by Ramona Gray
“And if she decides to leave between now and then?” Dane said. “Then what do we do?”
“We let her go,” I said.
His hand clenched around his whiskey glass. “No fucking way.”
“If she doesn’t want to be with us, we have to accept it.” My voice was calm, but my insides were like two rats fighting over a crust of bread. If Naomi left us…
She won’t. Just don’t push her too hard and she won’t.
“It’ll be fine,” I said. “There’s still a lot we can teach her sexually, and if that’s all that’s keeping her tied to us at the moment, then we can use that to our advantage, right? We keep her completely happy with orgasms whenever she wants and also show her how much she means to us and how much we love her.”
“Do you really think she’s only with us because of the sex?” Dane said.
“Well, we know it’s not our goddamn money. It’s like pulling teeth to get her to accept any gifts from us. She still hasn’t even agreed to let us give her the loan for her schooling and it’s been almost two weeks since we offered.”
Dane grimaced. “I’m seriously just gonna show her my goddamn bank account. Maybe then she’ll realize that paying her tuition isn’t a big deal.”
“It’s a big deal to her,” I said. “Keep your fat bank account numbers to yourself. We can’t push her into anything, Dane. Remember that. If she even thinks we’re trying to control her like her father did, then we’re fucked.”
Dane drained the rest of his whiskey. “Jesus, now I’m in as bad of a mood as you are.”
“Sorry,” I said.
“Some fucking birthday this is turning out to be for you, huh?” Dane said.
“It’s a good day,” I said. “Any day spent with the woman I love and my best friend is a good day.”
The front door opened and slammed shut and I could almost feel the gloom in the room lifting. Dane stood and, leaving his glass on the coffee table, jogged out of the living room.
I followed slowly, still feeling unsettled and anxious. Keeping my real feelings for Naomi hidden would be incredibly difficult. I already wanted to shout it from the fucking rooftops. I took a deep breath and stared at Dane when he stood in the doorway of the kitchen and blocked me from entering.
“What?”
Dane grinned at me. “Just wait a minute.”
“Wait a minute for what?”
“I have a surprise for you,” Naomi said from inside the kitchen. “Oh shit… ouch!”
“You okay, baby?” Dane said.
“Yeah, just incompetent with… uh, never mind.”
“What’s going on in there?” I said.
Dane’s grin widened but he didn’t reply. After about two minutes, Naomi said, “Okay, Dane let him in.”
Dane retreated into the kitchen and stepped to the left. I stared at Naomi standing next to the island. A birthday cake, the candles on top blazing brightly, sat on the marble surface.
She smiled at me and started to sing. Dane joined in and a smile spread across my face. Neither Dane nor Naomi could carry a tune in a goddamn bucket, and it was, without a doubt, the worst rendition of ‘Happy Birthday’, I’d ever heard.
The song ended and Naomi said, “Make a wish and blow out your candles, birthday boy.”
I closed my eyes, wished for Naomi’s love, and blew out the candles. Naomi clapped her hands before hugging me and pressing a kiss against my mouth. I returned her kiss, reaching down to squeeze her ass. She giggled and pulled away. “Behave. You need to eat your cake first, then I have a present to give you.”
“You didn’t have to get me a present,” I said.
She just smiled and handed the knife to me. “Cut the cake.”
She removed the candles as Dane grabbed plates and cutlery.
“Did you guys eat yet?” Naomi asked.
“Nah, we were waiting for you,” Dane said.
I cut into the cake as Naomi laughed and said, “Cake isn’t the best birthday dinner. Sorry, Mason.”
I grinned at her and tipped a piece onto her plate before handing it to her. “It’s perfect.”
“We could go out for dinner,” Dane said before popping a large bite of cake into his mouth. “It’s still early.”
“I’m good with staying in,” I said.
“We could order in some food from your favourite restaurant,” Naomi said.
“Sure.” I ate a piece of cake. “This is delicious. Thank you, sweetheart.”
“You’re welcome.” Naomi beamed at me. “I picked it up at this new bakery not far from the office. I wanted to bake you a cake but, honestly? I’m a decent cook but terrible at baking. Everything I try to bake turns out awful.”
“I would have loved it anyway,” I said.
She laughed. “You wouldn’t. Trust me.”
As she ate her cake, I couldn’t stop staring at her. I wasn’t the only one. Dane was studying her like a lovesick puppy, and I’m pretty sure I had the same stupid grin on my face. I couldn’t help it. She was just so fucking pure and beautiful. I couldn’t imagine my life without her. Didn’t want to imagine it.
“Here, I’ll take your plate,” Dane said when Naomi was finished.
She handed him her plate and he took mine as well. He loaded the dishwasher as I moved to Naomi and put my arms around her waist. I pressed a kiss against her lips. She tasted sweet like the frosting, and she opened her mouth when I licked along her bottom lip. I took the kiss deeper, the sweetness of her mouth overwhelming me. When I finally pulled back, Naomi was breathless, and I had one hell of an erection.
Dane was leaning against the counter, arms folded across his chest, his erection pushing against his pants. Naomi smiled at me. “So, do you want your present first or do you want to order in dinner first?”
“Present,” I said. I had no idea what the gift was, but I couldn’t wait to see it. The idea that I would have something from Naomi, in case she decided to move on and we never saw her again, was weirdly soothing.
“Well,” Naomi took a deep breath and glanced at Dane, “it’s kind of an unconventional gift but I’m pretty sure you’ll like it.”
“I’ll love it.” I kissed her smooth throat. “Whatever it is, sweetheart.”
“Okay, well, I thought for your birthday it would be nice if I, um, had sex with both of you. At once,” she added hastily when neither Dane nor I said anything.
Beside us, Dane’s body had gone stiff and he was staring at Naomi like, if he moved or said anything, she might change her mind. I didn’t blame him. Naomi was offering us our biggest fucking fantasy and my cock was suddenly leaking so much precum, it was like a damn lake in my pants.
“Uh, if that’s what you want.” Naomi’s voice was suddenly unsure. “I mean, if you don’t, that’s fine too. I could give you another blowjob for your birthday present instead.”
I wanted to say something, anything, but I was struck dumb by the image of Naomi’s lush body between mine and my best friend’s. Of her being impaled on both of our dicks, of her moaning and wiggling and cumming while we fucked her hard.
“Can one of you say something?” Naomi said. “I thought the end goal was for all of us to have sex together, but you guys are starting to freak me out a little. Do you not want that?”
“Baby,” Dane’s voice was a hoarse rasp, “you have no fucking idea how much we want that.”
“Then why are you acting so weird?” Naomi said.
“I don’t know about Dane, but I don’t have enough blood left in my brain to form coherent thoughts,” I said.
Naomi laughed before reaching down and cupping my erection. “Your cock does seem to like the idea.”
Jesus, I loved it when Naomi talked dirty. She’d been so shy when we’d first met her. I loved her newfound confidence about sex.
She reached out with her other hand to cup Dane’s dick. As she rubbed and massaged both of us, she gave us a naughty smile. “What do you say we go up to the bedroom?”
; “Fuck, yes.”
Chapter Thirteen
Naomi
Dane and Mason hustled me upstairs to the bedroom, stripped me naked, and put my collar and cuffs on so fast, I almost giggled. I wondered if they thought I would change my mind. They were worrying needlessly if they did.
I wanted the both of them at once with an all-consuming need that wouldn’t go away. The last few days, I’d been obsessed with the idea of fucking the two of them together and Mason’s birthday was perfect timing.
Mason and Dane were stripping off their clothes. I watched with what I was sure was a dumb smile on my face as Dane took out lube and a condom from the drawer and set them both on the bedside table.
Mason sat next to me on the bed and took my hand. “Sweetheart, are you sure this is what you want? I love this as a birthday gift but if you’re not ready or -”
“I’m ready,” I said. “I want this more than anything, Mason.”
Some of the tension left his shoulders as Dane sat on the other side of me and kissed my throat just above my collar. “You’re so beautiful, Naomi.”
“Thank you,” I said. “You guys are beautiful too.”
Mason cupped my breast, his fingers working my nipple into an aching hardness. “What you’re doing tonight, what you’re giving us, is an incredible gift, Naomi. Thank you.”
I smiled at him. I loved how sweet and appreciative they were being, but holy God, if we didn’t get to the fucking soon, I was gonna lose my mind.
“You’re welcome. Now, can we get to the fucking?”
My face went hot at my words but both Mason and Dane laughed before Dane gave me a searing hot kiss that only flamed my need. “Yes, baby, we can get to the fucking. Lie on your back in the center of the bed and spread those beautiful thighs.”
I did what he asked, frowning a little when he stretched out on his stomach between them. “This isn’t a sex position, this is an… ohhh, oh right there.”
Dane had licked my pussy from my entrance to my clit and I reached down and gripped his head, grinding my pussy against his mouth, even as I said, “We’re supposed to be having sex, not… oh! Oh fuck!”
My body quivered and my complaint died in my throat when Dane sucked on my already throbbing clit. Dane was a master at eating pussy, and who was I to complain if he wanted to eat me out?
Mason was gently shoving pillows under my head and upper back. When he had me in the position he wanted, he tugged on the collar around my neck before trailing his fingers between my breasts and then pulling on my nipples.
I arched, staring hungrily at his dripping cock as Dane slid two fingers deep into my pussy.
“Open,” Mason said with another tug on my collar.
I opened immediately, moaning happily when Mason slid his cock deep into my mouth. My cries of pleasure as Dane sucked on my clit again were muffled by Mason’s thick shaft. I tried to concentrate on licking and sucking his dick, but Dane was going to town on my pussy and the pleasure was short-circuiting my brain.
I didn’t know if it was the knowledge that I was about to be fucked by both of them, or if Dane was just putting extra effort into eating my pussy, but it took approximately three minutes before I was cumming all over his face. Mason’s dick was still shoved deep into my mouth and he groaned when I sucked his dick frantically as I came.
He slid in and out of my mouth, his hands threaded deep in my hair as Dane sat up and wiped his face on the sheet. I was so wet I could feel my cream dripping down my pussy and into the crack of my ass. Dane was rolling on a condom and Mason pulled out of my mouth.
“You don’t want her mouth first?” he said to Dane.
“No.” Dane’s big body was vibrating lightly. “I need to fuck her, Mason.”
“You and me both,” Mason said before sitting me up. “Move over, sweetheart. Let Dane lie down.”
I moved to the side, closer to Mason, and he groaned again when I licked a path from his navel to his cock. I cleaned the precum from the head of his dick before kissing my way down his thick shaft. I was about to suck on his balls – I’d learned quickly that it drove him crazy when I did that – when he pulled me away from his dick with a hand around my collar.
“Mason, let me!” I scowled at him as he smoothed my hair back from my face.
“No, sweetheart. I’m already close to cumming.”
I tugged free of his grip and tried to do it anyway. Mason pulled me away again and Dane gave me a sharp and painful slap to my ass.
I squealed and glared at both men. “Stop it.”
“Be our good girl or I’ll spank your ass before I fuck it,” Mason said.
I shivered all over as I contemplated his words. Since my very first spanking, I’d been spanked twice more, once by Mason and once by Dane. Each time I’d both loved and hated it. It hurt like hell and sitting for the next few days was pure torture, but my orgasms after being spanked were off-the-charts intense. I had no idea what it was about being spanked that made me so hot, but despite knowing what the pain would be afterwards, I was seriously considering whether I wanted to disobey Mason.
Dane grinned and nipped at the back of my shoulder. “Do you have any idea how much I love that you enjoy being spanked?”
“I don’t enjoy it,” I lied.
Dane smacked my ass again, making me cry out and jerk forward. His hand cupped my throat and he pulled me back against his chest, his lips sucking at my earlobe and his fingers plucking at my right nipple. “Now you’re lying to us? You really do want to be spanked. Don’t you, bad girl?”
“What I want,” I arched into Dane’s touch, “is for the both of you to stop stalling and fuck me already.”
Mason laughed and reached for the lube. “I thought it was my birthday present. Shouldn’t I get to be the demanding one?”
Before I could reply, Dane had rolled to his back and was tugging on my collar. “C’mon, bad girl, ride my cock.”
I climbed onto him eagerly. Any shyness about my extra weight had disappeared a long time ago. It was impossible not to know that Dane and Mason found me attractive and hot. You could see it in the way they looked at me, in the way they touched me. God, I loved them.
I straddled Dane, reaching down to grip his cock in my hand before sliding it into my soaking wet pussy. I groaned, his thickness filling me up and stretching my walls, just like it always did. It took a few tries before he was fully sheathed. Mason was stroking my back with the tips of his fingers, his cock already shiny with lube, and Dane smiled at me when I sank down fully and made another low groan.
“Good, baby?”
“Really good,” I panted as I made a few short thrusts. Dane stayed perfectly still, letting me ride his cock the way I wanted as Mason continued to trace my back. When his lube-slicked fingers slipped between my ass cheeks and probed at my anus, I took a deep breath and relaxed.
“Good girl,” Mason said before sliding two fingers deep into my ass.
As always, it felt surprisingly good, and I didn’t resist when Dane reached up, curled his fingers around my collar and tugged me down until my breasts were pressed against his chest.
He kissed the tip of my nose, my chin, and then finally my mouth. I moaned and kissed him hard, sliding my tongue between his lips. His heavy arms curled around my waist and his hands rested in the small of my back as he pumped in and out of my pussy with hard and heavy strokes.
I moaned again, the combination of Mason’s fingers in my ass and Dane’s dick in my pussy, bringing me closer to an orgasm.
“Don’t hold back, sweetheart,” Mason said. “Cum for us.”
I let my climax wash over me in a sweet, dizzying rush that made my pussy and my ass tighten around Dane’s cock and Mason’s fingers.
“It feels so good when you cum on my dick,” Dane said against my mouth. Behind me, I could feel Mason moving into position between Dane’s legs. I rested my forehead against Dane’s and drew in a shuddering breath as the last of my climax made my entire body tingle.
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Dane’s big hands were gripping my ass and I jerked when he spread the cheeks apart and lube dripped over my hole.
“Shh, baby,” he said and nuzzled my neck. “Just relax.”
“Cold,” I said.
“Sorry, sweetheart.” Mason’s fingers quickly warmed the lube up. “Are you ready for me?”
“I think so,” I said.
“If you’ve changed your mind, it’s okay,” Mason said. “We can stop right now. Right, Dane?”
Dane laugh was a bit strangled. “Yeah, of course.”
“I don’t want to stop, and I haven’t changed my mind,” I said. “Do it, Mason.”
The head of his cock pressed against me and Dane squeezed my ass cheeks before holding them open even wider.
“Deep breath, sweetheart,” Mason said.
I breathed in deep and released it as Mason pushed. I pushed back against the pressure, telling myself not to freak out, that it wasn’t any different from the plugs we’d been using.
Only it was different. Mason’s cock was bigger than the plugs and the pressure was already feeling like too much. I gritted my teeth, blew out my breath and pushed back again. I was doing this even if it…
“Oh!”
The pop of pain made my eyes water and Dane immediately released my ass and rubbed my lower back with his warm hands. “Deep breaths, baby. C’mon.”
I sucked in air and let it out, before taking another breath and releasing it a bit more slowly.
“Okay?” Dane said.
“Yeah.” The pain had vanished, and I was left with a feeling of unbelievable fullness.
I glanced over my shoulder at Mason. “Are you in?”
“The head is.” He stroked my thighs.
“Just the head? Crap,” I said.
Dane smiled at me and eased his hand between us to cup my tit. He circled the nipple with his thumb as the feeling of fullness increased.
“Oh,” I moaned when Mason reached under me and palmed my pussy. He rubbed his fingers against my clit, and I squirmed against Dane as pleasure started to creep past the discomfort. “Oh, that feels good.”
Mason was breathing hard and I could feel him sliding slowly in and out, each time sinking a little deeper into my ass. Finally, with a low groan, he stopped moving, his pelvis pressed against my ass, his hand still cupping my pussy.
