Chapter 1 #2
Four hands on me. I’ve imagined this, fantasized about it, but the reality is more than I’m prepared for.
Every touch from a different direction, and I can’t predict who will touch me where.
Leo’s mouth is hot on my breast while Dane’s hands explore with that measured patience, mapping every rib, every curve, every shiver.
My head falls back against Dane’s shoulder, and I close my eyes, soaking in the pleasure.
I might actually die. What a way to go.
Leo releases my nipple and nods toward the mattress. “On the bed, lass. Hands and knees.”
I obey without hesitation, crawling onto the bed and positioning myself in the center. The sheets are cool against my palms and knees, and I can feel both of them watching me. The air behind me shifts as someone moves closer.
Dane’s hand traces down my spine, and I arch into the touch. “So responsive,” he says quietly, and I hear the click of a belt being undone.
Leo appears in front of me, already shirtless, working the button of his pants. When he frees his cock, my mouth waters at the familiar sight of him, thick and hard and straining toward me.
He kneels in front of me. “Open.”
I part my lips eagerly, and he slides into my mouth.
I groan around him as the salty taste of pre-cum hits my tongue.
His hand slides through my hair, holding firm and guiding me as I take him deeper.
Behind me, Dane’s fingers trace through my wetness, and the dual sensation, mouth full of Leo and Dane’s fingers exploring my pussy, makes me dizzy.
I’m soaked. My inner thighs are slippery, and I can hear how wet I am when Dane’s fingers slide through my folds. There’s no hiding it, and I don’t even care.
“Christ, she’s dripping.” Dane’s voice is rougher than before, and hearing that clinical composure crack sends a thrill through me. His fingers circle my clit slowly, and I push my hips backward instinctively, chasing the pleasure.
“My greedy little lass has been desperate for this. Haven’t you, pet?” Leo says, his Scottish accent thickening as I swirl my tongue beneath the head of his cock.
I moan around him in agreement, and the vibration makes him groan. His fingers tighten in my hair.
Behind me, Dane pushes two fingers inside my pussy, and the pleasurable stretch makes me gasp around Leo’s cock. Dane’s fingers are longer than Leo’s, reaching deeper, and he curls them against my front wall with an accuracy that makes sparks burst behind my eyes.
“There.” Dane’s thumb presses against my clit while his fingers work inside me. “Right there.”
I’m caught between them, rocking forward onto Leo’s cock and then backward onto Dane’s fingers, and the rhythm builds quickly. The wet sounds of my mouth on Leo and my pussy around Dane fill the room, and I feel like the most wanton, filthy creature alive. I’m loving every second of it.
Leo pulls out of my mouth, and I whimper. He tips my chin up to look at him, and his eyes are wild. “You ready for more, sweet girl?”
“Yes,” I pant, licking my swollen lips. “Please. I need more.”
Leo and Dane exchange a look over my head. Something passes between them, shorthand from decades of friendship, and then they move in unison. Dane withdraws his fingers, and I hear the rustle of clothing. Leo circles behind me while Dane comes around to the side of the bed.
When Dane stands naked before me, I get my first real look at him.
He’s lean where Leo is broad, his chest covered in a dusting of dark hair that trails down a flat stomach.
His cock makes my eyes go wide. Long and thick, with a slight curve and veins running along the shaft. The swollen pink head glistens.
“Suck him, lass.” Leo’s command comes from behind me, and he squeezes my ass possessively. “Show Dane how talented that pretty mouth is.”
Dane climbs onto the bed, and when I wrap my hand around his shaft, he sucks in a breath through his teeth. His cock is warm in my grip, and I can feel his pulse against my palm. I look up at him as I lean forward and run my tongue along the underside from base to tip.
His jaw clenches. The control is still there, but I’m affecting him. His hand comes to rest on the top of my head, but he’s not guiding me. He’s letting me set the pace. Suddenly, I’m determined to break his restraint.
I engulf his cock with my mouth, opening wide to accommodate his girth.
The sound he makes—a controlled exhale through his nose—makes me clench.
He tastes different from Leo, a stronger musk that isn’t unpleasant.
The novelty of having someone new in my mouth while Leo watches sends an illicit thrill racing through me.
Behind me, Leo pushes his cock into my pussy in one firm thrust, and I cry out around Dane, eyes squeezing shut as Leo fills me up. The stretch is familiar and perfect, and he doesn’t wait, setting a deep, steady rhythm that rocks me forward onto Dane’s cock with each stroke.
“That’s it, lass.” Leo’s voice is rough with pleasure. “Such a good girl, letting us use her from both ends.”
The words dissolve something inside me. I’m being fucked by one man while sucking another, and all I feel is something right that makes my eyes sting.
The girl who showed up to that Halloween party in a Queen of Hearts costume would never have believed this.
But I’m not her anymore. Leo saw something in me that night, and he’s spent weeks coaxing it to the surface.
I relax my throat and take Dane deeper, moaning as Leo’s cock hits that perfect angle inside me. Leo grasps my hips, his pace increasing, and Dane’s fingers tighten slightly in my hair, a small crack in his control that makes me burn.
“She feels incredible.” Leo’s groan vibrates through me. “This tight, wet pussy was made for my cock. Going to fill you up, sweet lass. Fill this greedy little pussy until my seed takes root.”
The words hit me somewhere primal and unexpected, and I imagine this is my life forever. Leo fucking me and filling me. I suddenly see a future someday where I’m round with his baby. I whimper as the image sends a ripple of pleasure from my fingertips to my toes.
Holy hell, I should not find that as hot as I do.
My pussy clamps down on him so hard that he groans and digs his fingers into my hips.
“Fuck, you liked that.” Leo sounds almost surprised. “My lass likes the thought of being bred.”
I can’t answer with Dane in my mouth, but my moans say enough. Dane’s eyes sharpen, watching my reaction. His thumb sweeps across my cheekbone, and the tenderness of that gesture while I’m being railed from behind makes my chest ache.
Leo’s pace turns punishing, and the force of his thrusts pushes me forward each time.
Dane matches the rhythm, rocking gently into my mouth while he caresses my cheek.
The contrast between them, Leo’s rough urgency and Dane’s patience, scrambles my thoughts until all that’s left is pleasure and surrender.
“She’s close,” Dane says, and I don’t know how he can tell, but he’s right. My thighs are shaking, my core winding more tightly with every thrust, the pressure building toward a massive orgasm.
“Aye, she is.” Leo pulls back and slams deep. “Come for us, lass. Come on my cock while Dane watches.”
The permission breaks the dam. My orgasm crashes through me, and I cry out around Dane’s cock as pleasure rips through every nerve. My pussy clenches around Leo in rhythmic spasms, and I hear him curse through the roaring in my ears.
Dane eases out of my mouth, and I collapse forward onto my forearms, gasping and trembling.
Leo is still inside me, grinding deep as my walls flutter around him, and then he buries himself to the hilt and groans as he comes.
The hot pulse of him filling me draws out another wave of aftershocks, and I whimper into the sheets as my body shudders.
“Good girl.” Leo’s hand strokes down my spine, soothing even as his cock twitches inside me. “That’s my perfect lass.”
He withdraws slowly, and I feel his cum and my own wetness slip down my inner thigh. I’m trembling so hard my arms can barely hold me up. But the ride isn’t over. Dane hasn’t come.
When I look up at him, the hunger in his eyes makes my spent body spark back to life. I can tell his control is hanging by a thread. The raw want on his face makes my pussy clench around nothing.
“Your turn,” I manage, surprised I can even form words.
Dane’s hand cups my jaw. “Lie on your back.”
I roll over on shaky limbs. My skin is flushed and damp, and the cool sheets feel like silk against my overheated body. Dane positions himself between my thighs, and I feel the blunt head of his cock press against my entrance. He’s bigger than Leo, and my pussy is already sensitive and swollen.
“Look at me,” he says.
I meet his eyes, and he pushes in. The stretch is intense, a slow, relentless slide that forces my body to open around him inch by inch.
I gasp, fingers twisting in the sheets, as he fills me deeper than I’ve ever been filled.
It takes forever. He’s so thick that every nerve ending fires, and I can feel every ridge and vein against my oversensitized walls.
Oh god. Oh my god.
“You’re so…holy hell.” My eyes are watering from the fullness, and my pussy flutters around him. I’m stretched so wide it borders on too much, that knife-edge between pain and pleasure where my body can’t decide which way to fall.
“Breathe.” He pauses when he’s completely inside me, letting me adjust. Leo is watching from beside the bed, his hand on my thigh, his thumb rubbing slow circles that keep me grounded.
My body adjusts, the stretch easing into a deep, throbbing fullness. Every micro-movement sends sparks through my oversensitive walls, and I’m making tiny peeps of pleasure as my body tries to figure out how to take all of him.
When he can tell I’m ready, he pulls out almost all the way before pushing back in slowly.
The drag of his cock against my sensitive flesh makes me arch off the bed in pleasure.
He finds a rhythm that’s nothing like Leo’s.
Where Leo fucks with fire and force, Dane fucks with intention.
Every stroke is designed to hit exactly where it needs to.
My mouth falls open, but no sound comes out as my mind is wiped clean of all thoughts.
Leo settles beside me on the bed, his hand finding my breast. He pinches my nipple while Dane fucks me. The combination of familiar and new is so overwhelming that tears prick at my eyes.
“How does he feel, pet?” Leo’s voice is a rough whisper near my ear.
“Big,” I gasp, arching into Dane’s next thrust. “Different. Oh god, so good.”
“That’s it.” Leo’s mouth finds my neck, sucking and nipping while Dane’s pace increases. “My sweet lass, taking everything we give her.”
Leo’s mouth on my neck and Dane’s cock inside me and Leo’s fingers on my nipple. It’s sensory overload, and my brain gives up trying to process it and just lets my body take over.
Dane leans down, and his mouth captures mine. He kisses me deep while he fucks me deep, his tongue sliding against mine as his cock fills me completely. The kiss is all-consuming, and I go wild, rocking against him while Leo rolls my nipple.
When Dane pulls away, his composure has finally cracked. His jaw is tight, and his eyes are blazing with lust.
“Come for me, Alice.” His voice is rough with the effort of restraint, and hearing that control slip makes me clench around him. “I want to feel you.”
He speeds up his thrusts, and I fly apart.
My second orgasm tears through me, and I cry out as my walls grip him in pulsing waves.
Dane’s rhythm breaks, and he slams into me as I drag him over the edge with me.
He buries his cock deep and groans, a raw, guttural sound that’s the most uncontrolled thing I’ve heard from him, as he unloads ropes of cum deep inside me.
He relaxes over me, and for a long moment, neither of us moves. My chest heaves, my body thrumming with residual pleasure. When Dane finally looks into my eyes, something unguarded crosses his face before he shuts it down.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs and kisses me softly.
He pulls out carefully, and I wince at the emptiness. Between the two of them, I’m thoroughly used and trembling while their cum trickles out of me. The thought makes me flush with a satisfaction that surprises me.
My body is humming. Floating. Every muscle feels like it’s been dissolved and remade from warm honey. I got my wish and was fucked by two men. My thighs are sticky, and I feel absolutely, gloriously wrecked.
My brain is still trying to catch up with the rest of me. If this is what asking for what you want gets you, I’m never holding back again.
Leo gets up and disappears into the bathroom. I hear water running, and he returns with a warm washcloth. He cleans me up with care, murmuring praise between gentle passes.
Dane sits beside me and strokes the damp hair away from my face, his touch lighter than Leo’s but no less attentive.
They’ve fallen into a rhythm like they’ve rehearsed it, and warmth blooms in my chest. Three months ago, I was scrambling for deposit money for a new apartment.
Now I’m being tended by two men in a house that’s started to feel like mine.
“You did beautifully,” Dane says, and the sincerity in his voice makes my eyes sting.
Leo finishes cleaning me and pulls the comforter down. “In you get, lass.”
I crawl under the covers on limbs that feel like jelly.
Leo slides in on my left, his chest against my spine, his arm wrapping around my waist and pulling me close.
The scent of oranges and sex surrounds me.
His fingers toy with a strand of my blonde hair, winding it around his knuckle the way he does when he’s settling in for the night.
Then the mattress dips on my right as Dane settles beside me, his hand resting on my hip, his warmth a steady presence along my side.
I’m tucked between two men who just fucked me silly, and I’ve never felt more whole.
“Thank you,” I whisper, already drifting. “Both of you.”
Leo’s lips brush the nape of my neck. “Merry Christmas, sweet girl.” His accent is thick and drowsy, and the reminder that it’s Christmas Eve, that this is how I’m spending it, makes me smile so wide my cheeks ache.
On my other side, Dane’s thumb traces slow circles on my hip. He doesn’t say anything, but the way his hand lingers tells me he’s not leaving the bed tonight. Or at least, I hope he’s not.
Warm and safe. Held from both sides. I’m already thinking about tomorrow and what else they might do to me.
My dreams are going to be very, very good tonight.