Chapter 25
Quinn
I didn’t know what to say. I was damn near exhausted. The fucking vibrator attached to my clit was driving me insane. I lost count of how many orgasms I had since he put it on. Taven fucking me in the back door had caused me to cum at least twice. And Keith wanted to join in.
Swallowing hard, I nodded, and that was all the incentive he needed to drop his pants. He had to bend his knees to get on our level, but his body pressed against mine, and I felt the slide of his cock in my pussy. I squeaked out a moan. It was slightly painful but blissful at the same time. How could having two cocks inside feel so good?
“God damn, her pussy is so tight right now,” Keith growled.
“You made her ass tighter for me, too,” moaned Taven.
“I think I feel your cock rubbing against mine.”
I couldn’t speak as Keith stared intently into my eyes. He leaned in. When his lips were only inches from mine, he moved his head and locked lips with Taven, who had his head resting on my shoulder. I turned, watching them with a slightly open jaw. It wasn’t some small little peck; they were full-on going at it, tongue and all.
Keith pulled back and grinned at me. “I neglected to mention, when I’m not fucking you, I’m fucking him. And sometimes, he fucks me.” Brushing his lips against mine, he asked, “How do you feel about that?”
“It’s kind of hot.” It was the truth; I had fantasized about having a threesome with two bi guys before.
“God, I’m gonna cum!” Taven cried.
Keith thrust into me harder, his face leaning over to Taven to lock him in another heated kiss. I felt their warm seed flood my body, and they gradually went soft.
Keith got up first and headed for the bathroom. Taven gently lifted me and slid from the chair, picking up his jeans and tugging them on. When he got me out of the chair, I quickly pulled the tiny vibrator from my body. The battery had died sometime during our sexual encounter.
My legs nearly gave out, and I stumbled onto the bed. Taven lay next to me, breathing hard and silent as he stared at the ceiling.
I bit my lower lip. Taven and the others were holding me captive, yet he was sprawled out next to me as if he were my boyfriend. I didn’t know how to feel. It seemed like my plan was working. They were dropping their guard and being a lot nicer to me. But they were still holding me fucking hostage! And I couldn’t seem to get enough of them. So many times, I wanted to pretend that they weren’t madmen and that we were simply on vacation. I was losing my mind.
He sat up, propping his head on his hand to look at me. “You really think that’s hot?”
I cocked my head.
“Keith and me.”
I nodded. “So is Zane...?”
“Hell naw. Zane is open-minded as fuck, but he’s straight as hell.”
I smirked. “That must suck. Zane is pretty hot.”
“Yeah, but we don’t fuck other men.” Taven chuckled, “It’s weird as fuck. We can share women, but we can’t share men. We get jealous. Some dude tried to get me with a hate crime because I broke his jaw for grabbing Keith’s ass.” He laughed harder. “And then Keith beat his ass, too. He dropped the charges.”
My body stiffened. “You don’t get jealous when sharing women?”
With a sexy grin, he leaned over and brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. “Depends. If we were a throuple, I could watch you fuck him all day long and never get jealous. If I found out you fucked another man, however, that’s an entirely different ball game.”
My eyes narrowed. “What about Zane? You guys shared me with him.”
He rolled off the bed. “Zane is different.”
Keith came out of the bathroom; his hair was wet.
Leaning back, I looked at the two men with a grin. “You two should make out for me. I always wanted to watch it in real life.”
Their eyes widened. Then with a cocky grin, Keith pulled Taven close, locking their lips together. They made a show of tonguing one another. It was hot, that’s for sure. Under normal circumstances, I would still like to watch two super-hot guys make out, but there was a method to my madness. I needed them to know I accepted them and that I was willing to engage in threesomes and think it was hot all the same. Embracing that part of them was another key to my staying alive.