40. Marcie
40
MARCIE
D id he mean years to come, as in forever?
Quit asking stupid questions. Grab the present given to you that you’ve always wanted, and don’t let go.
“Yes, sir. I think I can handle that.”
“Think you can or you can, sweetness? Because Papi and I wanna play for keeps.”
I looked from Hayden to Declan and gulped. Good gracious they were so freaking hot.
“I can.”
Or I hoped I could. This could all blow up in our faces. Or mine. They were married.
“Good. Now for the questions. I know you and Declan were together and we’ll be talking about teasing Papi with sexy ass pictures when his subs are hundreds of miles away and can’t help a guy out, but we need to know… have you played before?”
Okay. That was an easy one.
“Yes. Some, but…”
“But… what?”
“Only in a club with a Daddy for a night.”
“And you said you use the stoplights?”
“Yep.”
“Good. You heard me ask Declan about his.”
I nodded.
“And you heard Declan say the three usual ones, yes?”
“Yes, Papi, but he said orange, too. I’ve never heard that one before.”
Hayden chuckled. “It’s to let me know Declan’s feeling more toppy than usual.”
“You bottom?” I asked, still confused. Hayden didn’t seem the least bit submissive. He mentioned it on the phone yesterday…
Declan laughed until he snorted. “He tops from the bottom.”
“Just cause I like being in control, colibrí, doesn’t mean I don’t like having my ass tore up with his big dick.”
“He has a really big dick.”
Declan smirked, preening like a peacock.
Hayden chuckled and said, “Yeah, he does. It feels good when he pushes it in and stretches you out in all the right ways, doesn’t it?”
I nodded, my breath heaving as my core clenched, and my clit pulsed. Lust washed through me like raging floodwaters, making my chin tremble. Everything trembled. I wanted to see Declan take Hayden like that. I wanted to watch. I wanted to be under them when it happened so it was like Declan was fucking me with Hayden’s dick.
But I also wanted to be between them, and to see Hayden take Declan.
“I think you broke her. Again.”
Hayden smirked, his eyes ran down my body, and I felt it as clearly as if he’d physically caressed me.
“I think she wants us to break her, vato.”
Yes, please. Please break me.
“Kiss her, Papi.”
Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.
Hayden leaned in toward me, only to stop and pause.
“?Cuál es tu color?”
“I… I… don’t…”
I tried to explain that I didn’t know what he was asking, but my gaze latched onto his mouth, and I panted with need. Want. Lust.
“His Spanish comes out when he’s horny or being sweet. He wants to know your color, sweetness.”
“Green.”
The word barely finished forming when Hayden attacked. His mouth slanted over mine, taking what he wanted. And I was here for it. I wanted him just as much.
I was barely aware when he lifted me, so I was no longer sitting on the bed. Awareness snapped into place when Declan pressed himself against my back, his mouth latching onto my neck.
“Let go of his waist, sweetness. You have on way too many clothes.”
I did as he said, dropping my legs from Hayden’s waist until I hung suspended in the air between them. Declan’s hands… or maybe Hayden’s… peeled away my clothes until I was left bare. Heat suffused my face. My body being on full display with the two Adonis’ made me anxious. That anxiety flared from an ember to an inferno when Hayden set me on my feet, his hands holding mine out to the side.
“Fuck, carino, look at her.”
“Trust, Papi. I see her.”
I glanced over my shoulder at Declan as his eyes and hands trailed down my back to my ass and he pulled me into him, his cock… oh God, his rock hard dick nudged at my butt and I moaned.
“Utter perfection, Papi. That’s what we found.”
They were delu-lu, but I was smart enough not to tell them that after what Hayden said in the hallway.
Hayden’s hands followed Declan’s in their descent, flowing up my arms from my hands to my shoulders. They danced along my collarbones, then skated down to my nipples.
“Declan, play with her nipples,” Hayden ordered before he dropped to his knees before me.
I looked down at his dark head, and jumped when hands, good Lord, how many hands did they have, trailed up my legs to my dripping core. Fingers teased my tender flesh, entering me as Hayden’s mouth covered my clit.
“Holy smokes… Oooohhh… Ummm…”
“Do Papi’s fingers feel good in your pussy, sweetness?”
My head fell back onto Declan’s chest, and I lost myself in the waves of pleasure. I’d been with two guys before, but it hadn’t felt like this. This was something completely different.
It felt like a beginning rather than an interlude.
“He knows what he’s doing, doesn’t he?”
Declan’s voice washed over me as he kissed and sucked at my neck while he toyed with my nipples, pinching and pulling them. The zings he caused connected to my clit where… Oh mylanta… where Hayden was sucking and nibbling me.
“Yes!” I gasped.
With Hayden between my thighs, his fingers twisting and rubbing all the most delicious spots, and Declan’s dick thick and hard nudging my lower back, I lost my grip on reality and the tight hold I had on the orgasm they’d flipped the switch on. My insides fluttered as his fingers plunged in and out while the heel of his hand rubbed my clit.
“Condoms or no?”
Hayden’s voice pierced the sexual fog that blinded me and filled my brain with cotton, making it difficult to comprehend anything but the ecstasy I felt at being touched by two men—two gorgeous men.
“No!” I gasped. “Declan and I didn’t… Oh. My. God!” I yelled as Hayden’s fingers twisted inside me as if his hand could spin in a circle on his wrist.
“Carino, get on the bed. On your back. ”
Declan disappeared from behind me, and I whimpered. I missed his presence, but Hayden stood, taking my mouth with his. His face, wet with… why’s his face… my eyes flew open, and the sexy man covered in… well, me… swallowed up the gasp that bubbled from within.
His lips trailed from mine, across my cheek to my jawline. Nips and nibbles bit at the skin from my neck to my ear.
“Wanna help me worship him?”
A tremor ripped through me, robbing me of speech.
“Look at me, colibrí.”
He gripped my chin, forcing my gaze to his. His dark chocolate gaze was both sexy and serious.
“I need words.”
“Yes.”
He leaned down to me, whispering in my ear. “What are you saying yes to?”
I wet my lips and whispered back, “Worshiping him.”
“Good girl, colibrí.”
He pulled away, turning me to the bed where Declan was sprawled. Hayden pinned me to his chest with the fingers of one hand slipped between my thighs, playing with my clit, and the other hand wrapped around my throat. He buried his face in my neck, the rasp of his beard giving me shivers.
“He’s beautiful, isn’t he?”
I nodded, then gasped, “Yes,” when his hand tightened on my throat the tiniest bit.
“Pequena, I’m gonna light your ass up until you remember to use your words.”
Indignation filled me, and I sassed, “Declan wouldn’t let you.”
Declan and Hayden laughed, and I huffed.
“Oh, sweetness, make no mistake. Papi will deliver what he promised.”
Hayden added, “And Daddy Declan wouldn’t say a damn word.”
I looked back at him, then at the gorgeous man on the bed, and asked, “You’d let him spank me?”
“Let him, no. I’d fucking help him. I’d hold you down while he paddled your ass.”
I gasped, and Hayden’s fingers twisted inside me, rubbing me just so, my knees weakened.
“She likes that, carino. Don’t let her fool you. Her pussy strangled my fingers at the visual you painted.”
“Bring her up here. I have something that will fill that pretty little pussy.”
“What’s your color, colibrí?”
“Green.”
It was the only answer. I wanted them both so much.
“Good girl. Climb up on him,” Hayden said.
I did as he said, crawling up the… “Ow!” My hand flew to cover the spot on my butt that throbbed. “You hit me!”
“You still green?” Declan asked, wrapping his hand in my hair and pulling my mouth up to his.
“Yes,” I said, “but that hurt.”
Hayden’s deep-throated chuckle floated toward us as the bed dipped under his weight.
“It was supposed to.”
His lips kissed the hot mark his hand left before he guided me onto Declan’s dick. I was thankful for the prep Hayden had put me through as I sank on Declan. His cock… holy smokes, he was huge. I knew he was, since yesterday he split me in half, and it took ages for me to adjust. Not today. Not with Hayden in charge. He pressed me down onto Declan’s big dick with a hand on my hip and the other on my shoulder.
I whined and gasped and wiggled, but every time one of them asked my color, the only answer was green. Vibrant, neon green that glowed in the dark.
Declan’s hands played with my nipples and clit, distracting me just enough to keep from losing my mind.
“Oh, my God. I’m so full!” I gasped when my ass settled on his groin.
“That big, thick cock feels good doesn’t it. He stretches you just right.”
I nodded, shaking with the effort to sit still.
“How’s she feel, vato?”
“So fucking good. Her pussy has my cock in a stranglehold.”
Hayden pulled me back against this broad, hairless chest. He lifted me with an arm around my waist while Declan thrust up into me, slowly at first, then faster—sometimes hard, and others gentle. There was no pattern, slow and gentle, then fast and hard, before he rearranged the pieces of what he was doing to me, and everything would change.
Through it all, Hayden was there, supporting me, his muscles firm and strong against my back while he kissed me. His hand wrapped around my throat even when his lips brushed against my ear, “Kiss him until he’s so distracted he doesn’t know what’s happening.”
I fell forward, into Declan’s arms, just as Hayden told me to, kissing him. Our mouths meshed together, all teeth and tongues, and panting breaths. Wild, intensely so, and so ferocious. I kissed him, but that’s where my control ended. He took over, consuming mouth with his.
He must be a mastermind, a sexual genius, because the whole time, he moved in and out of me, still in the crazy sporadic way he had been when Hayden held me, kissed me, but his hands were everywhere. He had three brains. It was the only explanation.
Then the world tilted on its axis. Declan moaned into my mouth, his hand fisting my hair.
“Fuck, vato, you taste good.”
Taste?
“Oh God!”
Hayden’s tongue danced around Declan and me, where we joined. His hand wiggled between us until he played with the bundle of nerves that set off rockets in my groin, shooting them to my brain where they laid waste to everything but what they were doing to me and how I felt.
Clenching and fluttering and pulsing deep within my core set off more rockets or… oh, my goodness… something. Everything vibrated and quivered while Declan’s tongue mimicked his dick, moving in and out of my mouth with the same rhythm that set me adrift in sea of emotion and sensations.
Sex had never been like this before. Not with anyone. Even yesterday with just Declan, it had been better than anything ever, but today, sandwiched between them, it was mindblowingly spectacular. And I let go. I handed them my body. They found the locks to whatever unleashed what I was feeling, and they opened them, as if they had the keys to something no one else even knew existed.
Declan arched his back, breaking the kiss as he hissed and cursed. All his movements ceased as he tensed up.
“Fuck! Goddammit, Papi. Did you forget you’re packing a motherfucking baseball bat in your pants?”
“Shut up. You love it.”
“Doesn’t mean some warning…”
“We’ve covered that. There’s no fun in it. Now quit whining and acting like you don’t love the burn.”
Hayden slipped behind me, one arm banded around my torso, holding me to him, raising and lowering me on Declan as he pistoned within him. His filthy mouth nipped and sucked at my flesh when he wasn’t talking dirty about how we made him feel, what he was doing to us, and on and on.
Declan’s voice joined Hayden’s, he mainly grunted and groaned. His hands toyed and played with alll the good places that made my body sing with happiness. So much happiness. All of it. The sounds, the words, the feelings, the sensations pushed me closer and closer. The position didn’t move me much, but Hayden, somehow positioned me so Declan’s dick hit all the right spots in all the right ways.
I loved being surrounded by them. I loved… no. Too soon. I liked them. I liked how they made me feel.
It all blended and mixed, twisting and rolling together like the waves of an ocean, and I rode them. The super yummy floaty feeling Declan gave me yesterday built and built. I was so close. So, so, so, so close.
A moment later, pleasure exploded through me, and I keened at the sweet, hot pain rolling through, around, and over me.
Until it vanished.
Everything stopped.
My eyes popped open as someone lifted me in the air. Hayden’s face flashed as he took my mouth in a bruising kiss.
“No! Papi! Please! Please, please, please.”
“Shh, don’t worry, pequena. Papi’s going to take care of you. I promise. Get on your hands and knees. We’re gonna sandwich your Daddy between us, and make him lose his shit.”
I scrambled up the bed, my shoulders and chest dropping to the mattress my butt in the air like Hayden demanded.
“Fuck, vato, look at her ass! So goddamn stunning.”
“Yeah, it is,” Daddy said, the bed rolling under us as they moved.
My head dropped to my crossed arms, and I waited, so ready for what was coming. The orgasm they denied me still burned on the edges of my mind, and I wanted it.
Needed it.
Gasping in surprise as a tongue licked my clit, then moved to kiss and suck my hole… oh my god, both holes, before moving up my back licking, biting, sucking, kissing to my ear where their voice, Declan’s voice, grunted, “What color are you, sweetness?”
“Green, Daddy. I’m green, but I need to come. Please!”
“What about you, vato? What color are you?”
“Green, Papi. So fucking green.”
“And do you wanna come?”
“Always!”
Declan gasped. My own echoed, his cock forcing its way inside me. Would I ever get used to how thick he was? He paused, and then another even harder thrust pushed him into me further, plunging him so deep, he bottomed out. The head of his dick used the opening of my womb as a punching bag.
Oh, lord, it hurt.
But it felt so good.
Too good.
The pain and pleasure blended together as they moved behind me, Declan inside me. In and out. Over and over. It went on for ages or no time at all. I didn’t know. It just felt so right. So good. I whined and begged, tears flooding my face.
“Declan! Hayden! I need…”
One of them played with my clit. Someone plucked and pinched my nipples. They keep me suspended in an abyss of hedonistic rapture. One I never wanted to end, yet I also did.
Their voices and the sounds they made joined mine, and nothing ever sounded as beautiful.
“Fuck, Papi, you fuck me so damn good!”
“Colors. What are they?”
“Green, goddammit. Just keep fucking me.”
“Green, please lemme come,” I begged.
‘Please, I need it’ played on repeat in my mind.
“Does your Daddy’s cock feel good, pequena?”
“Yes. So good.”
Their angle changed as someone grabbed my hips, moving me with them.
“Ahhh! Yes. There. Do that again, Daddy!” I cried out.
And he did.
Again.
And again.
And again.
My vision darkened. Pinpricks danced over my skin. My walls fluttered. My belly clenched. Declan’s voice joined mine with a long, low, deep moan, and we crashed to the bed.