Chapter 32 #2
I nod, biting my lip as I push back against him. Fuck, it hurts. Tears spring to my eyes, but I want this. I want to feel them both moving in and out of me, pushing me to my limits.
Chance reaches up, wiping away my tears as Thorne seats himself fully in me. He lets out a rumble of a groan, biting me gently on the shoulder. “Fuck, Firebird. You have no idea how fucking good you feel.”
In a voice that sounds small and so full of heat that I think I’ll set us all ablaze, I murmur, “Show me. Make me feel it.”
“Shit,” Chance says, shoving his thumb into my mouth, and I taste my tears. I suck his digit as Thorne pulls back then glides back into me.
I moan around Chance’s thumb, the pain fading and pleasure taking its place.
His free hand tight on my hip, Chance thrusts up as Thorne pushes in deeper. The feeling is indescribable. They both hit something inside me I didn’t know was there, sensations blazing over my skin so hot that I might combust.
“Oh god,” I cry out, panting as they use my hole. Their moans and grunts burrow into my ears as they fuck into me. “I love it. Love being…between you…two. You make me…feel…so…so…good.”
Chance captures my mouth, swirling his tongue over mine. Breaking the kiss, he drags Thorne forward and kisses him. The pumping of their hips speeds up until they’re thrusting into me with abandon.
My moans are on repeat, my throat dry and hoarse from my shouts.
Thorne bites my neck hard, the sharp pain rushing down my spine and settling in my balls.
“So fucking good. Hugging my dick. Fucking strangling it, Firebird. Chance’s cock against mine.
” He reaches under me and slides his hand onto my shaft, tugging in time to their thrusts.
“Gonna fuck Golden like this. Have him between us while we pound him into a coma.”
“Fuck yes,” Chance mutters as he leans up and takes one of my nipples into his mouth. “Can’t wait to feel you both inside me.”
My moan is broken when I throw my head back and come hard.
“Goddammit,” Chance hisses as he goes still under me, his hand on my hip tight enough to bruise. His cock throbs in my channel, and I can feel his release soaking my walls.
Thorne chuckles darkly as he speeds up his thrusts, rocking both of us as he chases his release. When he comes, their combined orgasms leak out of me, sliding down my leg.
I collapse onto Chance’s chest, breathing heavily. Thorne pulls out of me and rolls to the side. Chance’s soft shaft drops from my hole and he holds me close. Thorne runs his hand up and down my sweaty back, kissing along the parts of my body he can reach.
“You okay, Firebird?” he whispers, skimming his lips over my skin.
“Mhm,” I say. I turn to look at him, eyes drooping as I smile. “Sorry for taking over your night.”
“Are you kidding?” he says, kissing me softly on the lips. “That was fucking hot.”
“Yeah it was,” Chance says before he turns my head and brushes his lips across mine. “Can we get him in the tub, Thorne? I’m sure he’s sore.”
Thorne hums, then kisses me one more time before hopping off the floor. I rest on Chance’s chest, my hole throbbing as more of their cum leaks out of me.
“You did so good, Warren.” Chance trails his fingers up and down my spine. “You looked so fucking sexy riding me, taking Thorne’s dick. How was it?”
“Amazing,” I say, though that’s too small a word to describe what I just experienced. I felt owned, taken care of. I felt cherished. The way they both would have stopped if I asked them to, even though they were hard as fucking stone.
Something warm burns in my chest, but I have to tamp it down. I can’t go growing more feelings for them when my mind is still hazy from sex.
But fuck, these two have been the reason I’ve wanted to wake up every morning. I’ve wanted to see them before I went to sleep every night and found myself smiling as I look at their text messages.
Even Thorne’s demanding ones.
“Up you go, Firebird,” Thorne says and I yelp when he pulls me off Chance and into his arms. “Water’s nice and warm for you.”
I sigh when I sink into the water, my asshole throbbing, stinging a little from being stretched so wide. I’m not sure I’ll be doing that again anytime soon, but I’m glad I tried.
Chance runs a cloth up my body as Thorne runs his fingers through my hair. I look at them with a smile. “You can both fit in here.” Thorne has a garden tub too. It’s not as large as mine, but we can fit comfortably.
They both take their clothes off and climb in, Thorne pulling me onto his lap. Positioned like this, we all have space.
“How was your meet?” Thorne asks Chance, running soft fingers around my hole. I hiss, but it feels good.
Chance scoffs. “A bunch of horseshit. It’s like no one tries, and then they expect me to make up for it.”
“Did your shoulder give you trouble again?” I ask. Even though I’ve been giving him massages when we’re together, I sometimes see Chance rolling his shoulder and soothing the area while he’s in class. It can’t be healthy for him to swim so hard while he’s in pain.
He sighs and nods. “I took some painkillers before the meet, but I’m not sure how much it helped. My shit was throbbing by the time I got back to the hotel room. Didn’t help that it’s on the side of my dominant hand, and I had to watch you two together. I’ve never jerked off that hard before.”
Both Thorne and I chuckle. “Glad we could be of service,” Thorne says.
I grab a cloth from the side of the tub and turn around until I’m straddling Thorne. I wash him up, smiling down at him as he watches me intently. He bites his lip ring into his mouth as his eyes bounce around my face.
“You okay?” I ask, nudging him forward so I can wash his back.
“Yeah, just never had anyone wash me before.”
“We’ll have to change that.”
Once he’s clean, I make my way over to Chance and wash him as well. He smiles as he rests his hands on my hips. “Tell the truth, Professor.” I tick up an eyebrow. “You’ve wanted to fuck me for years.”
I bark a laugh, slapping the cloth on his chest. “Yeah, tell yourself that.”
I slide back over to Thorne and rest against him.
A serious expression crosses Chance’s face. “This isn’t weird for you, right? Like, I’m not too immature for you? Thorne is like, an old soul, so you both are on the same wavelength. I’m just scared that…I’m not enough for you two.”
Thorne uses his foot to press against Chance’s chest. “You breaking up with us, Golden?”
“What? No!” he says, and he almost looks scared. “No, I don’t…are we even dating?”
Thorne growls and moves me off his lap, then makes his way over to Chance, He grabs his face tight in his hands and kisses Chance hard. I watch hungrily, loving seeing them together.
“When I said you belonged to me,” Thorne says when he breaks the kiss, “I fucking meant it. We’re together. All of us. Stop trying to push us away cause it ain’t gonna happen. You understand?”
“Yeah, Thorne. I understand.”
“You too,” Thorne says to me and I nod frantically. I’m already in too deep with them. I’m not sure I’d recover if this all fell apart.
We climb out when the water turns cold and I dry myself off in front of the mirror. Turning my head to the side, I catch the faint purple bruises they sucked into my skin.
Thorne walks up behind me, kissing my shoulder. “They look good.”
My cheeks heat as I nod, looking at his reflection. “They do. I…want more.”
“Anything you want, Firebird.”
I stand on my tiptoes and kiss him deeply, then chuckle high and loud when Chance pulls me away, dips me and kisses me too. “I’ll give you some too,” he murmurs when he sets me upright. “Wherever you want.”
Thorne pushes him playfully. “Stop copying me, Golden.”
Chance grabs him around the waist and pulls his head down until they’re kissing almost frantically. “Make me.”
“Brat,” Thorne breathes, then pecks him lightly on the lips.
Smiling, I wrap my towel around my waist just as my phone rings. I hurry into the living room and scoop up my pants.
“Hello,” I hurry to say when I place the phone to my ear.
“War,” Emma says, her voice thick with emotion.