“Mmm, that’s soo good,” she said, lifting her leg up to rest her foot on the seat to give them both more room. She tightened her grip on Morgan’s hair as Devonte wet his finger and then pushed into her slowly, keeping rhythm with Morgan. Amilian groaned as a new wave of heat rushed through her body. “Please,” she begged “Please, fuck me.”
Morgan laughed out loud. “Such little patience, my alpha. You will learn in good time,” he said with a smile and then he leaned back on the chair, inviting her to straddle him.
Amilian, with a knee on either side of Morgan, hovered just above his dick, allowing only the tip to touch her wet folds. She gave Morgan a wicked smile as she lowered herself a little, and then rose again. Eyes fixed on him, she did it again and again, each time taking just a little more of him inside her.
“Oh God, you’re good,” Morgan said as he looked up at the ceiling, letting her to take control. Devonte made the lube drifted toward him, catching it in midair. He poured some over his iron-hard dick and then some onto his fingers. He found Amilian’s arse again and resumed a circular motion.
“Ooohh, more,” she moaned out as Devonte guided his dick to her opening.
Her cries were a mixture of pleasure and pain, though the later quickly subsided. The unexpected move from Dev made her slide down Morgan’s dick, swallowing him whole. Both men deep inside her, she waited a moment before she began to rock back and forth. Devonte matched her pace, pushing in and out, holding onto her hips to keep her steady. Morgan took her breast in his mouth and sucked, licked, and nipped at her nipple. She groaned deeply, throwing her head back and exposed her neck. Morgan sat up straight, her breasts now pressed against his chest as he nipped at her neck, his fingers in her hair. Devonte closed the gap between Amilian and himself, pressing his chest right up against her back, pushing the whole of himself into her.
“Ahh. Uuhhh. Oh God.” Amilian couldn’t help herself. Heat burned through her body as she lifted herself up and down the length of Morgan’s dick while Dev thrust into her. Morgan crushed her lips while Devonte drove the pace faster and harder, his balls slapping against Amilian’s arse. She cried out in pleasure. Sweat dampened her hair and body. She felt alive, so alive. “Oh, oh fuck! Oh God, faster.” She cried out, driving them all to release in unison.
She couldn’t move. Her head hung low, resting on Morgan’s shoulders, whilst Devonte rested his forehead on the back of her shoulder. She could hear and feel their hearts vibrating through her body as she tried to regain control of her breathing.
Amilian felt her body move but not by her own admissions. The chair Morgan sat on grew smaller in the distance, and she felt the silk bed covers under her foot. The move was so fast that every object she wasn’t focused on became a blur. She was being laid down, still sandwiched between Morgan and Devonte.
Now she was content. She had hoped to find attraction tonight but got so much more than she bargained for. Devonte had saved her from the hands of hell. A true testament to his protective abilities. She saw it in his eyes when he’d had the man up against the wall. With him she knew she would be protected. And Morgan. Well, no fool could deny the instant attraction between them, and she wasn’t about to either. Both men were incredibly sexy, and the fact they each had special talents was something else. Morgan wanted her, which did everything for her ego. He too had protected her from the man at the bar. She was certain he had a good beating for it, but he did deserve it. Yes, she was content. She was exhausted from the events of the night, but being encased by her two protectors, she was at ease.
Soft, light kisses on the back of her neck made her squirm against both men. She turned her head to the right to meet Devonte with her lips. His kiss was much slower than Morgan’s, and his tongue curled around hers; then he nibbled her lip. Her body instantly reacting to his, she turned so she was now lying fully on her back, giving him complete access. Devonte’s hand caressed her left breast as Morgan began to shower butterfly kisses along the right side of her body, all the way down until he licked his way around her clit and then sucked hard. The instant heat rushing to Amilian’s mound made her moan into Devonte’s mouth.
Devonte and Morgan both grew hard, and Devonte broke from kissing Amilian’s lips. He nipped and kissed her neck while caressing her breasts. Morgan slipped his fingers into Amilian’s body, his tongue still licking at her clit. Morgan reached over to Dev with his other hand and gripped him firmly as he began to move down Devonte’s shaft, applying pressure over the ridge of his purple head. Morgan looked up to watch Devonte’s dick grow harder as he stroked him faster. He sat up abruptly, causing Amilian and Devonte to look up at him.
“It’s my turn to take you both at once.” He gave a devilish grin. Morgan turned on his side and slid underneath Amilian’s legs so they rested over his waist. His dick pushed into Amilian with one, hard thrust.
She cried out as Morgan slowly pulled in and out of her. He could feel her warm wetness oozing out of her folds, making the movement easier.
Now Morgan focused on Devonte. He could see Devonte’s cock seeping with excitement. Morgan gripped Devonte’s dick with his hand and guided it into his mouth. He used his tongue to circle the tip, and then took him into his mouth again.
“Shh, Jesus,” Dev moaned.
***
Devonte looked down on at the bodies, Morgan laying across them at the bottom, Amilian one side, himself on the other. They almost formed a triangle. “Oh fuck, Morg,” Dev cried out at the sensation of Morgan’s teeth rubbing on his head. He couldn’t help but thrust himself into Morgan’s mouth. He leaned down to Amilian and used his tongue to circle her left nipple. He cupped the other breast with his hand.
“Aaahhh.” Her soft moan of pleasure escaped as she arched her back off the bed. “Oh yes, uuhh,” she cried as Morgan thrust into her harder.
Devonte’s dick stiffened even more. He was close to his release. Morgan gripped him tighter and pulled down hard and fast along his shaft.
“Ooohh. Ahhh. Nnno…Aaahh.” Devonte released into Morgan’s mouth, filling him with his salty seed. Morgan swallowed the gift as his own dick stiffened. Freeing his hand from Devonte, Morgan used it to push Amilian’s left knee farther down his body, over his hip. With more room to access, Morgan thrust deeper and faster, Devonte’s dick still spilling into him.
“Yes, harder. Oh yes, mmm,” Amilian moaned as she tightened around Morgan’s shaft. Morgan then pushed her legs farther apart. “Oh yes. God. Fuck. Me…Please,” she cried out with each thrust as her orgasm took hold. She was so tight Morgan exploded into her, his cries of pleasure muffled by Devonte’s dick. All three barely moved, their bodies warm with sex. It wasn’t long before sleep consumed them.
EPILOGUE
It was good to be back in the bar again to see all of her friends safe, but most importantly, she was happy. The last forty-eight hours had changed her life forever, and by the looks of her friends, sitting next to new lovers, hers wasn’t the only one.
Proud didn’t even come close to how she felt nestled between her two men, and what was more, being there with them both at the bar seemed perfectly normal. Morgan kissed her neck, sending shivers down her back. Devonte sat on her right as usual, with his arm around her back. She honestly felt like the luckiest person alive.
***
Morgan looked around the bar and saw Xander. The familiar face next to the man unnerved him, just like before in the bar. Only now, Morgan could see and smell him a lot more clearly. Unease gripped his stomach, turning it inside out. “Hey, Dev. Who’s the guy next to Xander?”
Devonte followed Morgan’s gaze across the bar to where Xander stood. “Oh, that’s Logan,” he said, turning his attention back to a white-faced Morgan.
“Logan Miller?” Morgan asked, his voice hushed and serious.
“Yeah. You know him?”
Morgan took a deep breath, and then answered. “Know him?” He laughed nervously. “He’s my brother.”
BIOGRAPHY
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p; I am a full time mother of two amazing children and the wife of a very loving and supportive husband. Whilst being at home with the children I began writing little poems or stories and a diary about our time together. As my passion grew I started to write Romance Novels with the help of a fantastic online critique group, UCW, and so here I am, an aspiring writer. I hope you enjoy what you read. Sasha Mays xx
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