by Trina Lane
She scooted up so she could straddle his hips. Rick’s hands were at her waist, and Conor’s supported her hips. She slowly sank down onto the long, thick cock waiting for her. It took her several minutes before he was fully embedded, but once their groins were flush, she let out a sigh.
“Okay, muirnín, when you’re ready, rise up and take a few strokes. Let us know if you have any problems or if we need to change positions.”
She rose on her knees, and when just the tip of Rick’s cock remained inside her, she slowly lowered herself down. She was pleased there was no pain or discomfort. Doing so again, she let her weight carry her down harder. This time she cried out but only because it felt so exquisite. Her fingertips dug into Rick’s chest as she moved up and down. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on sensations. With each downward movement, his cock rubbed against her g-spot. She started moving up and down in shallow little strokes so the head kept sliding over it again and again.
Conor stilled Calleigh’s strokes and leaned her forward to lie against Rick. He picked up the bottle of lube and released some on his fingers. He smoothed it onto the skin surrounding her back entrance then dipped a finger inside. Adding a second a few moments later, he stretched her as best he could. When he thought she was sufficiently ready, he guided the head of his cock to her opening and slowly pushed forward. When the head popped through the ring of muscle, he cried out at the intense heat and tightness clenching around him. He slowly worked his entire length in. Calleigh panted against Rick’s neck the entire time.
He and Rick began to move. He felt Rick’s cock through the thin membrane separating them inside Calleigh’s body. It had been so long since he’d been inside her that he knew he wouldn’t last long. His climax boiled low in his spine, and he thrust through the tight, hot, velvet lined channel.
“Gu sealladh saelbh oirnn!”
Conor cried for heavens to preserve his sanity for his wife owned his soul. Calleigh’s moans echoed in the high ceiling of their bedroom. Rick’s groans rumbled beneath their bodies.
She was going to explode. The intense pleasure rippling through her body, combined with the teeming love for her husbands, overwhelmed her entire being. Her orgasm was only seconds away. She was riding that elusive crest and just needed something to send her tumbling over.
Rick slipped his fingers between his and Calleigh’s bodies. His fingertip found her clit and rubbed it tiny circles. He and Conor thrust hard inside her. He felt Conor plunge deep and hold. Looking over Calleigh’s shoulder, he saw his best friend’s neck strain as he found release inside their wife. Calleigh’s pussy clamped down as she exploded around their cocks, sending Rick over the edge into oblivion.
Long minutes later, when their breathing even out, they separated their bodies and tucked Calleigh between them. Hands and lips crisscrossed and soothed their sensitised skin. Reaching over he picked up the damp cloth by their bed and tidied Calleigh then himself before handing it to Conor.
Rick turned on his side and gathered Calleigh to his front. Her head rested on the pillow beside him, and their noses rubbed. “Angel, I love you.”
Conor scooted forward so he spooned behind Calleigh. He slid the hair from the side of her neck and whispered softly in her ear, “Is tú, mo ghrá.”
Calleigh lay between her husbands filled with peace and joy, her love for them beyond anything she’d ever experienced. Their journey together might have started with a tragedy, but in her best friends, she became whole again. She was their love, and they were her salvation, their hearts and souls blending to form a more perfect union.
About the Author
Trina is every woman. She is at once shy and boisterous, introverted and extroverted. She likes to get dressed up in pretty clothes and thinks slippers, t-shirts and sweats are just fine. She loves music, movies, photography, and animals. Loves spending time with close friends and alone with a good book and glass of wine. An avid reader of romance novels from the time she was 13 she decided to finally write down one of the thousands of stories that have floated through her head over the years. She encourages all women and men to make the best of each day and never be afraid to reach for the stars.
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