Chapter 72
seventy-two
“Eyes on me, Pretty.”
My eyes can barely focus on Brex because they’re glazed in a lavender haze of unbridled need.
Tracing his fingers over my hips, and up my spine, Logan growls. “Now I’m going to take your ass while Brex fucks your pussy. What do you think about that?”
“Yes, please.”
“You sure?” Brex’s voice rumbles into my mouth as he slides his tongue over my bottom lip. “Cause once we get started there’s no way we’re gonna stop until we fuck you every which way and back again.”
This has to be the craziest, most earth-shattering, inside-out moment of my life. I wish my brain would shut the fuck up for one freaking second. Long enough to give me a chance to wrap my head around what we’re about to do.
My pulse trips as I try to act like I’m not all kinds of fucked up in my head about what they just said.
Skin flushed, thighs clenched, I stare at his sexy as sin mouth as Brex’s hands move to cup my breasts, giving them a firm squeeze before pinching my nipples.
Thumbs grazing the curves of my ass, Logan leans in, brushing his lips feather-light over one cheek as I watch Brex reach into the bag and take out a bottle of lube.
He hands it to Logan and I hear the pop of the lid and the subtle sound of him squirting some into his hand.
I shiver, goosebumps rising as two sets of hands get to work.
Brex pulls the plug from my ass, and Logan swipes his slick hand through my crack. Slowly pushing two fingers inside he starts to pump.
“I want every moan, every pant, every part of you. And make it loud. Don’t you dare hold back. Understand, Angel?”
My world flips upside down. I can’t tell if I’m falling or falling apart.
The sound of Logan tearing open a condom fills my ears along with the snap of it sheathing his cock.
Gripping my waist, he stands, notches his dick against my back hole and presses. The sound he makes when he enters me is a combination of a grunt and a groan. “Holy. Fucking. Shit.”
The sharp burn is quickly overshadowed by my clit throbbing in response to his cock grazing over my sensitive nerves.
Once he’s fully seated, he guides me back so my legs are bracketing his, and he sits back down on the bed with me in his lap.
Pulling me back against his chest, Logan spreads his legs so I’m splayed out for Brex’s smoldering gaze as he lies down. His chest is a wall of heat against my back, arms wrapped around my waist as he starts to move in slow, deliberate thrusts, making my eyes cross.
“You feel so fucking good, Angel,” Logan whispers, breath hot and ragged against my ear. “Taking me so deep.”
Brex crawls between my legs. The first touch of his tongue against my clit sends a jolt through my entire body.
“Oh God,” I gasp, head falling back against Logan’s shoulder.
Logan thrusts deeper, cock stretching me in ways I never thought possible. The dual sensation of him fucking my ass while Brex works my pussy with his mouth has me spiraling.
“Ahh! Yes! Holy shit. Unnggh! Just like that!” I cry.
Pressing two fingers inside my pussy, Brex curls them to hit just the right spot working in tandem with Logan’s cock in my ass.
Moving one hand to knead a breast, Logan grips my throat with the other, applying just the right amount of pressure as he whispers filthy things in my ear and pinches my nipple.
“Feels good when he sucks your clit, doesn’t it, Angel?”
Pleasure lances through my veins and all I can do is nod.
“You’re ours, Angel. No going back.”
Brex’s tongue swirls faster and faster.
The tension builds, coiling tighter and tighter at the base of my spine. I’m so close, teetering on the edge of a release that feels like it’s been building for hours.
Just when I’m about to come, teetering on the edge for what’s got to be at least the tenth time, he stops.
“Brex, please,” I whimper, my entire body trembling with need.
Breath caught in my throat, he stands and slides his hands up my thighs to grip my hips. Feral desire flashes in his eyes. “I’ve got you. We’re gonna make you come so hard, baby.”
Overwhelming heat flashes through my veins as he lines himself up. Pupils blown and full of lust, his muscular arms flex as he sinks in deep.
Releasing my hips, Brex fists his hands, bracing himself on the mattress as he begins to move, falling in line with Logan’s thrusts.
When Brex leans in and licks into my mouth, Logan tucks his face against my neck, pistoning faster.
With fast, unrelenting strokes, their rough pants blend with the sound of my moans.
“Look at you. Taking our cocks like a good fucking girl. Goddamn, it’s like you were made for us,” Brex grunts, veins popping in his neck as he dips to suck one of my nipples into his mouth.
“Please. I need to come. I’m so close.”
“Where you at, Lo?” Brex rasps, never letting up.
“Gonna blow any second,” he groans, sinking his teeth into my shoulder.
Pain blends with pleasure as he bites down. “Oh, fuuuuck.” Logan’s hips jerk and I can actually feel his cock pulse inside me as he comes.
His release, along with Brex biting my nipple at the perfect moment, triggers my own, and my orgasm detonates, tearing through me with a force so strong it steals the air from my lungs.
I scream, body seizing as waves of pleasure crash over me, one after another, my inner walls clamping down on Brex’s cock in violent, rhythmic pulses.
“Oh, fuck—fuck—fuck,” I babble, tears streaming down my face as I writhe between them.
Logan’s arms tighten around me, holding me through the aftershocks as Brex drives into me harder, chasing his own release.
“Shit—” Brex grunts, his rhythm faltering as he tucks his face into the other side of my neck, breath hot and ragged against my skin as his hips snap forward one last time.
I can feel him pulsing inside me, filling me up with hot ropes of cum as he lets out a low, guttural groan before half collapsing on top of me.
We stay like that, pressed together, bodies trembling, hearts hammering, skin slicked with sweat as we slowly come down from our high.
Brex is the first to move, carefully pulling out of me with a hiss. Logan is next, gently withdrawing, arms wrapped around my waist as he presses soft kisses along my shoulder.
“Holy shit,” Brex pants, collapsing onto the bed beside us, chest heaving.
My words come out as a raspy croak, “Incredible.”
Logan shifts, scooting us up the bed before turning me in his arms so I’m facing him. His green eyes are soft, almost reverent as he brushes a strand of damp hair from my face. “You okay, Angel?”
I nod, too overwhelmed to form words. My body feels like it’s been put through a wringer—every muscle aches, skin sensitive to the slightest touch.
But beneath the exhaustion, there’s a warmth spreading through my chest that has nothing to do with what we just did and everything to do with the way he’s looking at me.
Like I’m everything.
“Come here, Pretty,” Brex murmurs, reaching for me.
Logan releases his hold, and I slide over, curling into Brex. One arm wraps around my waist, pulling me close as Logan gets up and goes into the bathroom to get rid of the condom.
After cleaning up, he gets back in bed and scoots over, spooning me, their bodies creating a cocoon of warmth and safety.
“You were so fucking perfect,” Brex whispers, pressing his lips to mine.
“Such a good girl for us,” Logan adds, voice rough with satisfaction as he nuzzles the back of my neck.
Completely gone for these two amazing men, I let out a breathless laugh. “You two are going to be the death of me.”
“Death by orgasm,” Brex chuckles, fingers tracing lazy patterns over my ribs.
Logan snuggles in closer with a hum. “Can’t think of a better way to go.”