was, how much he wanted me, how my body was perfect for his in every way, and that he loved me.
I couldn’t say any of it back. I was too breathless. Too full. Too consumed by them to make any coherent sense.
But I hoped he knew it too, in the way my body moved with his, the way I reached back for him, holding him tight against me, and the way I twisted my head back, needing to claim his lips.
His hips slowed, but he didn’t pull out. His dick stayed warm inside me, the occasional kick and pulse of my body sending shivers of pleasure through his.
Levi fucked me slow and steady, every press of his hips deliberate and sweet.
He was holding back. My pussy fluttered around him on every thrust, aftershocks from the orgasm I couldn’t control.
“Whip,” Levi groaned, reaching back for the other man. “Need you inside me.”
I moaned, just the words, the thought of them fucking while Levi was still in me so hot I couldn’t keep the thought to myself.
Whip hesitated though. “You sure? We don’t have any lube.”
Levi pulled out of me and guided Whip’s hand over his hip to my pussy. “Feel her. She’s drenched.”
Whip slipped two fingers inside me.
Levi got greedy and pushed his cock inside as well.
“Oh!” I shouted, stretched in a new way, but one that was so deliciously perfect.
Whip’s fingers all up on my G-spot, hitting it in a way Levi’s dick alone couldn’t.
I grabbed Whip’s hand, me suddenly the greedy one who wanted him for herself.
I held him there, riding the combination of his hand and Levi’s dick, writhing, searching out that perfect place that would send me over the edge again.
I came hard, my clit so incredibly sensitive but the orgasm building somewhere deeper than that, milked out of me by the combination of the two of them.
I jerked, crying out their names, begging them for more and less all at once because it was too much but so right.
It wasn’t until I was limp and only hanging on because I was so tightly wedged between Levi and X that Whip removed his fingers.
I mourned the loss of him, but my body quickly adjusted, and Levi was still buried deep inside me, just grinding on me, breathing hard, waiting for Whip.
“Fuck, Levi,” Whip groaned. “You’re so tight. You need to relax. Kiss her.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. Levi stole my lips, licking inside my mouth, devouring me.
I grabbed his hip, holding him to me, vaguely aware of Whip working his body from behind.
Levi froze, but then slowly began to move again. His breaths changed, until they were moans.
“Fuck.” He twisted back to Whip. “What are you doing to me?”
Whip chuckled. “Feel good?”
Levi’s answering moan and the way he rolled his hips to take more of Whip’s slick fingers was all the answer he needed.
“Want you,” Levi whispered.
My heart squeezed, watching the two of them together. Watching them open up to each other and being vulnerable. It was sweet and sexy all at once.
X had pulled out of me, completely spent, and Levi took the opportunity to roll me onto my back. I opened my legs wide for him, and he kissed me again, my lips, my cheeks, my throat.
His knees sank into the mattress, and he braced his weight on his forearms.
Whip fit himself in behind Levi, hooking an arm around his midsection and dragging his lips down his spine.
I reached up a hand from beneath Levis arm, and Whip linked his fingers through mine, his gaze holding mine, Levi between us.
It was me he watched when he pushed inside Levi. But it was Levi we both listened for. Whip held still, letting his body adjust, but Levi buried his face in my neck, breathing heavily.
“Fuck.” His pleasure was evident in the tremors that shook his body. “I need to come.”
I met his thrusts. Whip matched him, both of us centered on Levi and making this as good for him as possible.
But it was good for me too. So freaking good.
My entire body felt alive, every nerve ending sparking, their noises of pleasure only fueling me on.
Whip picked up the pace, his weight driving Levi down onto me, but it wasn’t too much.
It was just right, the feel of them moving together, knowing all three of us were joined.
Whip squeezed my fingers and shouted my name. He came hard, and Levi followed right after.
I’d already come so many times and was so full of sensation I was lost to whether I had a third orgasm or not. It didn’t matter, every second was pleasure, every moment was perfect.
Whip eventually flopped over onto the other side of the mattress.
Levi collapsed down on top of me and whispered sweet but dirty things in my ear, promising he was going to do this every night for the rest of our lives if I would only let him.
I imagined at some point, when we were old and married, I might not want to do this every night.
But right now, with the way the three of them had made me feel, I wanted to quit my job and do this all day and all night for eternity.
I had no experience, outside the three of them.
But I couldn’t see how any other man could love me or touch me the way they did.
There was no better than this. There was nothing more than the three of them and the way I loved them all.
They were the family I’d never had but always wanted.
They were the love and the care I’d craved but never received.
They were men who saw me for who I was, fat lumps and imperfections, and still loved and desired me anyway.
The realization took my breath away.
“Whip,” I whispered, twisting my head to the side so I could see him.
Levi’s head was buried on the other side of my neck, and I wasn’t sure if he was asleep or just so exhausted his body had slowed right down to look like it. From the bathroom came the sound of running water, and I knew X had to be in there cleaning up.
Whip opened an eye. “Yeah, sweetheart?”
I shifted just enough beneath Levi that I could kiss Whip’s mouth. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” He responded so quickly, with no fanfare, it was like the words had been sitting on his lips for the longest time, he’d just been waiting for me to realize.
I smiled softly at that.
And finally let sleep pull me under, safe and surrounded by three men I had no idea how I’d ever existed without.