38. Rae
Rae
I’m brought to my room over Grayson’s shoulder. There was a small altercation about who gets the honor of carrying me. I insisted I could walk, but that just resulted in Grayson tossing me over his shoulder and storming up to my room while Asher grumbled.
I would have been more than okay with them fucking me right there on my piano, but I have a feeling what they’re wanting to do with me needs more room.
And a bed. That’s why I didn’t argue. I did giggle the entire way while my body continued to vibrate from my orgasm. And the unspoken promise of more.
When we get into my room, Grayson sets me on the edge of my bed gently, then cups my face and kisses me deeply. I moan at the feel of his lips on mine, grabbing for his hips and already trying to pull him down onto me. I want more, from both of them, and I don’t want to wait anymore.
Spreading my legs, I yank him onto me, and he climbs onto the bed over me, covering my body with his. Our mouths stay locked, and his hard cock is between us. When he thrusts between us it causes the underside of his cock to rub against my sensitive clit.
We both moan, and then he quickly flips us so our positions are switched and I’m straddling his hips. His dick is hard between us and I wrap my fist around the base of him. With my eyes locked on his, I let spit trail down from my mouth onto his length before moving my fist over it,
“Fuck,” Grayson groans, his head falls back, and he grips my hips tightly as I move my hand over him.
Asher leans over the side of my bed, grabbing the back of my neck and turning my head toward his.
“Sit on his cock, baby.”
I don’t wait to follow his instruction, lifting up and positioning Grayson at my entrance before sinking down.
“Such a good girl,” Asher groans, moving behind me.
Grayson moans under me, looking up to watch as I swirl my hips over him, adjusting to having him inside me.
“Feels so good,” I moan, lifting up and then dropping back down onto him.
“It’s going to feel even better,” Asher tells me right before his hand is between my shoulder blades and he pushes me down onto Grayson so our chests are flush.
Asher’s hands are on my ass, spreading my cheeks apart as he groans. “So fucking pretty when you’re full. Do you want more?”
“Yes,” I moan, rubbing myself against Grayson because this position has my clit in the perfect spot to get the friction I need against his pelvis.
“Of course you do, sluts like to be filled, and you’re so fucking desperate for it, look at you. Going to take my cock in your ass while Grayson fucks this perfect little cunt?”
“Oh my God,” I groan at his filthy words.
Asher’s hand covers my mouth, and he pushes his index and middle fingers between my lips.
“Suck,” he commands, and I do, taking his entire fingers into my mouth, sucking and licking his skin like I’m crazed.
He pulls them away quickly, and I whine a protest at the loss, lifting up and dropping back down on Grayson’s cock causing us both to moan because I’m completely out of my mind.
“Fuck, Sunshine, do you know how good you feel?” Grayson groans. I turn to press my lips to his, needing to be completely consumed by both of them even more than I already am.
Grayson kisses me deeply, while Asher presses the tip of his finger between my cheeks, and I tense. They both know because Grayson caresses his tongue against mine and I moan into his mouth while Asher presses his finger in a little deeper with a deep, raspy, “Relax.”
My teeth sink into Grayson’s bottom lip as Asher pushes his finger in even more and I tighten around both of them. Ripping my mouth away from Grayson’s, I breathe out, “Hold on.”
They both freeze, instantly, and the power that fuels me with has some of the tension leaving my body.
I know they won’t do anything I don’t want.
I know I’m the one in control here, but the pressure, the knowledge of what’s going to happen gave me a spark of panic that was just eased the second they stopped at my simple command.
But I still think it may be too much, and I lift off Grayson’s dick, positioning him underneath me, rubbing myself along his shaft and moaning with the friction against my clit.
“Is it too much for you, good girl?” Asher asks, his finger hasn’t moved, but he rubs his hand up my back and it’s probably the gentlest he’s ever touched me, and I relax even more.
I shake my head. “No I want this.”
Grayson slides his hands up to my face, pushing my hair back and forcing me to look into his eyes.
They’re so wide, bright, and full of love.
He’s always looked at me like this, but something is different, there’s more here.
Something neither of us has fully admitted, but I feel it. I think he feels it.
Does Asher feel it too?
I look back over my shoulder to see the strong man behind me, and I swear I see it from him as well. But it’s too much to try and figure out right now, like this.
“Keep going,” I tell him, and he does.
Grayson grabs my jaw, pulling my mouth back onto his, kissing me roughly while Asher continues to move his finger in and out of my ass. Then he pushes another finger in, and I move, rubbing myself against Grayson, wanting more sensation with the added pressure from Asher.
Grayson is kissing me deeply, his groan on my lips as I move against him only heightens everything else I’m feeling.
“You’re going to strangle both of our cocks buried deep inside you, baby, fuck. Tell me you have lube,” Asher groans, while continuing to prep me.
I nod against Grayson’s mouth, but he refuses to let my mouth go, and I don’t want him to.
Asher steps off the bed, and I think I hear him go to my nightstand to find it. I rub against Grayson even more because now I’m wanting more from them. It was borderline too much, but now I feel empty.
“Damn, good girl, we’re going to have to play with more of these toys another time.” I hear him shut the drawer and climb back on the bed. “I knew you were a needy little slut, but damn you really cover it up with your good girl image, don’t you?”
I moan, Grayson continuing to kiss me while I hear the pop from the lube, and the cool drop of liquid onto my lower back, sliding between my cheeks.
I want to reach down and move Grayson back into my body, but that flies out the window when I feel the tip of Asher’s dick press against me and I freeze, tightening up again.
“You can take us, baby. You can take both of us,” he encourages.
“And if you need to stop, we stop,” Grayson adds against my mouth.
I know I can do this. I know they’ll stop.
I trust them completely, which seems crazy in some ways, but it doesn’t matter. Right now it’s just the three of us, and all that matters is us, here, right now.
“I know,” I tell them both.
Asher pushes forward and I cry out, dropping my face into Grayson’s chest at the stretch, the initial burn and then the pressure.
“Oh fuck,” Asher groans, digging his fingers into my hips.
“Are you okay, Sunshine?” Grayson checks in, running his hand along my back, holding me against him.
I nod, and Asher pushes forward a little more causing me to thrust against Grayson again and a spark of pleasure rushes through me from the contact on the sensitive bundle of nerves between us.
“You going to let me in, baby? Going to let me fill your ass then Grayson can stuff your needy pussy full?”
“Yes,” I cry at the same time Asher thrusts forward, seating himself completely.
I tremble between them, and almost scream that it’s too much.
He’s too big, and there’s no way I can take this.
Especially with his piercings as he pulls back and I feel them rub, then he pushes forward again and pauses.
“Breathe,” Grayson encourages, rubbing his hand along the skin of my back and arms.
I do what he says, breathing while my body relaxes and the need grows once again. The need for more.
“You’re so tight, do you think Grayson can even handle being in your sweet little pussy?” Asher taunts.
I smile down at my best friend, reaching between us to move his dick to angle himself back at my entrance. “I think he can.”
As I sink back down on him, my eyes practically bug out of my head. I didn’t think I could handle more pressure, but holy shit.
“You can do it, Sunshine. Look at you taking both of us. You’re so perfect. So fucking beautiful,” Grayson groans as I take him into my body.
“I-I don’t know, oh my God.” I shake my head because I can’t breathe, I’m so full.
“I’m going to have to move, you’re squeezing the fuck out of me,” Asher groans, and his fingers dig into me so hard I’m sure I’m going to have marks.
Grayson thrusts up into me a little more, and I cry out again as he goes deeper, filling me even more. The room is full of all our moans, but the blood is rushing to my ears and I swear I may just explode from the overwhelming amount of sensations I’m feeling right now.
“That’s it, good girl. You can take it.”
“Fuck, you are even tighter like this,” Grayson grinds out.
Asher leans forward. “Next time we’re both going to be inside your cunt.”
I moan and I don’t even know if it’s from pleasure or fear at this moment. That sounds physically impossible, but I would’ve said the same thing about this before.
“I’m going to come way too fucking soon,” Grayson complains, thrusting up into me again so hard I muffle my cry on his chest.
“Can’t handle it, Wheeler? That’s too bad, at least you have one guy that can fuck you right,” Asher taunts.
I look at Grayson, rolling my lips between my teeth, and he narrows his eyes at me, thrusting up again roughly and I practically scream because Asher takes the opportunity to do the same.
“You’re telling me her ass isn’t the tightest thing you’ve ever felt? Especially with me in her pussy?” Grayson asks over my shoulder.
“Oh trust me, she fucking is. I just have more stamina than you. It’s okay, you can work on yours.”
“What about making me come first?” I tease, and that seems to get their attention because all their focus is back on me and pulling every ounce of pleasure possible from my body.
Grayson’s mouth is back on mine as he kisses me like he’s mad at me. His thrusts are relentless as he fucks me. Asher continues to hold me tightly as he matches his thrusts with Grayson’s and I’m completely at their mercy.
The release builds so quickly, I’m so full and so consumed by both of them there’s no chance I would be able to even try and hold back the orgasm that’s barreling through me.
I cry out as my entire body convulses as the pleasure takes over.
Grayson and Asher both groan as I tighten around them, and I hear their grumbled curses.
I think they’re both talking to me, but my ears are roaring—I can’t hear anything.
Nothing else even registers to me other than the absolute ecstasy I’m feeling.
I collapse my weight fully on Grayson, and his mouth stills with a groan as he comes, thrusting up into me and his arms wrap around me tightly.
Asher isn’t far behind, his own groans fill my senses as his face drops near my ear as his chest is on my back he comes.
I feel like I can barely breathe but also don’t want to move.
He turns his head closer to my ear and whispers, “What the fuck are you doing to me?” His voice is softer than usual, and it almost throws me off kilter.
He sounds so vulnerable and raw. I want to blame the high of our orgasms, and maybe that’s what it is. But I also think it may be more.
Because maybe we are more. All of us together.
This moment just officially threw me over to the point of no return with them. My heart is completely theirs. I just hope I don’t regret it. Though, there’s still a small part of my mind that’s warning me something this perfect can’t last.