26. Kane #3
“You’re so goddamn gorgeous,” he tells her, petting her head, then cupping her cheek. “God, Abby, you were made for us.”
She’s panting, but she leans in for a kiss, and he obliges.
“How’s it going, buddy?” I ask Dash, also having trouble dragging oxygen fully into my lungs.
“Never been better,” he tells me, still not tearing his eyes away from the sight in front of him.
I wish I could see it. But it hits me that I will in the future. This is just the start. “I bet that’s a pretty gorgeous view,” I say.
Benjamin pulls back from the kiss. “Mine might be the best,” he says. “The three of you look amazing together.”
Abby gives him a soft smile. “We’ll have to record this sometime. I want to see it. I’ll always be in the middle and won’t know how hot we all look.”
“You want a video of us all fucking you, Lollipop?” I ask, lifting my hips slightly.
That apparently causes Dash to sink deeper, and he and Abby both moan.
“Yes,” she says breathlessly.
“Dream girl,” Benjamin says. “Our fucking dream girl.”
Dash shifts again and I feel him slide deeper.
He growls. “Fuck.”
“This is so good,” Abby gasps.
“You can move now,” Dash tells me.
“Yeah?”
We make eye contact as we’re both fully seated inside our perfect girl.
“Yeah, let’s show this perfect creature how much we love her.”
I move in small, slow strokes at first, and Dash adjusts until we are both fucking her in a rhythm that is making her gasp and moan and cry out.
I have never felt this way during sex before, and the idea that I get to have this for the rest of my life is nearly overwhelming.
“Benjamin,” Abby finally gasps, reaching for him again.
He steps close, and she opens her mouth greedily.
He cups the back of her head and slides his cock over her lips.
For the next several minutes, the three of us fuck in and out of her perfect body, and she takes us with gorgeous, sweet sounds that fire my blood and twist my pending orgasm tighter and tighter.
We take turns praising her, telling her how amazing she feels, how much we love her, and what she’s doing to us.
“Never felt like this before,” Dash pants.
“So good,” Benjamin says. “Perfect girl.”
“Sweeter than candy,” I tell her. “Love you so much.”
All at once she pulls her head back away from Benjamin and cries out, “Oh my God! I’m coming!”
Her body tenses and I feel her pussy squeeze me tightly.
“Jesus,” I grit out. Her pussy milking me causes my balls to draw up, and I’m coming before I even realize I’m on the edge.
“Abby! Love you!”
I empty into her in time to hear Dash grunt, “Coming too.”
He pulls out, coming over her ass as she gasps, and I feel her pussy fluttering around me as his thick cum hits her skin.
“Jesus,” Benjamin groans, jerking his cock.
But before he comes, Abby leans in and takes him in her mouth again.
“Abby,” he groans as he comes down her throat.
The room is filled with our panting for a few minutes, then Dash eases away from her and heads into the bathroom, returning with warm washcloths. He lifts her off of me and starts cleaning her up, then grabs a robe off of the chair near the window that I didn’t even notice.
He wraps her in it, tying a tie at her waist, then climbs onto the bed, propping up against the headboard with her in his lap.
I push up from the bed and take a turn in the bathroom. When I come back, Benjamin has his underwear on and is propped up in the bed next to them.
I grin at the sight. My three favorite people. In bed together. After the hottest sex of my life.
I hope to see this exact site one million times before I die.
“I’m the one who was just in the hospital, but the three of you are all cuddled up in bed, comfy cozy? I suppose you want me to go downstairs and get snacks?”
“Sounds really good,” Dash says.
“I could definitely eat,” Benjamin agrees.
Abby just giggles.
“Good thing I love you all,” I tell them, sorting through the clothes on the floor to find my underwear and pulling it on.
But by the time I have them pulled up, Dash is on his feet and dressing.
“I’ll go,” he says, nudging me toward the bed.
“I’m fine,” I say with a smile. “Honest.”
“I know,” he says, clapping me on the shoulder. “But you’ll bring the barbecue chips, and I want cheddar and sour cream. I need to let the dog out anyway.”
He really just wants me back in bed and to make sure I’m okay, but I’m not going to argue. This means I get to take his place on the bed with Abby and I’m never going to pass that up.
But over the course of the next hour, while we snack, and half-assedly watch a movie, we pass her around, taking turns cuddling, kissing, and loving on our girl.
Exactly as it should be.
Exactly as I expect it always will be.
And even after we all fall asleep together, we start off with her sandwiched between me and Dash with Benjamin on the outside and somehow end up waking up in totally different positions.
But that’s the great thing about all of us, loving her equally and loving how the other two love her—there will always be room for all of us, and we’ll just figure it all out as we go.
Together.
No matter what.