Chapter 5
The next day is almost normal until after dinner, when they finally drag me to the bedroom.
Now we’re in bed, and I’m a ball of nerves and lust. Leo’s naked and on his back, one arm behind his head, watching me with that lazy half-smile that makes a thrill run through me, straight to my clit.
Dane’s beside us, propped on one elbow, his free hand stroking the curve of my waist. I’m sitting between them in nothing but the flush creeping down my chest. I’m desperate for them to fuck me.
“You’re trembling, lass.” Leo smiles indulgently. “Tell us what you need.”
We all know why we’re here, but they want me to say it.
“I want both of you. At the same time.”
There it is. Out loud.
I wait for the panic, but it doesn’t come. There’s only Leo’s warm gaze and Dane’s hand on me and the certainty I didn’t expect. We really are doing this, and I want it.
“Come here, my pet.” Leo reaches for me and guides me over him. “Straddle me.”
I swing my leg over and settle onto his thighs. His cock is hard against my stomach, and I’m so wet that I’m already making a mess of him. He slides his hand up to grasp my hips and gives me a reassuring smile.
“Now ride me. Take your time. We’re not going anywhere.”
I rise up on my knees and reach between us, wrapping my fingers around his cock and lining him up. The head nudges my entrance, and there’s no resistance as I sink down slowly. We both groan as he fills me inch by inch until he’s buried all the way inside me.
No matter how many times Leo fucks me, that first stretch lights me up from the inside.
I press my palms flat against his chest and start to roll my hips in slow, shallow circles.
As the ridge of his cock drags against my walls, it’s massaging a pleasant spot repeatedly. I might come quickly at this pace.
“Fuck.” His grasp tightens on my hips. “You feel incredible.”
I ride him slowly in a slick glide as the tension builds. He moves his hands up to cup my breasts and roll my nipples between his fingers. When he pinches them harder, I moan in pleasure.
He growls, “Ride me, sweet girl. Get yourself worked up for us.”
For us. Both of them.
My pussy clenches around his cock, and he hisses through his teeth. I lean forward and rock my hips faster. The angle is perfect. His cock hits deep, and my clit grinds against his pelvis on every downstroke. Pleasure builds in slow, heavy waves.
Behind me, the mattress dips, and Dane’s hand settles on my lower back.
“Are you sure you want this?” Dane asks in that rough tone I’ve started craving the same way I crave Leo’s growl.
“Yes,” I’m panting as I start bouncing on Leo’s cock. “Fuck my ass. Do it!”
“Good girl,” he responds, and my brain goes fuzzy.
Fuck. I’m such a sucker for their praise. My pussy clenches hard around Leo’s cock, and I whimper, grinding down against him as I become lost in the pleasure.
I vaguely hear Dane opening a bottle of lube, and then his slick fingers trace down the cleft of my ass. I shiver as he circles my hole patiently. He’s not pushing in and just getting me used to the sensation while I ride Leo’s cock.
“Keep going, lass.” Leo’s voice is strained. His hips rock up to meet mine, and the dual sensation of him filling my pussy while Dane’s finger teases my ass makes my head swim. “Let him open you up. You’re going to take us both so fucking well.”
Holy hell.
I’ve fantasized about this in the shower. Pressed my thighs together under the dinner table when they both looked at me with lust. But thinking about it and actually being here, spread open on top of Leo while Dane plans to fuck my ass? Very, very different things.
When Dane eases one finger inside, I gasp and stop moving. The stretch burns, but it melts into a pleasure that makes me moan.
“Keep riding him,” Dane says against my shoulder. “Don’t stop.”
I start rocking again. The motion pushes back against Dane’s finger and forward onto Leo’s cock, and fuck, it’s a lot. I drop my forehead to Leo’s chest.
“Breathe, lass.” Leo strokes my hair. “Push against him.”
Dane adds a second finger, and I gasp. He crooks them, and I need him to fuck me.
He adds a third finger and the stretch is intense now. Dane scissors them gently, working me open and getting me nice and lubed up while I rock on Leo’s cock. Every movement sends shockwaves through me as sparks of pleasure ripple up my spine.
“You ready?” Dane asks, and all I can do is moan out, “Yes.”
I’m so damn ready. Hell, I’m ready for everything, even things I haven’t thought of yet. These two guys could do whatever they wanted to me, and I would just beg for more.
“I’m going to go slow,” Dane says. He pulls his fingers free, and I whimper at the sudden emptiness. He caresses my spine in soothing circles. “You say yellow, I slow down. You say red, everything stops.”
“Okay. I trust you,” I pant out as I rock on Leo’s cock.
“Lean forward flat against his chest,” Dane commands.
I press my breasts against Leo’s warm skin, and he wraps his arms around me. His cock inside me is at a new angle, and I moan softly from the pleasure of his small movements.
The lubed-up tip of Dane’s cock probes my ass, and my breath catches. Oh god. Here we go.
“Look at me,” Leo says. His hand cups my jaw, tilting my face up.
His hazel gaze locks onto mine, and I smile softly at him. I’ve had his cock inside my ass before, so it’s not like this is my first anal experience, but I’ve never had two guys at once like this.
The pressure from Dane increases, and I tense up, suddenly very aware of how big Dane’s cock is. Wait, wait…why did I think this was a good idea?
I’m two seconds from freaking out, and Leo traces my cheekbone with his thumb. “Breathe, lass. We’ll make this good for you, I promise.”
I exhale, and the love shining in Leo’s eyes soothes me as Dane sinks into my ass.
Holy. Fucking. Hell.
The ridge of Dane’s cock slides past the tight ring of muscle while Leo pulses thick and heavy in my pussy.
For a second, my brain blips out. It’s not exactly painful, but it’s a fullness so far beyond anything I’ve ever experienced that my body doesn’t have a category for it.
He stretches me out, pinging every nerve ending deep inside.
My pussy flutters, and I have a wild impulse to start rocking.
Dane pushes deeper, one careful inch at a time. Leo talks me through it. “You’re doing so well, lass. So fucking good.”
I focus on his voice and the building pleasure as I adjust to two cocks inside me.
When Dane bottoms out, he holds still and his voice is gruff. “Fuck, you’re tight. You still good?”
“Yes,” I mewl out, giving an experimental wiggle that makes me gasp in pleasure.
Oh my god.
I’m so full I can barely breathe. My pussy clenches, and Dane groans, low and rough, as Leo’s hips jerk beneath me. The dual pleasure makes my eyes roll.
“Oh god, oh god, oh fuck!” My voice is so crazed it doesn’t sound like mine.
“So good,” Dane says, and I feel Leo shudder beneath me.
They move together in an alternating rhythm, and waves of bliss roll through me. They’re too coordinated, and it’s suddenly clear this isn’t their first time. These men have lived a lifetime more than me, and I get to benefit.
Leo grunts, “You feel so good, pet, we might just keep fucking you all night,” as he rocks up into me.
Dane pulls back—one filling me as the other retreats—and every coherent thought in my head evaporates.
The world narrows to just this moment and the unrelenting fullness from their cocks.
Each stroke is better than the last, and my toes curl as the pleasure builds.
It’s a never-ending wave of pleasure from both sides.
I’m chanting, “Oh god,” as they fuck me, and I close my eyes and let the ecstasy wash over me.
This is a pleasure beyond anything I imagined. Is this what people mean by a religious experience? Because I think I’m seeing God.
“So fucking beautiful,” Dane groans as he fucks me in a steady rhythm, but his ragged tone tells me he’s not in as much control as he seems. “You have no idea how gorgeous you look right now.”
And I believe him. I’m gorgeous and powerful, taking two men more than twice my age. They’re doing this for me because I asked them. They won’t do anything I don’t like, and if I tell them to, they’ll stop. I’ve never felt more in control than I do in this moment.
I feel myself opening up and surrendering to the experience. This is me. Who I really am. And I’m glorious.
I rock between them, making them both groan as pleasure swirls in my core. The building ecstasy drives me closer and closer to the brink.
Leo’s pace picks up as he flexes his hips upwards more quickly, hitting deeper and forcing Dane’s cock deeper into my ass.
He slides his hand down and circles my clit, and I moan loudly as he creates electric jolts of bliss in my core.
My body jerks between them, and the pleasure builds so fast it scares me.
“Going to fill this pussy up,” Leo groans. “Both of us, lass. Going to fill you until you’re dripping with it. Until it takes.”
Fuuuuck.
The breeding talk. Every single time he does it, I want more. I want it in a way that should scare me but doesn’t. Not when every part of me is screaming yes.
I’m such a goner for them. Completely, utterly done for.
Dane shifts his angle and hits a wonderful spot that makes me cry out as my body trembles with my impending release.
Then they’re both moving faster, their rhythm breaking down as they chase their pleasure.
The wet sounds of our fucking fill the room as Leo rubs my clit with every thrust. I’m right on the edge, wound so tightly I’m going to snap any second.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I chant, unable to do anything but rock between them and take their cocks.
“Time to come for us so we can fill these holes,” Dane says, and the filthiness of his words and the image of cum rushing out of both holes shocks me into coming.
I explode, and the orgasm rips through me like wildfire. My mind is a swirl of colors as ecstasy floods through me. My pussy quivers around Leo’s cock, and my ass clenches around Dane as the bliss continues to spike. The pleasure is so intense I slip into a trance.
And then I’m floating.
Subspace. I know it by now. I let myself sink without fighting. Leo swears in broken syllables, his hips snapping up into me as he paints my inner walls with cum. Dane roars out as he spills thick ropes of cum deep inside my ass.
I’m stuffed full of their cum. Claimed.
I’m floating high as a kite with joy. In the fuzzy warmth, the thought of a baby surfaces, and this time, I don’t push it away.
This time, there’s a baby with Leo’s hazel eyes learning to walk across the kitchen floor while he sings off-key.
Another kid with Dane’s dark intensity, tucked against my chest while Dane reads to us.
A house full of noise and laughter and these two men who chose me.
I want it so badly, I ache. Who even am I right now? Who cares?
I almost giggle. I’m floating in a place where time doesn’t matter, and I don’t know how long I’m slumped against Leo.
When I come to slowly, Leo’s softening inside me. Dane has already pulled out, and I can feel cum leaking out of both holes. Yep, this is dirty and wonderful.
Dane stretches out next to us, and he strokes my hair, brushing away tears I didn’t even know were falling.
“You’re amazing,” Dane says softly while Leo kisses my head and adds, “Hey, lass. We’ve got you.”
I can’t speak. I can only cry. I’m a mess. A happy, thoroughly fucked mess, but somehow, this feels like the best version of me yet.
They snuggle close and hold me as the tears slow.
That’s enough.
The bath is Leo’s idea. He runs the water while Dane carries me, and I don’t even have the energy to be embarrassed about being scooped up like I weigh nothing.
Dane lowers me into the warm water, and I hiss as it hits oversensitive skin.
The warmth quickly makes me melt as the heat seeps into my aching muscles.
Leo climbs in behind me, and I lean against his chest. Dane sits on the edge of the massive tub and washes me with the same careful attention he brings to everything.
He doesn’t seem to miss a single spot, and a small part of me feels like I should be embarrassed when the washcloth is between my legs, but being taken care of like this has turned me into a puddle of goo.
I don’t think I could complain about a single thing right now.
“You were incredible,” Leo says against my hair. “So brave, lass. So perfect.”
“How are you feeling?” Dane asks, draping a second warm washcloth across my neck.
“Sore.” I manage a shaky smile. “The good kind.”
Dane checks me over, but everything is exactly right. I’m a little tender, used. But cared for. I’m probably going to still feel them tomorrow, but I don’t even care.
I press my thighs together under the water because even that thought sends heat through me. Thoroughly fucked and already thinking about next time. Yep. That’s me.
Leo’s fingers find mine and squeeze. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”
I think about the babies I imagined in subspace. Before Halloween, I was eating ramen for the third night in a row, wondering if I’d ever belong anywhere. Now I’m in a bathtub with two men who just worshipped every inch of me. The future I keep glimpsing doesn’t feel so far-fetched anymore.
It feels like something I could actually have.
“I’m happy,” I say. And then, because it isn’t big enough, “I’m home.”
Leo’s arms tighten around me as he kisses the top of my head.
Dane lifts my hand from the water and kisses my knuckles. His eyes are bright with emotion when he looks at me.
Yeah. Home. That’s what this is.
After the bath, Leo wraps me in a warm towel and sits me on the edge of the bed. Dane finds the wide-toothed comb and settles behind me. Leo takes my feet into his lap and rubs lotion into them until I’m practically purring. Dane untangles my wet hair with slow, careful strokes.
I might be the most spoiled woman on the planet. I’m not even going to pretend I don’t love it. By the time they’re done, I’m boneless. Swaying where I sit.
“Come here.” Leo pulls the covers aside and slides in, opening his arms.
I curl against him with my head on his chest. The mattress dips as Dane climbs in on my other side. His arm drapes over my waist so his fingers rest against Leo’s ribs. We fit together like we’ve been doing this for years.
“Dane?” I murmur, already half asleep.
“Mmm?”
“Thank you for making me feel safe.”
His lips press against my neck. “Always.”
Leo rubs my back, slowly. “Sleep, lass. We’re right here.”
A soft joy makes me smile, and the last thought I have before sleep takes me is that I want this. Not just tonight. Whatever it costs. Whatever terrifying conversations have to happen next. I want all of it.
Go big or go home, right?
Good thing I’m already home.