by Ivy Fox
“Your clothes first. Take them off,” I counter.
Chad’s jaw ticks in frustration as Saint leans down and chuckles in my ear.
“Boy Scout doesn’t like to take orders. He likes to give them. Isn’t that right?”
There’s a bite to Saint’s voice, but there is also longing, too.
I’m curious about what he means by that, but Chad doesn’t offer any explanation, preferring to take a step back and take his clothes off as I requested.
We both watch on bated breath as Chad slowly pulls his long sleeve shirt over his head, takes off his shoes and socks, and then begins to unbutton his jeans. I lick my lips as he strips off his clothes until he’s as bare and naked as we are. I stand there in awe, appreciating the sight before me. I’d forgotten how beautiful he was. My gaze lingers down his washboard abs to that tantalizing V that points the way to our prize. Just as impressive as Saint’s, Chad’s very erect shaft tickles the soft fine blond hairs at his navel, precum beading at its tip, veins bulging at its side. He narrows his eyes at me, the heat of his stare making my clit throb. He waits impatiently for my next move, and when I don’t give him one, he smiles triumphantly.
“Turn around,” he commands again, and this time I comply. “Kiss him.”
Saint doesn’t wait for more instructions, bending down to capture my mouth with his. My stomach clenches with aching need as I fully give in to his kiss. Saint claims my tongue as his, the cool feel of his tongue ring only intensifying how good he feels ravishing every crevice of my mouth. He nips at the seam of my lower lip, dragging his teeth across it before diving in again to deliver another knee-buckling kiss.
And suddenly, we’re no longer alone in our little cocoon. Two strong hands cover Saint’s on my hips, giving them a little squeeze before skating up my torso. I squirm in place, digging my nails into Saint’s tattooed chest when Chad begins to pepper my shoulder blade with soft, gentle kisses. Cautious at first, but with every small whimper that escapes me, he becomes more confident, his teeth biting into my flesh and leaving his own mark on my body.
Each of their pulsating hard-ons taunt me—one pressed against my belly and the other, jerking up and down the crack of my ass—making me wonder how good it would feel for us to be connected like this.
I’m barely hanging on by a thread, needing both of them to stop with this maddening foreplay and just take me already. On a loud whimper, I break away from Saint’s lips, utterly drunk off his kiss, to thread my fingers with Chad’s guiding his hands until they are on my heavy aching breasts. In one fast move, Chad swings me around, my back hitting Saint’s chest. My eyes widen at the change of position. Saint tilts my neck to the side to lick the slope until his hot breath is in my ear, biting the lobe.
“Is this what you wanted?” he groans, watching Chad’s lips find their way to my sensitive nipples, teasing them into tiny studs.
“Yes!” I cry when I feel Saint’s deft fingers brush against my clit.
“Are you wet, Princess? Knowing that we’re about to fuck you raw?”
Jesus!
I don’t know what gets me hotter—his fingers running up and down my wet slit or his dirty mouth whispering in my ear.
“Answer him,” Chad orders, biting down on my nipple so deliciously hard that white spots blur my vision.
“Looks like hellcat is at a loss for words. You’re going to have to taste her for yourself,” Saint growls, lifting his two fingers up from my pussy and shoving them in Chad’s mouth.
I honestly feel myself dripping down my thighs when Chad closes his lids into two tight slits, moaning as Saint fucks his mouth with my juices. The sensation of their hands on me, added with the visual stimulation of them together, is too much for me to bear, making my knees begin to tremble.
“I need another taste just to make sure,” Chad explains before falling to his knees, his tongue licking a trail up my inner thigh until it finds my soaking pussy.
On a loud wail, I grab a fistful of his blond hair to keep him right there where I need him most. Saint then lifts me by the waist until my legs fall on Chad’s wide shoulders, his face now buried so deep in between my thighs, I can’t see his face. I turn my head to the side, Saint hearing my plea for his mouth before I even have time to beg him for it. His lips crash on mine, and I yield willingly to his tongue’s ardent invasion. I pant into his mouth when I feel his finger begin to toy with my puckered hole, increasing my arousal. All the while, Chad’s sweet torturous tongue has me rubbing my pussy unashamedly in his face. I’m a pawn in both their hands—as they coax out every illicit sensation there is—and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Just as my impending orgasm is starting to surface, I feel an arm pass under me and latching onto Saint’s cock at my back.
“Fuck,” he growls into my mouth before breaking our kiss, his forehead falling to my shoulder.
When I feel the absence of Chad’s mouth on my pussy, on reflex, I look down and see him licking his lips, his stare fixed on both of us.
“Don’t cum,” he orders. “Only she can. Not you. Not yet anyway.”
The glint of mischief in his eyes has me squirming in anticipation. My heart rattles in its cage when I feel Chad guide Saint’s nine-inch dick into my opening, his mouth going for another taste. Without reserve, his tongue lashes at my core, swirling away while Saint’s teeth bite into my skin as he thrusts deep into the heart of me.
“ARGH!” I yell, unequipped to handle their combined attack.
Saint slowly pounds into my center while Chad vigorously laps at it, cleaning up all my juices. Saint’s breathing behind me starts coming in spurts as the lover who is still on his knees slides his arms around us, grabbing his ass cheeks. He increases Saint’s rhythm, making it sync with the way his mouth is eating me out.
My head falls back on Saint’s chest as the conductor of our symphony wrings out what will undoubtedly be the biggest orgasm I have ever experienced. Every muscle in my body begins to spasm, propelling me into unknown territory. All the blood in my veins seems to flow to my swollen clit, while my nipples harden further. And when I feel my core start to clench around Saint’s cock, I let go and ride my climax, yelling out their names until I almost lose my voice.
“My turn,” Chad commands, standing up, and wrapping my legs around his hips.
I’m barely lucid when my black-eyed boy falls to his haunches, taking a big bite out of my ass before his tongue begins to lick around my most forbidden of places. My lids feel heavy, my limp and debilitated body still trying to come to grips with what it just went through. I cling to Chad’s neck for support while Saint starts to fuck my ass with his tongue. My eyelashes flutter open when I feel the tip of Chad’s cock rub against my sensitive flesh.
“Don’t close your eyes, Elle. I want to see them when I finally claim you as mine.”
My heart flips in my chest at the sincerity in his gaze.
“I want to feel your tight cunt squeezing my cock to the point of pain. Can you do that for me, baby?”
I nod obediently because that’s all I can muster to do right now. With his stellar eyes on mine, my need to have him inside me increases tenfold.
“I want to bury myself so deep inside you that you can never get rid of me again,” he confesses, my nails digging into his back as he drives his massive cock into me in one slow, fluid motion.
Oh, my God!
“I knew it would be like this. I knew it,” he whimpers, his stare never once leaving mine.
I cup his face as he fondles my breasts, hammering into me with such passion, it’s hard to string a sentence together. So, I go for the only one that I can still articulate.
“I love you,” I whisper truthfully into his parted lips, making his thrusts falter for a split second just to look at me.
“And I love you,” he vows before picking up speed to his previous tempo.
His lids close at the sound of my professed love and kisses me so sweetl
y, so gently, that the two contradictory sensations are all I need to stumble over to the promised land once again.
“So fucking responsive,” he praises, driving his cock two more times into my pussy before pulling out.
I’m completely vanquished in their arms, my climax leaving me utterly ruined. And yet, the butterflies in my stomach take flight, knowing they aren’t done with me. Not by a long shot.
“Lie her down, Saint,” Chad commands, his dominant tone fully restored, heating the blood coursing through my veins.
Saint picks me up under my unsteady legs, his knees making the bed dip as he lays me down on top of it and lies by my side. Without a second to spare, Chad slides right up against me, grabbing my face in his hands and kissing me stupid. It’s been forever and a day since I’ve kissed him like this, and the realization makes me want to weep in sadness as well as cry out in ecstasy. I almost combust with just this one kiss, my whole body feeling like it’s burning, and all it will take is just one spark to set it completely aflame. Chad pushes me onto my back, pinning my arms above my head, as Saint’s lips keep nibbling my skin as he travels down my body.
“Spread her legs,” Chad demands huskily in between kisses. “I want to see her ride your tongue.”
I’m starting to understand what Saint meant earlier about Chad liking to give orders. He gets off by being in control, and luckily for him, he’s found two lovers that are all too willing to do his bidding.
“Argh!” I shout when Saint’s pierced tongue takes one good long swipe.
Chad swallows my moans with his mouth, his hands still toying with my nipples. Pinching them, teasing them. Making them ache for his mouth on them. The overabundance of immense pleasure striking me from every angle is taking everything I have in me not to come undone.
I ride Saint’s face as he continues to ravish my pussy like a man starved. My eyes widen to two large saucers when Chad grips Saint’s hair and makes sure his head never moves away from inside my thighs. My back begins to arch off the mattress, the bright light on the horizon threatening to blind me.
“Cum for us, baby. Just cum,” Chad whispers on a pained breath, his fingers strumming Saint’s jet-black locks as he fucks me with his tongue and digits.
I shout from the top of my lungs, my third orgasm slicing me into so many beautiful pieces, comforted in knowing they will glue them all back together again with their love.
Saint crawls up my body, his chin glistening with my arousal. His gaze bounces from me to Chad, groaning when his cock rubs against my drenched core, his tip right at my center, ready to possess me again. My jaw slacks open in utter awe when Chad yanks Saint by the nape of his neck and plants one of the hottest kisses I have ever seen in my life on him. Their tongues war with each other, nipping and biting until Saint pulls away breathless, his eyes now hooded.
“Not yet,” Chad reprimands, licking Saint’s throat and then pushing him off me.
I whimper in frustration, only to have Chad chuckle at my eagerness. With his heady gaze on me, he twists one of my nipples so hard that the unexpected pain has me squirming in place, thrashing on the bed and leaving a puddle of desire on Saint’s sheets.
“All in due time, Elle. Don’t worry. I’ll let Saint fuck you again soon enough,” he mocks with a devilish smirk.
Dear lord, I could cum just by the way he’s looking at me.
“What about you?” I pant, running my fingernail over his chin, down his chest, until my hand finds his leaking cock. I draw a circle around his crown, soaking my thumb with his precum.
His jaw clenches as he watches me lift the digit to my mouth and suck on it, his salty essence awakening my taste buds.
“Do that again,” he orders me, his smoldering stare never wavering from my face.
I temper the smile that wants to burst out, both my hands reaching for his cock. Gripping the base and slowly jerking it up and down, I clean his tip with my finger. I’m about to put it in my mouth again when he grasps my wrist and shakes his head.
My forehead wrinkles in confusion, gaining the first gentle smile I’ve seen on his face since he walked into the room.
“If we’re going to do this right, babe, you need to learn how to share.”
My eyelids flutter at his insinuation, and I tilt my head over to the side, Saint’s lips already parted waiting for me.
I swallow dryly as my finger dives into his mouth, his pierced tongue peeking out until his lips engulf my finger completely. He sucks me in, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, leaving me even more needy for the two of them. He lets my finger go with a pop, his cock leaving a trail of precum on my outer thigh. My chest heaves, completely entranced by it all. It’s only when Saint throws me a mischievous wink that I’m pulled out of my lust-filled haze.
“I think she likes to share just fine,” he teases, picking up my wrist and planting a soft kiss on the inside of it. “Don’t you, Princess?”
“I’ll be the judge of that,” Chad interjects with an authoritative edge to his tone. My neck turns over to the other love of my life.
“Are you always this bossy?” I stammer, gaining a snicker from Saint beside me.
Chad’s fingers grasp my chin, his face looming over mine until his breath tickles my nose.
“Yes,” he retorts evenly.
My throat becomes instantly parched with the sinful threat swimming in his stare.
“I won’t hide who I am or what I want any longer. No more secrets. That’s what you want, right?”
I nod, my tongue licking my dry lips.
“Well, this is me. I’ll own every part of you until you forget your own name. I’ll tie you up when I want to, gag you if I so choose. I’ll mark your perfect skin with my teeth and cum. I’ll bend you over my knee and spank your ass raw until it has my finger marks imprinted on each cheek. I’ll do that and so much more, but only if you accept me for who I am. Like I accept you. Like I’ll accept us.”
His tone is firm and true, but behind his green-meadow stare, there is a glimmer of fear. Frightened that I might reject him for how he wants to show me his love. I’m still at a loss for words when Saint pulls my chin in his direction.
“Don’t be scared, cariño. Boy Scout might do all those things to you, but you’ll love every moment of it. He’ll never push you farther than what you are willing to give. What either one of us is willing to give.”
Saint turns his attention back to Chad, their gaze meeting in the middle, gratitude and love pulling them together. I grab each of their hands, making them entwine their fingers together before bringing their knuckles to my lips. I kiss each one and take turns staring at the two broken souls, who I’ve given my heart to.
“I trust you. Both of you. I’m yours. All I ask in return is that you’ll both be mine, too.”
Saint smiles lovingly at me while Chad lets out a small grunt, his cock digging into my hip before he turns around.
“What are you doing?” Saint asks when Chad pulls his bedside table drawer open.
“Looking for condoms.”
“You won’t find any.”
Chad jerks his head toward us in confusion.
“I’m… I’m on the pill,” I explain, not wanting to go into further detail.
He gives us both a curt nod and goes back to his search.
“Didn’t you hear her? She’s on the pill, Blondie. And we’re both clean,” Saint adds, more forcefully this time. “What the fuck are you looking for?”
“This,” Chad explains, swinging a tube of lube in his hand.
Saint’s petrol stare is set ablaze, silencing anything else he had to say. Chad lies fully at my side, cupping my cheek with his free hand.
“Turn around and wrap your arms around Saint’s neck. Can you do that for me, baby?”
“What… What are you going to do?”
“Saint is going to fuck your sweet pussy with his fingers first and then his cock,” he explains methodically.
“While he does that, I’m going to prime your ass until it’s ready for me. After you’ve cum, and shouted out his name, I want to hear mine fall from your lips when I take you from behind.”
My eyes strain down his body until they end on his huge shaft. No way that thing is going to fit in my ass.
As if reading my thoughts, Saint pulls my chin to him and leaves a chaste kiss on my lips.
“It will feel good. Trust me.”
“Have you… has he?”
Saint nods.
“Like I said, it will feel real good. He’ll make sure of it.”
I push my reservations to the back of my mind and turn toward Saint, wrapping my arms around his neck just like Chad ordered, leaving my ass completely exposed to him.
Sensing my nervous state, they don’t start their assault on me right away. First, they just kiss every patch of skin they can find while Saint’s fingers begin to strum at my folds. As he kisses me breathless, I feel Chad’s teeth nibble at my earlobe before leaving butterfly kisses along my shoulder, up to the crook of my neck, and down my spine. Instantly I feel safe in their embrace, letting myself surrender to their care. To their love.
And how sweet and delicious it is.
Every kiss and caress has me spiraling until I’m unashamedly rubbing my ass against Chad’s crotch, my core seeking the friction of Saint’s fingers on me.
“More.” I hear myself call out when their touch doesn’t scratch the coiling need inside my belly.
I whimper in delight when Saint adds two fingers inside me, and Chad begins to tease my puckered hole with his lubricated finger before breaching the hole entirely. It does feel good. Just like they promised it would. But now that they planted the seed in my mind of how good it could be with both of them inside me, that’s all I yearn for.
“More,” I repeat, louder this time.
“So greedy.” Chad chuckles as he slowly adds a second digit inside me.
Once he feels my body has acclimated to the intrusion, he surprises me by adding another.
“Fuck!” Saint growls when my pussy clenches around his fingers.
“Oh, my God!” I pant, sinking my nails into his shoulders so I can ride the wave that is fast approaching.
