by Ann Cory
He released his mouth from her nipples and squeezed them between his fingers again. “Oh, I’m going to give it to you,” he taunted. “My big cock inside your pussy and Neil’s big cock inside your ass. We’re going to make you come and come and then come some more.”
She locked her gaze on him and nodded her head. “Yes.”
“Do you want that? Do you?” He wrapped his fist around his cock and pumped it.
“God, yes,” she moaned. Didn’t he see the state of desperation she was in? Of course he did, and he knew how to use it to his advantage, the sexy bastard.
She eyed his cock and her pussy clenched. “Please,” she prompted and wet her lips. “Please fuck me.”
Brandon smiled and rested his cock at her slit. “By the time we’re done with you, I want to see your cream dripping down the sides of your legs. I want to see you soaked and gushing from pleasure.”
Her pulsed raced. “Baby, enough,” she whined. “Stop talking and start doing.”
Much as she loved it when he got all alpha on her, she couldn’t stand to hear anymore.
Neil paused long enough for Brandon to thrust his cock into her pussy, before slamming his hips up into her. She cried out, disbelieving of the luscious burn as they simultaneously fucked her. A hundred sensations assaulted her at once, driving her closer to the brink. She felt like a queen on some kinky throne with her menservants filling her up at the same time, sating her wildest fantasies. Liberty liked being at their mercy.
No, she fucking loved it.
As Brandon thrust into her, she watched his eyes, how his lashes opened and shut, slow and languid, how his face flushed and his nostrils flared. She wanted this moment to last forever. To stay wrapped up in the erotic bliss with each nerve ending on overdrive.
“Come on boys, fuck me good,” she prompted, near breathless.
Between the three of them, they found a hypnotic rhythm, bound to one another by an undying love, as if through their bodies they were able to sustain life. She felt unbearably light. Lost in the burning pleasure of Neil’s erection inside her ass and Brandon’s cock hitting all the right spots. A million sensations spiralling at once, brewing up what would be the ultimate orgasm.
Brandon leaned in and rubbed her clit intensely. Tiny tendrils of light burst around her as they thrust into her. She wanted to cry, scream and laugh—lost in the divine pleasures they pushed her to. Nothing could ever compare to this.
“Oh yeah, you’re going to come for us,” he insisted. “You’re going to come right now and drench the shit out of my cock.”
Her tiny nub was beyond sensitive at this point and the incessant way he rubbed it drew the very breath from her. Liberty gripped Neil’s legs, her arms weak and shaky.
Her gallant effort to stave off an orgasm fell through. Much as she didn’t ever want to leave this euphoria, she longed for the reward. The climax started low in her belly and grew until it ebbed. She called out, her body lost in a sea of spasms. Both Brandon and Neil groaned at the contracting of her muscles, tightening and loosening around their cocks, but they didn’t let up. Her body went slack but they took full control, fucking her unmercifully.
“Such a tight, perfect ass,” Neil mumbled beneath her, his dirty sweet words sending her mind spinning. “Take us all in. Every last inch.”
Liberty pictured their cocks grazing against one another as they double penetrated her.
Neil continued to slam his hips up, his pace quickening while Brandon swiftly pumped inside her pussy. She gladly gave up full control to them when it came to her body.
As she looked into Brandon’s eyes, his gaze arrested her. He was close to climax, she could tell by the clenching of his jaw, the speed of his thrusts, and the low, baritone growl making its way out into the open from deep in his gut.
They shared a silent moment, a moment where they were one. A moment where, even with Neil’s cock banging away inside her ass, they were solely intimate with one another. Briefly she could almost hear his thoughts. She was his. He’d do anything to make her happy, and while bringing Neil into the equation had been so right, she was unequivocally his. They shared a love so strong it knew no boundaries.
Brandon wiped his brow with the back of his hand and flashed a sexy smile. “Tell me how much you love two cocks inside you.”
She’d say anything to force that orgasm from him. “You know I love it.”
“Tell me that you crave it.”
“I do. I crave it,” she sputtered through breathless sighs. Her arms tensed and she held onto Neil’s legs for dear life.
“Say you crave our cocks inside you,” he growled.
“I crave both your cocks inside me, filling me up with everything you’ve got.” Liberty liked the way the words sounded coming from her lips. They freed her. And she meant every word.
Brandon’s possessive stare made her body so hot it burned. She was on the edge of losing full control a second time, and he knew it.
“You’re so damn beautiful to look at, sugar,” he murmured. “With your face all flush, your nipples full and hard. It gives me such a thrill to watch you ride Neil while I have my way with you.”
She couldn’t take much more of his words. Each rapid stroke of Brandon’s cock against her pussy drew her closer to that glorious edge. Her body began to vibrate with the combined pleasure they were dealing out.
Neil tightened his grip.
“I can’t hold on,” he groaned beneath her.
“Me either,” she whispered.
Together they had brought her back to the brink. There was nothing left to do but enjoy the blissful ride. Her body shuddered and then released. The orgasm came fast and hard, even stronger than the first one, leaving her dizzy in its intensity. As she rode the euphoric wave, they thrust into her like jackhammers. Breath held, she waited.
Brandon and Neil roared in unison as they climaxed. She felt them fill her up with their white heat. Another spasm shot through her and she whimpered in pleasure. For now she was complete.
* * * *
They collapsed onto one another, their bodies slick with sweat. Liberty could hardly move a muscle. Every part of her was sated and comfortably numb. She basked in the afterglow, taking her time to come down from the mind-bending high.
She took a deep breath in and smiled at them both. Their manly scent hung heavy in the air. God she loved that smell. Strange as it sounded, if she could bottle that scent, she would. She’d bathe in it. Let it coat her forever.
For several minutes they lay in silence and caressed one another. Still touching, but not with erotic intentions. Just soft flutters with fingers, and smooth motions with their hands. Liberty always found it a very loving gesture and helped bring her down nice and slow. No matter how extreme the sex got, they brought it back to a gentle embrace.
Neil sighed contentedly beside her and she turned to him, his face drenched in sweat, breath labored. “How are you doing, sport?”
He grinned larger than life. “I’m fantastic. Being with you is better than any medicine in the world.”
Heat fanned her face at the unexpected compliment. “Aw, you’re sweet.”
Brandon circled his palm along her back and she almost melted right into him. She moved to her back and gave him a warm smile. “This is paradise, being here with you both. I can’t think of anywhere else I’d want to be.”
He leaned over and kissed her forehead. “We feel the same way.”
Her pulse returned to its steady beat and she hummed a little of Brandon’s song. His fingers drummed along her thigh, keeping time. They always did make sweet music together.
She glanced around the van and noted how the interior hadn’t changed. The same paisley curtains hung loose from the rods. Tattered pictures of Eric Clapton and The Ramones were taped to the ceiling, amongst pictures of themselves wearing goofy expressions. Guitar picks littered the floor like spilled potato chips. And the now faded fuzzy dice dangled from around the rear-view mirror. Her sanctuary.
A place of safety. The place where it all began. And in a short while they’d make the ultimate leap in their relationship.
“So, if it’s about five weeks until move-in day, that means we’re right on schedule for our commitment ceremony.” The words were heaven on her tongue. “I’m not sure what to be more excited about. It will be such an incredible change in our lives, it hardly seems possible, or real.”
Brandon nestled in closer. “I’m excited too. It’s cool that it will be official. A true commitment to remain faithful and loyal to one another. A formal confirmation of our special bond.”
“Count me in on that excitement,” Neil added. “It’s by far the coolest thing I’ll ever do in my life.”
Liberty sighed. “It’s really going to happen. The timing of it all seems perfect. A house of our own, a promise of forever, and the rest of our lives.”
She couldn’t wait to fall asleep with their warm, protective arms about her. To hear their sleepy mumbles and gentle snores throughout the night. To wake at sunrise with one cock nudging against the cleft of her ass, and another cock poised at her clit. Sex in the morning, afternoon, and night. Talk about being spoiled. She knew some of her friends and co-workers didn’t understand their relationship. They didn’t understand how she could be happy and content with two guys. Some thought it some phase she’d eventually grow out of once the novelty wore off. But she knew better.
Liberty noticed it was starting to get dark in the van. Night had snuck up on them already.
She sighed, not wanting their time to end. “Looks like our rendezvous is at an end, fellas. As usual it’s been a pleasure, but I better get back home. Early workday tomorrow.”
Brandon stroked her arm. “Want us to drive you?”
She crinkled her nose. “Nah, you know I like to walk.”
Liberty released a long, slow breath and wrestled her clothes back on. With every move she felt where they had been inside her. Stretched and loved her in all the right places. They too took to getting dressed, trying not to bump into one another in such close quarters.
Liberty finished fixing her top and then ran her fingers through her hair. “Now be honest, do I look okay?”
“You know you’re the hottest chick in the world. And don’t you forget it,” Neil answered without pause. She looked to Brandon and he nodded with a smile. They could always make her feel beautiful.
Liberty stood and found her legs were soft as mush. Brandon helped hold her up with his arm secured around her waist. “Easy there, sugar. Someone might think you’ve been freshly fucked.”
She turned and gave him a sharp look. “Do you kiss with that mouth?”
He chuckled. “Ah yes, now we’re back to being miss pure and innocent, is that it?”
“Of course.”
His smile widened. “Never mind that a few moments ago you were cussing something fierce with those juicy red lips of yours. Begging to be fucked, or should I say demanding it.”
She batted her lashes. “Who, me?”
Neil swatted her on the ass and winked. “Yeah, she enters a sinner and leaves a saint, how about that?”
There was that great sense of humor of his at work again. She reached out and poked him in the ribs. “Okay, even I wouldn’t go that far.”
They shared another laugh and then she eased open the door.
Outside the crickets chirped and a gentle wind rustled the trees.
Neil brushed by her on the way to the front seat. “See you tomorrow, sugar.”
She reached over and tousled his hair, unable to resist the temptation any longer. “You bet, handsome. Be well and try to behave.”
Brandon hopped out of the van and helped her down. Like a gentleman, he escorted her to the start of the trail and slid his arm around her, bringing her up close.
“How about a goodnight kiss for your other guy?”
As if she could resist that mouth and what it could do. “I’d love one.”
His lips tingled against hers, and he kissed with a passion she’d never experienced before. It was tender and slow, unlike the starved kisses from before. She brought her hands up and swept her fingers through his hair. It was a funny thing about kisses. Much as she loved and adored Neil, they never kissed on the mouth, only the cheek. It was an unspoken rule between them, and she wanted it to stay that way. She reserved her intimate kisses for Brandon only. A way to let him know the depth of her loyalty to him.
His hands pressed against her lower back, bringing her ever so slightly closer. As the kiss deepened her insides sizzled. She loved his taste with a hint of her cream still present. Liberty clung to him, not wanting to let him go.
With reluctance, she broke away from his strong hold. Brandon placed his palm on her locket and held it there for a moment, his fingertips warm against her chest.
“I can feel your heart beating fast.”
Heat fanned her face. “Well, what do you expect? It has to work twice as hard by loving two men.”
He smiled. “I like that. I also like this crazy thing we have. You’re an incredible woman.”
She looked down at her feet and then returned her gaze. “It is crazy, but a good kind of crazy, don’t you think?”
Brandon nodded. “I do.”
“We’ll all be saying those two words to one another soon, and I have you to thank.”
“How so?”
“Because of you, I’ve learned how to love with all of my being. And I’m so lucky to be loved the way I am. Not many men would share their love the way you and Neil do. You both hold the key to my heart, and I couldn’t be happier. I feel so free and am at such peace.”
“Hey, you’re our Lady Liberty. We’d do anything in the world for you. And besides, it takes two men to satisfy a woman like you.”
She thrust her hands to her hips. “Excuse me? A woman like me?”
“Oh come on. You know you’re high maintenance, babe.” He gave her a sheepish grin and kissed her cheek.
“You’ll pay for that,” she teased.
Brandon started toward the van and glanced over his shoulder. “I look forward to it.”
Liberty watched him climb into the van and waved as they drove off. She turned to the trail and followed the path in the soft light of evening. Her body felt feather light and well sated. When she got home, she’d enjoy a cup of tea, settle into bed, and have torrid dreams that would get her through until their next sexcapade, when once again she’d be their Lady Liberty.
About the Author
Born with an overactive imagination, Ann Cory has always had a love of words and putting them to paper. With the loving support of her husband and son, she is able to devote her time to the very stubborn and demanding muse.
Ann enjoys writing erotic romance where she delves into the dark realms of paranormal, vampires, shape-shifters, and urban fantasy, while adding excitement and spice to contemporary, BDSM, alternative, and historical themes.
For updates and more, please visit her Magical Seductions website at http://www.anncory.com.
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