by Violet Paige
“I-I don’t know which one…I want them both,” she whimpered. She licked her lips. She was hungry for them. Desperate to taste them. To feel them penetrate her body.
“You get them both, baby,” Cole teased. “You get everything you want.”
It was a dream come true. She didn’t have to choose. She didn’t have to pick one man over the over. They both wanted her and she could have them.
Deacon crawled on the bed first, pinning her to the bed on her back. He kissed her long and hard. She felt his cock slide between her legs. She looked over his shoulder and saw Cole holding his shaft, fisting himself. It was such a turn on. Watching him, watch her. Shit, she didn’t know anything could be like this.
Deacon’s kisses led from her mouth to her throat and sucked her tit, biting until she screamed with pleasure. Her back arched as he toyed with her nipple.
He grabbed her hips as his feet hit the floor, dragging her ass to the edge of the bed.
Her body was on fire. She loved how he touched her. Everything about this was amazing. She wanted him. She wanted Deacon inside of her. And then Cole climbed on top of her, straddling her breasts. His cock was heavy as he rubbed it against her skin. She whimpered. Now she wanted him.
Just as he pushed his shaft to her lips, she felt Deacon’s cock nudge the entrance of her pussy.
She was already exploding with sensation.
“Let me fuck your pretty lips, baby, while Deacon fucks that sweet pussy of yours,” Cole growled.
Her eyes met his. The pools of blue were inescapable. Her lips parted and her tongue darted out to taste the drop of dew on his head. Her eyes closed, savoring his scent and flavor.
“Fuck,” he groaned. His hands fell forward on the mattress as he thrust in her mouth at the same time Deacon lifted her legs to his shoulders and pushed inside her with his wide cock.
She was filled from both ends. It was thrilling. It felt dirty and wicked. She sucked Cole as he pumped in and out of her mouth. Each time he went deeper until he was at the back of her throat.
Deacon’s cock was claiming her pussy as he sank in her walls. She squeezed and clenched, trying to absorb the fullness of him. He was so wide, she could barely stretch around him, but it felt as if their bodies were melting together in the fire of his thrusts.
“She’s so fucking tight, Cole. Fucking sweet and hot. Ohh Abby. This pussy is mine. So mine.”
She tried to talk, but Cole’s shaft filled her mouth between breaths. He pumped faster.
Soon he was out of control. His rhythm intense as his orgasm built. Deacon matched his pace. Pushing inside her, stretching her, taking her up a cliff where she was sure she would shatter when she fell off the edge.
“Is she ready?” Cole groaned.
“Oh fuck yeah,” Deacon answered. He leaned one arm to the bed.
Her eyes shot open, but Deacon had already grabbed the baton. Her ass was so high in the air, she was exposed. He rubbed her opened, pressing his thumb against the tight rosebud. She groaned, knowing the fire would spread through her belly when he fucked her with it fully. She tired to relax. She licked and sucked Cole, focusing on what he was giving her. Her muscles relaxed as Deacon sank the baton inside her forbidden zone.
Her eyes rolled back in ecstasy. She wanted more, but the pressure was followed by prickles of pain. Deacon was so big inside her, adding the baton was too much. She wanted both. She wanted him to fuck her in both places, but her body had to adjust. They were right. There was no way she handle either of them yet.
Cole turned around to watch.
“Baby, open up. Let me see you take it like you’re going to take my cock.”
She wanted to do this for him. She wanted him to know she could handle it. She tried to relax. It was enough that Deacon thrust the baton deeper inside her.
“Fuck her again, man,” Cole instructed.
Deacon slid the baton to the edge of her opening and Abby welcomed the next thrust. It filled her.
She bucked off the bed. Every opening was bursting with fireworks. Her tits hardened. Her belly burned. Her spine fired with flames. The orgasm ripped through her. It canvassed her body, circling her pussy and spreading through her ass.
“Oh fuck. Fuck,” Cole groaned as he jerked his hips forward, releasing himself in her mouth.
“You’re so fucking amazing, Abby.” Deacon thrust hard, searing the baton in her ass as he emptied himself deep in her core. He stood at the edge of the bed, spreading her legs wider as his cock fired rockets inside her.
Slowly, Cole slid his shaft from her mouth, rolling on his side. She licked her lips, swallowing the last bits of his essence. He tasted salty and sweet. Her legs were still in the air. Deacon was buried inside her. The sweat dripped from his brow. He fell forward, kissing her breast.
“That was fucking amazing.”
Her body tingled from every pore. Her blood rushed with new energy.
Cole leaned to kiss the corners of her lips. “Did it feel good, baby?”
She nodded. “I’ve never felt anything like it.”
Deacon rolled off her to the opposite side, pulling his cock and the baton from her at the same time. She suddenly felt empty. She wanted them back. She wanted to feel whole again.
Cole’s palm coasted over her naval and slid between her legs. She was sore, but it felt good.
“Mmm,” she murmured.
He gently wound his fingers over her clit and to her entrance, making a figure eight.
“So beautiful,” he whispered. “You have no idea what you looked like with my cock in those lips.”
She couldn’t believe she was already turned on again. He pumped a finger inside her. It hurt, but it was a sweet pain.
“I want this.” He pushed another finger inside her.
She nodded. Could this possibly happen again?
She looked down and saw how hard he was already.
“Please,” she begged, but her eyes were on Deacon. Somehow it felt natural to have the two of them here. “I want the full thing. Everything. Can we?”
Deacon shook his head. “You aren’t ready. It’s going take time. More than a few fucks with a toy.”
“I don’t want to wait. I don’t want to disappoint you.”
Cole rolled on his back. His cock bobbed up and down. “You could never disappoint us after what you did. Are you kidding? You’re perfect. And waiting a little while for that perfect ass is fine by me. It means we get to be more creative on how to make you come.”
He continued to massage her clit. She knew Deacon’s come was oozing from her legs, but it didn’t matter. She hadn’t thought about condoms. No one asked about her birth control. They had all acted on impulse. They could talk about that later.
“I need your pussy, Abby,” Coal growled.
“Go on,” Deacon urged. “I’ve got another toy for you. I’ll be right behind you.” He winked.
She rolled on her side, kissing Cole as he pulled her on top of him. His cock nestled between her folds. It was so intimate and close knowing he was going to be inside her after Deacon had. It had seemed crazy when they talked about it, but now she understood. They all shared in this together. Her body was hers to give to them. They didn’t take her. She gave herself to both of them. Nothing had felt so pure.
24
Abby
The bed rose as Deacon stepped off. Cole continued to kiss her while his cock slid between her folds. She wanted to sink on his cock and feel it push inside her, but she knew they had something planned.
Deacon returned and she felt him against her backside.
“I’m right here, sweetheart.”
She looked over her shoulder at his broad chest. God, he was sexy.
“I brought you something.” He held up a bottle of lube and a toy. “Spread that little ass of yours.”
“Oh God.” She wiggled her hips back as he dribbled the lube against her crack.
Cole pressed the tip of his cock to her entrance. “Fuck,” he g
roaned as he slammed her onto his shaft.
She reeled back, surprised the sensations could be so different a second time. They each made her walls clench in a different way. Cole hilted his cock inside her, drawing a deep hiss from her throat.
He grinned wickedly. “Fucking tight everywhere, aren’t you, baby?”
“Do you like it?” she asked.
He reached for her face, drawing her lips to his. He kissed her wildly. He broke away to answer. “I fucking love it. Being inside you is better than I dreamed.”
She closed her eyes, pressing against his chest. Her nipples hardened as she rode him. Had he dreamed about her too? Were the three of them living under the same roof these past weeks horny and turned on? Did they want to climb in her bed every night?
“Can you take more from me?” Deacon asked.
She nodded. Her body was a combination of adrenaline and hormones. She didn’t think there was anything she couldn’t do with this much bliss coursing through her. Cole fucked her, while the beads of sweat dripped down his throat. She wanted anything they could give her.
“Yes,” she squealed when Cole pumped hard.
“Relax, Abby. It’s going to feel fucking amazing with this in your ass.”
“Oh God,” she moaned.
Deacon massaged her hole just before she felt something press at the edge. She bounced up and down on Cole and then suddenly her ass burned with pleasure.
“Look at me,” Cole commanded. “I want to see your face when he fucks your ass with that plug.”
She thought she was going to cry from happiness. Everything was one wave of pleasure after another. Deacon pushed the plug inside her. He didn’t hold back.
“Fucking perfection, man. She’s fucking perfection,” Deacon pumped it in and out while Abby rode Cole.
“I wish I could see it,” Cole moaned.
They wanted everything from her. To feel. To see. To taste. She’d never felt so wanted or worshipped. It unleashed something inside her. An inner hellcat that had wanted to come out and play.
She came faster this time. There was no way to avoid it with so much pressure from the plug and from Cole’s cock. He was hard as steel. He pushed up and up until their bodies were sealed together. There was nothing between them.
“I’m going to come so deep in you, baby,”
He did as he promised, releasing himself in her walls.
“Fuck it,” Deacon pushed the plug deep as Abby whimpered. Then she felt the heated ooze of his release on her back. He came along her spine, coating her with his essence.
She collapsed on Cole’s chest, never having felt more fulfilled and happy in her life.
25
Abby
Abby nuzzled between Cole and Deacon. They were warm and strong. She felt safe between the two men she had just given the ultimate gift.
“Should we order dinner now?” Deacon asked.
She giggled. It was her fault they were all starving. “Ok, but I still want a chicken salad.”
Deacon kissed her neck. “You get to order anything you want. I’m sorry I gave you a hard time earlier.”
Cole’s hand rested on her hip. “We’re sorry if our money has hurt you. We don’t want that. But we do want you to eat.”
She nodded. “I want to eat too. And I’m ok with the money. Really. Everything has been overwhelming the past couple of weeks. I’m sorry if I offended you.”
Deacon rolled across the king-sized bed to grab a room service book. “You would have to hurl a worse insult at us than to call us rich.” He laughed. “Forget the money shit. I bet you didn’t think Vegas would be like this.” He waggled his eyebrows.
She giggled. Two weeks ago, she would barely speak to either to them. Tonight, she had been more intimate with them than any man in her life.
“You’re right. I’ve been so busy trying to get my designs ready I didn’t really focus on anything else.”
Cole kissed her shoulder lovingly. “And look where you are now.” He drew a circle on her hip.
“I still can’t believe it’s real.”
“It is. Every bit of it is real.” Deacon grinned.
She pushed to sit up on the pillows. “Are you being easy on me? Should I be able to do more than I am?”
Cole propped himself up on his elbow. “We aren’t being easy. We want you to love it. And I’ll say it again. It’s worth the wait.”
She chewed on her lip. “But I want it. I want to know what it’s like. Not just the toys.”
Deacon passed the menu over her to Cole. “You are a determined little thing. And we appreciate it. But it’s not a sprint to the finish line. Let your body take this in.”
“My body wants you,” she purred. “And you.” She turned to Cole next.
“That may be, but you’re not going to be happy if you get hurt and can’t have sex for a week, are you?”
She scowled. “That’s a possibility?”
Cole handed the menu back. “You worked up two levels on your first night, baby. It’s not going to take long. In the meantime, let us love you. Let us give you pleasure. Enjoy the toys. We want them to feel good. Do they?”
She nodded. “I didn’t know they could feel good. It’s weird. Is it weird?”
Deacon laughed. “No, it makes you sexually evolved. Willing to try everything you can. Exploring something new isn’t weird. Enjoying it means you know how to handle your body and ours.”
His words made her feel more triumph than she expected. “How many levels?” she asked.
Cole blinked. “I don’t know how to answer that.”
Deacon slid off the bed walking around to where his suitcase was. They were staying in his room. “I think I can.”
He pulled out a velvet bag and dumped the contents on the rumpled sheets in front of them.
Abby gawked at the display. She had never seen toys like these in her life. But she knew they were all for anal play. All of them.
“If you can take this one,” He held up a wide rubber cock. “I think you’ll be fine.”
Abby’s jaw dropped. It was huge, but still not as huge as either Cole or Deacon. “That’s going there?”
He nodded. “See? Baby steps. Let’s take it slow and have fun with it. No rush. It will be epic. We want you to remember it because of how much you loved it, not because of how much it hurt. Get it?”
He began to repack his toy bag. Cole picked up the phone to place the dinner menu.
“Want to take a bath before dinner is served?” he asked. “I think there will be plenty of time. I have a few other calls to return before the meeting tomorrow.”
Deacon appeared at the side of the bed, scooping her into his arms. He lifted her as if she weighed nothing. “I think I’ve got this. You get dinner and drinks started.”
Cole smiled and turned his attention to the phone.
Deacon carried her into his oversized spa-like bathroom.
“This is ok with Cole?” She didn’t know how it was supposed to work. Sharing was being defined in new ways in Vegas.
“Why wouldn’t it be?”
He started the shower, punching in the temperature controls and setting the lighting, so the shower glowed. It looked like there were candles on the other side of the glass walls. It was amazing.
“Because you and I are alone. I don’t know. It’s ok? Is this considered cheating? Is he fine with it?”
He nodded, closing the shower door behind him. “We both want alone time with you. And no one gets mad or jealous. It’s not cheating.”
She felt the rush of hot water trickle over her skin. Deacon rushed for the soap behind her. He poured a dab between his palms and began to lather it over her shoulders, letting his hands trail farther south.
“So we can have sex?” she asked, realizing how naïve her question sounded.
He nodded. “Yes, we can have all the sex we want. I can take you to be every day if you want.” His dark stare made her heart thud. “Do you want that? You want me insi
de you every day?”
“I think so.” She could barely breathe. Deacon was intense in everything he did.
He continued to wash her body with strokes the massaged the bubbles into her skin.
“You’re different than I thought you were.” Abby’s eyes met his.
He massaged her nipples, bringing them to life under his touch. “How so?”
It was hard to concentrate when he focused on her body like this.
“I thought you were a dick. But you aren’t. You’re sweet. You’re caring. You’re gentle with me.”
His hands locked around her hips. She felt his fingers slide into place.
“Ok, I’ll confess.” His voice was deep and husky.
“Confess what?”
“I am different with you. There’s something about you Abby that makes me want to stop being a dick. I want to make you happy beyond sex. Beyond what I can give your body.”
He rounded his palm over her bottom, drawing her to his wet body. It was like he was carved from stone. Every line of him, chiseled and sharp. He was a work of art.
She sighed. “What else can you give me, Deac?”
“Me,” he growled, crushing his lips against hers. He picked her up, pressing her against the shower wall. The lights glowed behind her.
His tongue twirled in her mouth.
“I want to drown in you,” he moaned.
She held on to him with all her strength wrapping a leg around him. He hiked her other leg to his hip. She moaned when his cock paused at her entrance. She wanted it. She wanted to feel him inside her again. She wanted this moment with him.
“Drown in me,” she begged. “We can drown together.”
“I’ve never done this, Abby. Fallen for a woman like this.”
Her eyes locked on his. “It’s ok.” If he didn’t take her she was afraid her heart would beat out of her chest. “I’ve never done this either. But I want you. I want Cole. I want this thing we have together.”
His cock nudged enough to nestle inside her pussy.
She hissed. “Please, Deac. Please. Drown. Go under with me.”