Chapter Four #2
I came with Theo’s cock in my mouth, moaning around him, walls clamping down on Julian.
Julian cursed under his breath and fucked me through it, never breaking pace.
Theo pulled free of my mouth just long enough to let me breathe, stringing a thin line of saliva between my lips and his cock, then guided me back down.
They switched without discussion.
Julian lifted me off him with easy strength.
Theo took his place, sliding into me in one smooth, possessive push while I was still fluttering from the orgasm.
The difference in the way they fucked me was immediate—Theo harder, a little more urgent, hips snapping up with less restraint.
Julian moved up the bed, knelt in front of me, and fed me his cock.
He was still slick from being inside me.
The taste of us mixed on my tongue made my eyes flutter.
Theo set a relentless pace, hands locked on my waist, using his grip to pull me down onto every thrust. Julian’s hand rested on the back of my head, guiding without forcing, letting me take as much as I wanted. Spit ran down his shaft. I could barely keep my eyes open.
“Look at her,” Theo gritted out. “She’s dripping down my fucking balls.”
Julian’s voice was rough with approval. “I can see it.”
They kept going like that—trading places, trading ends—until time started to blur.
One of them would fuck me while the other used my mouth.
Then they would switch again without needing to negotiate.
Sometimes they both put their hands on me at the same time, spreading me open, holding me steady, taking turns rubbing my clit while the other thrust deep.
The coordination grew tighter, more intentional.
They started anticipating each other. When one of them got close, the other would slow the pace or change the angle so they could last longer and keep working me.
I lost count of how many times I came.
My body felt liquid and oversensitive, but I wasn’t done. Neither were they. Both of them were still hard, still breathing heavily, still watching me like they were waiting for permission to keep going.
I pushed up onto my elbows, then onto my knees. Julian was stretched out on his back, cock flushed and slick from being inside me. Theo knelt nearby, equally hard, eyes dark. I looked at both of them and felt a slow, deliberate heat settle low in my stomach.
“My turn,” I said.
Theo’s mouth curved. Julian’s eyes narrowed with interest.
I swung a leg over Julian first and sank down onto him in one smooth motion.
The stretch made us both groan. I didn’t give him a chance to set the pace.
I planted my hands on his chest and started riding him—slow, deep, rolling my hips so he rubbed against every swollen place inside me.
Julian’s hands flew to my waist, but he didn’t try to take over.
He just held on and watched me with an almost reverent expression.
Theo moved closer. I reached for him, wrapped my fingers around his cock, and stroked him in time with the way I was moving on Julian. Theo cursed under his breath and thrust into my fist.
“Fuck, Missy—”
I leaned down and kissed Julian while I rode him, then turned my head and took Theo into my mouth.
The dual sensation made both men groan in unison.
I hollowed my cheeks and sucked Theo deeper every time I sank down on Julian’s cock.
My free hand braced on Julian’s stomach for balance.
I could feel how close they both already were from everything that had come before.
I set a steady, deliberate rhythm—riding Julian with tight, grinding rolls of my hips while I stroked and sucked Theo. Every time one of them tried to speed up, I slowed down on purpose, forcing them to take what I gave them. Julian’s jaw was clenched. Theo’s hand trembled in my hair.
“You’re doing that on purpose,” Julian gritted out.
I pulled off Theo’s cock just long enough to answer. “Yes.”
Then I took Theo deeper and squeezed my walls around Julian at the same time.
Julian’s head tipped back into the pillow with a broken sound. Theo’s hips jerked. I kept going, working them both with focused, relentless intent—rolling my hips, stroking, sucking, using everything I had just learned about how each of them liked to be touched.
I wanted to feel them lose it. I wanted to be the one who pulled it out of them.
Julian broke first.
His grip on my hips turned bruising. He drove up into me hard once, twice, then came with a low, guttural groan, pulsing deep inside me in long, hot spurts.
The feeling of him finishing while I was still in control sent a fresh wave of heat through me.
I kept riding him through it, slower now, drawing every last pulse out of him until he was twitching beneath me.
I lifted off him carefully. Theo was breathing hard, eyes almost black, cock glistening from my mouth. I pushed him onto his back and straddled him the same way.
“Missy—”
I sank onto him in one smooth thrust and started riding him exactly the way I had just ridden Julian.
Theo’s hands gripped my thighs hard. I leaned forward, braced one hand on his chest, and used the other to touch myself while I moved, letting him watch.
His eyes locked on the place where our bodies joined.
“You’re close,” I whispered. “I can feel it.”
He nodded, jaw tight, completely past coherent words.
I squeezed around him, ground down harder, and watched his face as I pulled the orgasm out of him. Theo came with a raw, broken sound, hips snapping up, hands locking on my waist as he flooded me. I kept moving through it, slower and slower, until he was spent and shaking underneath me.
Only then did I ease off and collapse between them.
Julian immediately pulled me into his chest. Theo curled in behind me, one heavy arm draping over my waist. We were a sticky, breathing tangle of limbs in the middle of the ruined bed. My body ached in the best possible way. Both of them had come because I decided they would.
Theo pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the back of my shoulder. Julian’s hand stroked once down my spine.
No one spoke for a long time.
Eventually Theo’s voice came out rough and quiet against my skin. “You’re dangerous when you take control like that.”
Julian’s quiet agreement rumbled through his chest.
I closed my eyes, surrounded by both of them, and let the heavy, satisfied darkness pull me under.
They had taken me apart earlier.
Tonight I had taken them apart right back.