26. Kane #2
I groan. “She’s so ready for us boys,” I say gruffly, gripping her hips and slowing the way she’s grinding on me.
“I am,” she agrees. She looks over her shoulder at them. She wiggles her butt. “Who’s going to take my ass?”
“Jesus,” Benjamin curses.
I understand where he’s coming from. Hearing our sweet girl talk like this is like a shot of heat straight to my veins.
I move a hand between us and find her clit, circling the pad of my thumb over the sweet spot.
She gasps, then moans my name.
“I think Dash wants to take your ass with me the first time,” I tell her.
I meet my best friend's gaze over the top of our girlfriend's head.
He looks like he’s barely holding himself together.
“Yes,” Benjamin says, the word short and clipped.
But I know that Benjamin agrees that Dash is the best one to ease our girl into this. He will be gentle and take the most care.
Dash breathes out a long breath and scrubs a hand over his face.
Abby looks at him, her hair falling over her face, and I reach out to move it back so they can make eye contact. “Will you, Dash?” she asks, her voice soft and sweet.
The man would cut off an arm and give it to her. Now she’s asking him to fuck her ass. There’s no way in hell he’s saying anything except yes.
Still, the question makes him reach down and take hold of his cock, and I can imagine the ache he feels.
“Abby girl,” is all he manages, his deep voice rough.
He steps closer to the bed and sets a big hand on her back, running it up and down her spine. “You absolutely undo me,” he tells her.
I feel her grind her clit against my thumb, knowing that Dash is turning her on even more.
I press against the nub, giving her the friction she needs.
“Oh God,” she says, swallowing hard.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” Dash says, running his hand down and, I imagine, cupping her ass and squeezing.
She wiggles against my hand and cock again.
“Give her a finger,” I urge my friend. “Our girl is feeling needy.”
I can feel him moving back there and her breath hitches.
But then he stops. “Dammit.”
I frown. “What’s up?”
“No lube in here,” the big man says.
“On it.” Benjamin heads for the door before anyone else can say anything.
“I didn’t even think of that,” Abby says, almost as if she’s apologizing.
I give her a grin and then circle her clit. “You are soaking wet, sweet thing. We might not need it.”
She blushes and gives me a smile.
That’s adorable. She is asking for double penetration and is completely naked in front of three men, straddling me, her gorgeous body fully on display. But she’s blushing about lube.
“We’re not doing it without lube,” Dash says firmly.
I chuckle. “Of course not. Your huge cock is going to fill up our sweet, tight girl so good.”
Her thighs tighten around me, and I give her a wink. “Thatta girl.”
Dash reaches around and cups a breast, teasing her nipple. “Oh she liked that?”
“Yes.” It’s Abby who answers.
“How about we fill her up a little right now?” Dash asks, his big hands going to her hips and then lifting her, positioning her over my cock.
She sucks in a quick breath. “How about that, Lollipop?” I ask. “Do you want my cock in that sweet pussy right now?”
She nods quickly. “Yes. Please.”
With Dash holding her up—which is hotter than fuck—I grip my cock, positioning it straight up. Dash lowers her over me, and she takes me all at once.
“Good girl,” I tell her, my jaw tight.
“Is that better?” Dash asks her, moving her hair away from her neck and kissing her, then sucking gently.
“God yes,” she breathes, her head resting back on Dash's shoulder, even as her pussy is stuffed full of my cock.
I return my thumb to her clit, circling and loving the way her pussy grips my dick.
Dash cups her breast again, teasing the nipple, and she starts to move slowly up and down.
Benjamin returns just then. “Holy shit,” he says, as he takes in the sight before him.
“Needed it,” Abby tells him, moving up and down my cock with her gaze on Benjamin.
He nods, crossing to the bed with a bottle of lube. “Of course you did. That pussy was made to be filled up by your men.”
That also makes her pussy clench, and I appreciate it.
“But I need more,” she says.
Benjamin holds up the lube. “We’ll give you everything you need.” He hands it over to Dash and Abby reaches for Benjamin.
He steps close, and she runs a hand over his chest. “Can I suck on your cock while they fuck me?”
“Jesus, Abby,” he swears.
“She’s learning quickly,” I say.
“Learning how to kill us?” he asks, but his gaze hasn’t left her.
“What a way to go,” I manage as she circles her hips.
“Can I?” she asks Ben again.
“You want all of your holes stuffed full?” he asks, his calm control finally breaking.
She nods.
“Yes, Abby,” he says, his hand gently gripping her chin, his gaze locked on hers “Yes, we will fuck you in every single way we can until you’re screaming.”
She shudders. Goosebumps break out over her skin. Her nipples tighten. Her pussy squeezes me tightly.
“Oh, she wants all of that,” I tell them, unable to keep from bucking my hips up into her once.
She moans, then looks behind her to find Dash coating his cock in lube, then holding up a finger. “I’m going to get you ready,” he tells her.
“Thank God,” she breathes.
I chuckle, though the sound is tight.
“You’re a fucking dream,” I tell her. “Come here.” I pull her down, so we are chest to chest giving Dash the access he needs.
“You’ve really never done this together before?” she asks.
“Never,” Benjamin answers, stroking his fingers through her hair.
“You’re so good at it,” she says. Then she moans, and I assume Dash is doing something that feels good.
Then his hand brushes over my balls, and I realize that yes, he has a finger at least partially in her ass.
She wiggles, and I squeeze her hips.
“Relax,” I coach. “You’re all ours now. Let us take care of you. Just remember your safe word.”
She nods, her cheek brushing against my chest.
“What is it?” Dash asks, his finger moving in and out.
“Carrot cake,” she says obediently.
“Good girl,” Benjamin tells her. “Use it. You’re not going to hurt our feelings or upset us.”
“Okay,” she says. “I will. But please don’t stop otherwise.”
“We’re not going to stop until you are screaming in pleasure,” Benjamin promises.
She moans again, this time deeper and longer.
“That’s our good, beautiful girl,” Dash praises, and I assume that he has progressed in stretching and prepping her.
“Need you,” she tells Benjamin, reaching out and wrapping a hand around his cock. He grits his teeth as she starts to stroke him, then shifts closer as she leans over, opening her mouth.
He lets her lick and suck on his tip, but then she makes a frustrated noise and reaches around, gripping his ass and pulling him closer.
He sinks deeper into her mouth and hisses out a breath as she moans her pleasure.
From underneath, with Dash playing with her ass, I don’t have much leverage, but I move my hips a little, moving in her pussy, feeling how wet she is, and she moans her approval of that as well.
Several minutes later, she pulls away from Benjamin's cock and says, “Dash, more. Please. I’m ready.”
“Abby —” he starts to protest.
But she frowns. “Please. I need more.”
“She can tell you to stop,” Benjamin says. “She knows.”
Dash takes a deep breath and then withdraws his fingers.
Abby moans a protest at that, but then he adds more lube to his cock, moves into position, and presses forward.
“Yes,” she encourages. “Dash. More. Oh my God.”
I feel my friend's cock against mine for the first time, and holy shit, this is hot. Not because I have a thing for Dash, but because we are filling our girl up together. We are giving her the ultimate pleasure at the same time. Loving her together.
I look up, and Dash's jaw is tighter than I have ever seen it. He’s going to break off his teeth the way he’s gritting them. But he is watching where he is slowly sliding into Abby. I don’t think he’ll miss a few teeth.
Benjamin crouches next to the bed so he can be face-to-face with her.