The good news was that Lucy had already agreed to spend the night with them again. They’d asked her for Monday night, too, but she’d declined, claiming that she had laundry to do that should’ve been done over the weekend. She’d also said she wanted to spend the evening all alone. He didn’t know what she had planned but the light shining in her eyes when she’d mentioned her evening alone had made him curious.
The tension had reached astronomical proportions by the time Beck and Patrick turned off the movie they’d been watching after PJ was bathed and put to bed. Lucy lay on the couch between them and they’d been playfully petting and stroking her until she’d become restless and needy for more. Even through the denim she wore, Beck could feel how hot she was.
“Can we go to bed, guys?” Lucy whispered with blatant lust in her eyes. “I need fucking…bad.”
Chapter Eleven
Lucy never ceased to amaze Beck. One minute she was an angel, and the next she was a little devil. He loved that about her.
Quicker than a lightning bolt, Beck was up and off of the couch. Patrick turned off the home theater system and tossed the remote aside on the couch as he helped her up.
After shutting out the lights, they went into Patrick’s bedroom and locked the door. Her blue jeans and top, and their clothing, fell to the floor and they sandwiched her between them. Her body heat sent a sizzling electrical current through him and his ramrod-stiff cock throbbed with fiery pulses of lust.
With one arm in front of her and the other arm behind her, she held them to her tightly. Possessively. She moaned when Beck gripped her ass cheeks and squeezed firmly. Somehow he always seemed to wind up behind her and he liked that just fine.
He loved the feel of her solid, warm flesh in his hands. He was fascinated by the way her waist tapered and then flared at her hips, framing her upside-down heart-shaped ass. He’d caught himself drooling a couple of times just from watching the way she moved, swinging her hips in unconscious enticement as she walked.
“Find something you like back there, Beck?” she asked as she pushed back against him.
“Matter of fact, I was just wondering when you’re going to let us fuck this tight little ass of yours, sweetness,” Beck growled. The lust in Patrick’s eyes probably mirrored his own. It was obvious he’d wondered the same thing.
“Beck’s an ass man,” Patrick said with a chuckle as he went down on his knees in front of her. “On the other hand, I’m a breast man.” He looked up at her with worship in his eyes. It was the truth that they were becoming a little obsessed with all her body parts.
“You don’t have to kneel in front of me, Patrick” she whispered as she rubbed his shoulder. “The floor must be hard on your knees.”
Patrick glanced at Beck and then smiled up at her. “I don’t mind kneeling for the right woman, Luce.” He closed his eyes and a shudder raced through Lucy’s body as he pressed his mouth to her abdomen and slowly squeezed and caressed her breasts, catching the nipples between his fingers.
Lucy’s head fell back as she moaned again, and Beck slid his hands up her arms and then wrapped them around her shoulders, letting her know she could lean against him. Beck watched her react to Patrick’s attention as he stroked her abdomen and sucked first one nipple and then the other.
Wanting to add to the barrage on her senses, Beck licked his middle finger and slid it between her curvy butt cheeks and smiled when she sucked in a deep breath as he found and circled her back door with his stroking finger. Her whole body went tense and her rim tightened.
With eyes closed, Patrick smiled around her nipple and slid his hands up her waist and held the full globes of her breasts in his hands and squeezed.
Beck dragged his teeth along her throat and a full body shudder wracked her as he bit down lightly on the cord of her neck just above her shoulder. Gooseflesh raced over her skin and her knees might have buckled if they hadn’t been holding her up when he slid his other hand over her abdomen and down to her pussy. Slick dampness soaked her outer lips, spilling out onto his fingers as he gently parted them. He rubbed her lips and found her clitoris already engorged and hot.
She reached behind her, grasping his shoulder with her warm hand, and she tried to speak but only made unintelligible moaning sounds.
He nibbled her earlobe and whispered, “Feel good, sweetness?”
“Oh…” was all she could manage at first. “You…you make me feel so good. I wish I could tell you how I…” Her voice caught in her throat. She shivered and sank her fingernails into his shoulder with a moan.
As curious as he was to know what she meant by her impassioned words, Beck persisted in sliding his moist fingertip around her anus as he caressed her juicy, wet cunt with his other fingertips. Her lips were swollen and her opening was tight and hot, and all he could think about was getting inside her. At the rate they were going, he’d explode before that happened.
When they’d talked to Ethan earlier in the week at the Dancing Pony, he’d suggested that if they really wanted a ménage, then her comfort and needs were their first priority. He’d also suggested that they take the sex in stages, rather than starting out with double penetration. Beck had been a little embarrassed when Ethan asked if she was experienced with anal sex and he’d had no idea.
Ethan had leaned against the bar and said, “You two need to have a talk about your expectations, so you can work together when she tells you what she wants. You can’t afford to wing this.”
Beck had accepted his words of wisdom, and Patrick and he had that talk on the way home from the Dancing Pony. Thinking about Lucy had been arousing as hell but by the time they were finished they had a loose plan.
“I’m ready, Beck.”
Beck couldn’t help the smile that curled his lips upward. “Ready for what, sweetness?”
She arched her back, pressing her breasts against Patrick’s face and her ass against his fingers. “Your cock in my ass.”
Patrick stopped what he was doing and looked up at her, seriousness in his expression. “Have you had anal sex before, Luce?”
Lucy’s long hair brushed against Beck’s cheeks and caught in his stubble as she shuddered and whispered, “No. I never wanted to before now. Is that okay?” There was the barest trace of hesitance in her tone.
“Is it okay if you’re an anal virgin?” Beck murmured and then kissed her shoulder. “Of course.”
Patrick rose to his feet and leaned down to kiss her. “We’ll be very gentle and prepare you first.”
She looked between them. “I think that’s the reason I’ve never gone there before. I know it’ll be hard to control once you get started and I’ve never been with anyone I trusted that much.”
Beck tipped her chin in his direction and whispered, “We’ll take good care of you.”
The discussion was making his dick even harder, and he was a little surprised by the protective feelings she stirred inside of him. Rather than losing the grip on his control, it tightened and focused. Like Ethan had said, she was his first priority, not his dick. Her trust was a gift he didn’t think he’d earned yet.
He ran the backs of his fingers down her spine. “Let’s get you on the bed.”
A pretty blush filled her cheeks and she nodded. Lucy was such a beguiling mix of lush sexiness and innocence. She didn’t mind being the aggressor in sex but she also allowed them to take control when they needed it.
He felt the shift in the tension when she let them position her on her stomach with her torso draped over a couple of bed pillows. Patrick removed supplies from the drawer in the nightstand, slipped into the bathroom, and returned with a couple of hand towels.
Since she’d seemed to like it before, Beck took the time to light the candles around the bedroom, as she lay watching him from her relaxed position on the pillows. He turned on the stereo in the bedroom and set the volume low. Dark as midnight, her hair was fanned out around her and she wrapped her arms around the pillows as she let out a long sigh.
; He sheathed his cock in a condom at her request, and they set about preparing her, not only her ass, but her whole body, for the experience. Patrick slid his hand under her right knee and lifted until her thigh was perpendicular with her torso, giving Beck easier access to her rear entrance.
While Beck spread a generous dollop of lubricant on his fingertips, Patrick stroked her back, her ass, and her thighs, sensitizing her to their touch and helping her prepare for Beck’s fingers. Neither of them wanted her jumpy or nervous.
A new song with a deep, sultry rhythm started and Lucy let out a sigh and smiled. Beck noticed a wave of gooseflesh rise on her skin as he spread her ass cheeks a little and slid his lubed fingers against her already quivering and clenching asshole. Her gaze found his and he didn’t look away as he gently massaged her sphincter. She let out a low groan and pressed her cheek against the pillow and grew a little restless. His cock twitched in reaction when she licked her lower lip and then bit it.
“You okay, sweetness?” His voice sounded gravelly in his throat and he groaned a little, too. Patrick slid his hand over the butt cheek closest to him, cast a quick glance at Beck and then held her open so Beck could apply more lubricant.
A long breath left her and she shifted against his hand as he pressed more firmly against her asshole, smiling when he realized she was doing her best to help him. Her anus gave just a little and allowed the tip of his finger entry. The rim was so tight he went very slowly, rubbing all the way around, working the lubricant inside her. She was going to require every bit of his patience, a quality he’d never been proud of having that much of, but he’d be damned if he would rush this. He’d take good care of her if it killed him. She’d entrusted this to him—hell, Patrick had entrusted this to him—and he wasn’t letting either of them down.
He handed the bottle of lube to Patrick, who whispered reassuringly to Lucy, while he put more lube on Beck’s fingers and he began working it into her quivering asshole. She breathed out with each gentle thrust of his finger and her cheeks grew rosy as his finger went deeper with each pass.
“Very nice, sweetness. You’re pretty tight and I need to stretch you a bit now.”
Her breath turned to panting and her asshole clenched in reaction to his words. Her cunt was juicy and swollen with arousal, giving him the assurance that he needed.
She looked back at him and smiled. The warmth in her eyes made his heart palpitate as she whispered, “I trust you.”
He’d never felt more unworthy…or determined to earn her trust.
She moaned when he pressed two fingertips against her anus and began massaging and circling again, stretching the muscle to accommodate the larger circumference. She tilted her ass up to him and breathed out and he slowed his forward motion as she let him inside her again. She panted and a sheen of perspiration broke out on her satiny skin, firing his arousal even higher.
Patrick slid his other hand down to her left butt cheek and held her open for Beck and whispered, “You’re doing great, Luce. Just keep breathing deep and relaxing. Your little asshole is very tight and the last thing we want is to hurt you.”
Lucy made a soft mewing sound and tightened her grip on her pillows as she nodded and rested her cheek on them. Her rim stretched to accept his fingers and she lifted her ass to him with each stroke. The way her hips rolled with her movements was hypnotic and sexy.
He nearly came when she moaned and arched up as he added a third finger. “Oh God! I want to come!”
Patrick and Beck grinned and Patrick leaned over to kiss her shoulder. “In just a minute you’re going to get your chance, little tiger.”
Her pitiful moan nearly made Beck take mercy on her but he wanted her at a fever pitch when the moment arrived. Patrick looked at him and nodded. She was ready.
Beck had asked Patrick, prior to that night, to help him judge her reactions because he never wanted to hurt her out of pride in his own abilities. This was a team effort. He applied a generous amount of lube to his hot, heavy cock and Patrick handed him a towel to wipe his hands, which he used and tossed aside.
At the shift in his movements, Lucy looked back at him. He was entranced by the glazed, needy look in her eyes. Normally a piercing light blue color, when she was fully aroused her pupils were dilated and surrounded by a pale ring of blue. She was the most entrancingly beautiful woman he’d ever seen. And she was theirs. Her eyes were all he could see as she looked at him with both lust and trust. Relied on him.
Beck covered her warm, slick body with his own, bracing himself on his forearms as Patrick shifted to lie parallel to her and stroke her thigh. Beck pressed a kiss against her left shoulder as he slid his hand up the underside of her right thigh and lifted it until her thigh rested along her side, giving him full access to her ass.
She trembled and arched back against him, her eyelids slowly sliding closed as he positioned his cock at her back entrance.
Control yourself. Go slow. She always comes first…in every way.
The urge to thrust was so powerful he had to bite the inside of his cheek to distract himself. The taste of copper hit his tongue as he flexed his hips and the head pressed against her tight ring. Heat like a furnace blast raged through him and he had to breathe deep to keep under control. She was so fucking hot and tight that he was going to suffer seven levels of hell while giving her time to adjust to him and getting all the way inside her.
“Breathe, Luce,” Patrick whispered as Lucy trembled and moaned beneath him. Her plaintive sound as Beck inched in a tiny bit was all the reminder he needed.
“Hurts,” she whispered in a tremulous voice and he ceased his forward motion but didn’t back off. He kissed her temple and balanced on his left forearm as he caressed her shoulder and her back and then down to her thigh.
She hissed and grew restless beneath him, and Beck realized Patrick had slid his hand beneath her and must’ve been stroking her pussy. Her asshole clenched and she moaned again, lifted her head off the pillow a bit, and then ground her ass against him in a tentative motion. He slipped in further with her movements and she let out a long sigh and then relaxed against him.
“Oh, Beck, more. Give me more.”
“You sure? I can wait.” I’ll die.
“It’s better now. God, Patrick, what you’re doing to me. I love this. I get it now.”
Beck slid in another couple of inches on one smooth stroke and pulled out just as far. She moaned and the sound was a joyful one. He had to know. “What do you get now?”
“What it means to be made love to by more than one man. It’s more than just processing all the sensations. I can’t keep up and I just realized I don’t have to.”
“No you don’t,” Patrick murmured against her shoulders. “You don’t have to work at pleasing us. You just need to enjoy what we give you.”
“Yes.” She shuddered and a deep moan of pleasure came from her as Beck thrust again, going a little deeper. He inched forward on his knees just a little and thrust downward, smiling when she lost the power to speak for a moment and her eyes rolled back. “That the spot, sweetness?”
“Holy fuck, yes!”
She bowed her back and then arched against him and ground her hips in a circular motion and Beck shook with satisfaction at the feel of being balls deep in her ass.
He pressed tight against her and growled as he thrust again, unable to deny the caveman inside him.
She was theirs. It was undeniable. But her ass was his first.
Patrick had asked him what his expectations were and Beck had been clear on sharing with him. Beck’s one request was that he be the first to take her ass, regardless of whether she was an anal virgin or not. Patrick had agreed once Beck told him he’d make sure she was well prepared and Patrick would be there when it happened. He wouldn’t have it any other way.
“I’m not going to last,” Beck murmured as he pulled out and thrust again.
“Me either,” moaned Lucy as she buried her cheek in the pillow and pushed her ass back a
gainst him.
Beck gripped the back of her right knee and held her in position and nodded at Patrick so he’d continue stroking her cunt as Beck’s control finally shredded. If he died now, he’d be one happy son of a bitch.
* * * *
Lucy grimaced and the scream bubbled up inside her as the burning ecstasy bloomed into a conflagration. If she screamed she was afraid Beck would stop because he’d think he’d hurt her. He’d been so careful and gentle.
The cry left her lips as Patrick captured her clit between two fingers and rubbed against her in the circular motion he knew drove her wild. She felt light as a feather and her self-control deserted her. She shoved her ass against Beck in wild abandon, mutely demanding he fill her to the root and take her to the stars.
His entire body vibrated against her as he held her tight, his left hand sliding under the pillows to clasp with her left hand as he held her thigh up and pounded into her ass, giving her the thing she needed the most. The wild side of him that he held in reserve.
Feeling the rise of certain orgasm, she opened her eyes and smiled at Patrick as he drew close and kissed her while Beck buried his face in her hair on her other side. She felt utterly encompassed. Her hips bucked in a wild rhythm, losing time with Beck as Patrick pinched her clit between those fingers, slid his fingers into her cunt, and then withdrew and captured her clit again.
“Oh!” she reared up beneath Beck as her orgasm exploded inside her and Patrick caught her scream with his kiss a split second before it shattered the relative quiet of the house.
The climax raged through her like a wildfire. Beck clasped her hip in his right hand and gave her the full length of his cock on every stroke until she was consumed by yet another orgasm, and then he bowed over her, every inch of his powerful physique shuddering violently as he growled deep, a wild, feral sound that made her cunt clench with excitement. She was flattened when he fell forward on her, trembling and shuddering, as he gasped for breath.
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