by Diane Leyne
Mal looked at his brother, and then they both looked at Rebecca, waiting. He watched the emotions play over her face and then a kind of calm come over her. She walked up to them.
“I’m starving. Help me sit down.”
Scrambling to his feet, Mike took her arm as she knelt carefully. Mal watched curiously as she tried to find a comfortable way to sit.
“Are you okay? Is this area too rocky?” Mal asked. “We can fold us a few towels for you to use as a pillow or maybe we can move to a better spot.”
“I don’t think either of those options will help. It’s always tough to sit when you have a butt plug up your ass.”
* * * *
Rebecca started laughing at the expressions on Mal and Mike’s faces. Mal reached for her ass, and she slapped his hand away.
“Eat first. All this drama has made me hungry.”
“Seriously, you’re wearing a butt plug?” Mike’s voice was almost a whisper. “Does this mean you forgive us? You’re not just teasing us are you? You are really wearing a plug? And maybe you’re considering letting us replace it with a cock sometime soon?”
Rebecca tried not to grin at his anxious gaze. She dropped her own eyes and realized that his cock had become almost painfully erect and looked like it was trying to burst out of his pants.
“Maybe I just got to like it,” she teased. “After all, you two shoved one up my ass every day for a week. Maybe I just like the feel of something in my ass.”
“Me, me. Please. My cock will feel so much better than that plug. I’ll worship your ass and then fill it, and Mal will fill your pussy, and then you’ll truly be ours. We’ll make it so good for you that you’ll never go back to a single cock again.” He grinned broadly. “We’ll spoil you for other men, if you’ll let us.”
“Mike!” Mal’s voice was sharp. “Don’t pressure her.”
“It’s okay, Mal. I’ve already made up my mind. Nothing either of you can say or do will influence my decision.”
She watched as Mal and Mike’s faces fell and realized how her words might have come across. “No, guys. I said that wrong. I’m not going home. I spent a lot of time talking to Damon. He made me see that love is worth fighting for. You guys fucked up big time. Next time it could be me. In fact, it probably will be. I can get pretty caught up in academia, which is a lot more cutthroat than you may suspect. But if a relationship is worth anything, it is worth fighting for. You can’t just cut and run when you have a fight, even if the other two are acting like giant douches.
“But I don’t want to play games. I do want you both inside me. I’ve been dreaming of it since our first time on this beach, and one of my biggest regrets would have been going home without experiencing it. But it’s more than just that. I want the two of you in my life. It’s not just about sex, although I have to admit I’ve been dreaming of the day I could be with you both at the same time “
“You love us.”
“Yes.”
“I love you, Rebecca!” Mike declared, taking one of her hands and kissing it.
“I love you, too.” Mal took her other hand. “We also had some long conversations, but with Joshua rather than Damon. He made it clear we were acting like giant douches and that if we couldn’t trust, then our love was worth nothing. And he also made it clear that no matter how important communication was in a relationship between two people, it was that much more important in a relationship with three.
“Rebecca, would you consider wearing our collar again? You don’t have to say yes right away, although that would be super. We won’t rush you. We only ask that you give us a chance.”
“Yes, please, baby. Please let us prove how much we love you.”
“Well, there is one thing you can do.”
“Anything.” Her men spoke in unison, their faces loving and sincere. Her heart melted. This felt right. They’d had a bumpy time the last few days, but anything worth having was worth fighting for.
“In that case, I’ve missed making love with my men. Can one of you get this stupid plug out of my ass and replace it with something more enjoyable? I want to have you both buried inside me as a part of our new beginning.”
She expected them to throw her down and start fucking her right away, but they surprised her. First Mal pulled her close and kissed her gently, and then he handed her off to Mike. The kiss held a wealth of promise that made her feel hope and joy.
Then they threw her down on the blanket and dispensed with her bikini and their own swim trunks in short order. She looked at their erect cocks and felt herself salivating. She missed making love with her men. She wanted those cocks inside her at the same time. She wanted, she needed that bonding experience.
Pushing her legs apart, Mal settled between her legs. Moving her legs over his shoulders, he licked her slit from the plug to her clit. She shivered as he went to work with his tongue and fingers, licking and sucking gently on her clit before slicking a finger inside her.
She moaned with arousal, and he added a second and then a third one. It was good, but it wasn’t enough. She moved her hips impatiently, wanting him to fill her with is cock.
“Not yet, baby.” He laughed as her protest was lost as Mike pressed his mouth against hers, his tongue invading her mouth, full of promise, his right hand on her breast massaging it before tweaking the nipple, leaving her mouth to slide down her body and take her other nipple into his mouth. He suckled hard at the same time as Mal chose to take her clit into his mouth and bite down lightly. She came apart in their arms, her body spasming as she climaxed.
Looking at her with satisfaction, Mike moved off her, and he and Mal turned her onto her side and gently slid the plug from her ass. It was only a midsized one. She couldn’t insert the large one herself, and she didn’t think it was a good idea to ask Brad for help.
“Damn!”
“What’s wrong, Mike?”
“We need more lube.”
“Check the toy bag.”
Quickly Mike grabbed the bag and then, using a knife from the cooler, he cut off the zip tie and opened the bag.
“Mal, check it out. We may not have to go back to the resort for days. She’s packed lube and cuffs and vibrators and even a paddle. It feels like Christmas and my birthday all wrapped up together. And now I’m going to claim my ultimate prize.”
Mal laughed and pulled her to him as Mike moved behind her. As Mal’s mouth moved over hers, she could feel Mike’s lubed fingers moving inside her, stretching her for his cock. She moaned against Mal’s mouth, surprised when he suddenly rolled, pulling her on top of him.
“Ride me, baby.”
Carefully Mal positioned her so she straddled him. Rebecca reveled in her position, looking down on him. She leaned down and kissed him and then whispered, “I want you inside me.”
“Just rise up, baby. I’ll look after you.” He helped her position herself so she was poised over his cock, and then he took her hips and helped her sink down onto his thickness.
Rebecca felt him slowly fill her until he was buried inside her to the hilt. She closed her eyes and started to move, but he grabbed her hips, holding her still. Her eyes opened in surprise.
“Not yet, baby. We need to wait for Mike.” He pulled her forward until her breasts were crushed against his chest. She could feel Mike’s fingers in her ass again, lubing and stretching her. Then he moved behind her, and then his cock was at her stretched opening, pressing for entrance. Rebecca groaned. There was a pressure and then a burning, and then the pain morphed into something else and the head of his cock pushed inside her with a pop.
Mike stopped moving as her body adjusted while Mal stroked her hair. Soon her respiration increased, and she moved her hips, moaning in need. She felt like she would spontaneously combust if they didn’t fuck her now.
She moved impatiently, and suddenly Mike was moving inside her. She moaned in appreciation as he and Mal quickly found a rhythm with one moving in as the other moved out. In, out. In, out. Quickly her arou
sal rose until she could feel the tremors start. She looked down at Mal, who smiled back and then forced a hand between their joined bodies.
“Come for us, baby!” he commanded.
The second his hand touched her clit, she went up like a Roman candle, her body bowed and then bucking between them as they kept driving into her until she fell limp between them, expecting them to take their pleasure, but they kept moving until the pressure built again and another climax slammed through her body.
She fell down limply onto Mal’s body as he and his brother finally let themselves come, their hot cum shooting inside her body almost simultaneously. It felt good and right for them to come inside her. She knew she was home in their arms.
* * * *
Replete, she lay back against Mal as he and Mike took turns feeding her morsels of food between kisses.
“I could get used to this.” She smiled sleepily at her men. “Did I ever tell you that I love you?”
“You did.” Mal kissed her cheek. “But you can tell us again and again and again. We’ll never get tired of hearing it. And I hope you don’t get tired of hearing it from us. We love you, and we promise to keep telling you for the rest of your life, if you’ll have us.”
“I could be persuaded, with the right incentive.”
“What?” demanded Mike. “Anything, whatever you want. It’s yours.”
“Don’t you think you should find out what the price is before you make your offer?”
“No, because I know that whatever it is, it’ll be worth it.”
“I agree,” stated Mal. “Just tell us what it will take for you to agree to be with us forever.”
Rebecca pulled out of Mal’s arms and knelt in front of her men, her heart swelling with love. She saw the worried look they exchanged, and she smiled to reassure then.
“Well, first of all, I want to wear your collar again. But it won’t be a training collar this time. It’ll be a symbol of our commitment to this relationship.”
“That’s easy. Yes.”
“And I’d like you both to wear something that would symbolize that you were mine.”
“If we had our way, that would be wedding rings, but we are open to whatever you decide.”
“Ha. Some big bad Doms I have,” she teased.
“The most important part of being a Dom is making sure your sub has what she needs. We’d both be proud to wear your rings.”
“And we’d like you to wear ours,” Mike added. “We’ve talked about. He’s the oldest, so he’s pulled rank and will marry you legally back in the States, that is when you are ready for that step, but we’d have a second, not so legal ceremony here, and we’d both collar you as a symbol of our devotion. You can give us rings at the same time to show your ownership of us.” Mike smiled broadly, clearly happy to have it all working out.
Mal didn't seem so sure. Rebecca sounded like she had a list of requirements, and so far, they’d just heard the one. “What else do you need from us, Rebecca? What can we do to make things right?”
“It’s easy. Just love me.”
Mal and Mike looked at each other, wearing identical face-splitting grins before turning back to Rebecca. “We can do that! And this time, we’ll do it right.”
THE END
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Diane is originally from a small town in Nova Scotia but has lived for many years in Toronto. She loves photography and travel in additional writing.
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