Karley's Surrender

by Christin Lovell

  “We’re what?” Cole pressed, his hand sliding further down my bulging middle.

  “You’re, uh, cuddling my fat. It makes me uncomfortable.” I tried to shift, but they wouldn’t let me pull away.

  Shane smirked as Cole leaned further into me. “We happen to love your curves. Do you know how great it feels to caress a woman with some meat on her bones?”

  “You’re, um, caressing fat, not meat,” I stuttered.

  “Good thing the fat’s the juiciest part of a steak then.” The animalistic tone of his voice warmed me. Cole slid his erection against my rear to emphasize his love of my stuffing.

  Shane licked his lips as he honed in on mine. “And lucky for you, we enjoy every part of our steaks, but especially the fat.” Somehow I knew he wasn’t talking about steak, but wasn’t given time to think before his lips came crashing down on mine.

  Heat coursed my veins as sparks flew beneath the covers. Perhaps it was their tenderness when I was panicked, perhaps it was the way with which they handled me or the way they put my needs before theirs, but my body melted beneath their touch as my mind finally relaxed for the first time. I was able to let go of a few more barriers, knowing that I could trust them with not only my heart, but my body. They hadn’t pushed me; they’d kept their promise, assuring me they were nothing like my father. Maybe that’s what I’d needed all along: proof that they wouldn’t switch gears on me, they wouldn’t transform into a blood thirsty monster, despite their panther instincts.

  Shane brushed his erection along the vee my thighs created as he angled my neck to deepen the kiss; his lips teasing me into a subtle surrender. Cole ravished my backside as his hands roved my body, eliciting whimpers from me when he touched a particularly sensitive spot. My muscles softened as I slowly allowed my physical self to dominate for once, my mind silent to the cries of imperfection over my figure.

  I pulled away from Shane, needing a stronger connection with Cole. I forced them to make room for me to roll onto my back. The second I lay flat, I lifted my hands and pulled Cole to me. He chuckled as I kissed him, my touch urgent. I was afraid the demons would return; afraid I’d fall victim to my anxiety again.

  Lips touched my shoulder as Shane lazily passed his hand over my breast. It wasn’t long before Cole attacked my other, both men lightly groping the C-cups. My nipples puckered, my chest pressing into their sensual assault of its own accord. I gasped when they squeezed the elongated tips, warmth gushing downwards. Cole took advantage of my shock, sliding his tongue along mine in a suggestive manner.

  My body hummed with awareness as they stroked me into a heated fluster. Cole slid his lips away from mine, his eyes going to Shane. A look passed between them, unnerving me. I bit my swollen lower lip as the men gazed at me, devilish gleams in their eyes.

  They kissed a trail from my shoulders down to my breasts. I groaned when their hot, wet mouths closed over my sensitive buds, tingles spreading over my body, pleasure piercing every pore. Longing began to build within me; I’d never been so turned on.

  Hands slid down my pooch, one passing over my mound and onto my thighs as the other, more daring, pressed a single finger between my lips. I gasped as a new sensation shot through my lower body, one I enjoyed far too much. Before I knew it, my legs were parted. A light breeze wafting over my exposed clit sent a pleasurable chill through me. As one hand held me open, the other passed over my sensitive nerve endings before dipping inside me, teasing my inner walls. I somehow knew it was Cole the second his eyes began to glow. He lightly nipped the tip of my nipple the same moment his finger slid home.

  My hips lifted off the bed as I cried out, shocked by his bold move. My body stretched against his invasion. Despite being only a finger, I wasn’t used to anything entering my private channel and therefore my skin burned lightly before giving way to pleasurable friction.

  Shane quickly covered my clit, both men falling into a steady rhythm. My body was overwhelmed by their touch. Heat flooded my veins, my pulse skyrocketed as a new anxiety settled in. I couldn’t sit still, and found myself whimpering as I shimmied beneath their assault.

  “Oh!” I threw my arms upwards, thrusting into them as they started sucking my breasts. My muscles coiled as tension grew within me. My breathing labored as pleasured bordered on pain. I was reaching, fighting hard to touch the untouchable. It felt like I was so close to euphoria, yet so far. I shut my eyes, trying to focus.

  “Open them, now,” Shane ordered, the desire within me heightening with his words.

  Torture; I felt like I was being tortured by angels. Sensations beaded through me; my body alive with passion. The cold air hit my pert peak with a vengeance, the tip pebbling tighter the second Shane pulled away. Cole withdrew his finger, my body immediately feeling empty, and tweaked the abandoned point. The pleasure ebbed slightly, my limbs loosening marginally.

  This time I didn’t panic as Shane slid between my legs, one of his fingers replacing Cole’s, refilling me. His other slid away from my clit, sliding beneath my thigh to cup my hip before he yanked me upwards, further exposing me. A cry ripped through me when mouth cascaded over my pussy. His tongue slid between my lips, tasting, teasing, everywhere but my most sensitive spot.

  Slowly, my body began to climb the mountain again; the pressure mounting as they assailed me. I groaned when Cole switched breasts. I twisted, wiggling beneath their steady torment. I gripped the pillow behind me as my body curled. My womb bound tightly as my nerves congregated to one central area.

  “I want you to come, Karley,” Shane ordered.

  “Show us how beautiful you are when you come,” Cole said, his eyes narrowing on me as he moved sideways slightly to give Shane a better view of me.

  Without warning, Shane’s mouth encircled my clit, and his tongue flickered over it. Shooting tingles dashed through my upper body from Cole’s lips, and unimaginable pleasure pooled in my pussy from Shane’s rough attack of my sensitive bud. My mind pushed towards the cliff that my physical self sought. Abruptly, Shane sucked hard, and it was all I needed to push me over the edge. Waves of pleasure crashed through me as my body shook beneath the power of it. I cried out their names, gasping between ripples of gorgeous ambiances that wracked my body. They continued their caress until the final spasm passed and I lay limp, my mind still reeling from the intensity of my orgasm.

  I stared up at the ceiling, struggling to cool off. I was breathing hard, trying to calm down when Shane withdrew his finger. I instantly felt empty, even as they both covered me with gentle kisses of reassurance. I jumped when Shane hovered over me, locking eyes with me. He covered his glistening finger with his mouth, forcing me to watch him suck my juices from it. I exhaled harshly, as my body shuddered beneath his animalistic demonstration. He sucked so hard, a plopping sound echoed as he withdrew his finger. I groaned, squeezing my thighs as he licked his lips.

  “You are so damn beautiful when you come,” Cole said, his breath tickling my neck.

  “And you taste good too,” Shane added, saddling my side again.

  My hands trembled slightly as I sought them. I raked my fingers over the hard muscles of their chests. Both men stiffened as I rubbed my palm over their nipples. I looked down at them, my eyes seeking their throbbing cocks. I worried my lip as I slowly trailed down their bodies until I reached their erections. I was surprised by how similar in size they both were; the only noticeable difference being Shane was minimally wider. I carefully ran my fingers over their members, remembering that the books said theirs were more sensitive than my own, though after what I’d just experienced, I didn’t know how that was even possible. I passed my thumb over their tips, eliciting a groan from each of them.

  At the sign of their pleasure, I took hold of them, wrapping my hand around each of them. I gently squeezed, testing their reactions. Shane gasped while Cole cursed under his breath. I took it as a good sign when neither pulled away. Recalling more of what I’d read, I slid my fists up and down in a slow rhythm. Purrs sounded besid
e me, as they each pushed into my embrace; their own hands skimmed over my body, slowly at all my sensitive spots. Within a minute, we were all panting, our bodies leaning into each others’ stroke.

  Abruptly they both pulled away from my grip. Their muscles quivered at the control it required.

  “I want to come inside you. Will you let me?” Cole asked. They continued building my desire beneath their experienced touch.

  “He’ll be gentle, darlin’, and if you get scared or it hurts, he’ll stop,” Shane assured me.

  I bit my lip, looking at each of them. Of course I wanted him inside me; I wanted to give myself to them entirely. And there lied the problem. I wanted both of them, not one of them, to be inside me.

  “What are you thinkin’, darlin’?” He kissed my temple.

  “I don’t want only one of you. I want both of you.”

  They looked at each other, their brows creasing. “Darlin’, that’s a lot for your first time.”

  “I don’t care.” I was firm in my declaration.

  “Why don’t we compromise, sweetie?” Cole chimed in.

  “No compromises. I want both of you, at the same time.” Shane cursed, as Cole sighed heavily. “It’s that way or not at all.” That elicited a growl and curse from both men. I abandoned their cocks, and grabbed one of their hands, still roaming my body. Their attention was on me. “It’s taken me a long time to get to this point. Please don’t ruin it by not giving me what I want.”

  “It’s not that we don’t want to, darlin’, it’s that we don’t want to hurt you anymore than it already will,” Shane explained.

  “I trust you. Both of you,” I stated pointedly. He closed his eyes, his forehead wrinkling. I looked at Cole. He’d pursed his lips, his eyes narrowed, as he considered me.

  “We’ll try,” Shane conceded. Cole studied him for a minute before nodding his agreement. “But we’re gonna need a hell of a lot more foreplay.” I smiled wide, tugging him to me to kiss him before doing the same to Cole.

  Cole held me tight, as Shane took over teasing my limbs into a lulled state of submission. His fingers grazed my skin as his teeth and tongue scraped after them. It was an erotic tickle of my skin that drowned my pussy in liquid desire. My hands pressed over their solid, lean muscles, quaking beneath my touch. I slid down and gripped their erections; their cocks jerked within my grip. Pulling away, the guys pressed their hard dicks along my skin as I opened up to them, rubbing against them.

  “Here’s what we’re goin’ to do. Cole’s going to enter you first. It’s easier if you’re lying on your back. Then, once you’re comfortable with him, I’ll see about entering that luscious ass of yours.” Shane nipped my shoulder playfully.

  “No.”

  “No?” Both men questioned at once, their faces angled towards mine.

  “No. I want you”- I pointed to Shane- “ to go in first, then Cole.”

  “Demandin’ little hussy, aren’t you?” Heat touched my cheeks. I wasn’t usually so difficult, but I knew what I wanted when it came to them. They were the only ones I was confident enough to decide that with. I didn’t feel secure with any other part of my life.

  “That’s going to make it harder for me to go in, and it’ll hurt more,” Cole, the voice of reason, spoke up.

  I gasped as Shane rubbed my clit. Cole groped my breasts as another gush of warmth settled in my center. “I don’t care.”

  “You’re a beautiful, stubborn woman, you know that?” Cole kissed my lips, pulling my body to his as he settled himself beneath me. I dropped my knees around his lean hips.

  His mouth parted, his tongue licking the seam of my lips, coaxing them apart. I opened to him, pressing into him, my lips becoming pliable to his touch. The bed dipped as Shane moved away. Seconds later it the mattress buckled near my feet. Cole grabbed my breasts, rubbing his thumbs across my nipples. I moaned into his mouth.

  Shane slid his hands over my hips before angling them upwards. I suddenly felt exposed, tension squeezing my muscles. Sensing my fear, he kissed my lower back. “It’s okay, darlin’. I promise I’ll be as gentle as I can.”

  I relaxed as much as possible. Shane moved to cover my clit, helping release the remaining tension in my limbs. I bit Cole’s lower lip when a cold gel touched between my butt cheeks. Shane ran his finger up and down over my puckered hole, passing downwards towards my pussy each time as he continued to play with my sensitive bud. I groaned when Cole pinched my nipples. At my distraction, Shane dipped a finger inside my ring, pressing outwards. A shiver ran down my spine as a strange sensation introduced itself. It wasn’t pleasure, but it wasn’t pain. It was more of a discomfort.

  I gasped as he pushed his finger deeper, feeling another trying to force me open. He didn’t relent on my other side, trying to balance my fear with excitement. The second his second finger entered, I winced, pulling away from Cole. He flowered my face with kisses, easing the new sting I felt below.

  “It’s ok, sweetie. Just take a couple deep breaths. It’s going to hurt at first, but I promise it’ll get better.” Cole cupped my face, capturing my lips again.

  “She’s ready,” Shane said, removing both hands from my body. My nerves ran into overdrive as I felt the tip of his cock press against my back entrance.

  Cole recaptured my lips, immediately deepening our kiss, his tongue tangling with mine as his hands returned to my breasts. I knew Shane was waiting for Cole to make me forget about what was coming; to get me so far enamored with his assault that I relaxed.

  He broke away, lifting me beneath my arms and dragging my upper body, particularly my breasts, to his awaiting mouth. He clamped down on my taut peak, taking as much beyond it as he could inside his mouth. I gasped as his tongue ran over the center; Shane pushed the tip of himself into me the second my mind was distracted. I hissed between my teeth, coiling like a cobra ready to strike. The pain shot through my lower extremities. He waited for me, kissing my back as his hands molded to my hips and ass lovingly.

  “Go ahead,” I said, scrunching my brow, bracing myself. Cole continued to lavish my breasts, trying to make it easier on me.

  Shane inched deeper, stopping again for me to get used to the invasion. My skin stung, rebelling against the throbbing cock forcing it to accommodate him. I closed my eyes, waiting for the sting to subside as it did before. I hated to admit it, but I didn’t know if I’d be able to handle this inch by agonizing inch.

  “I want you to do it all at once.” My voice was tight as I gritted out the words.

  “Are you sure? I don’t mind taking my time, darlin’.” His kissed the middle of my spine.

  Cole placed a hand on each cheek, forcing me to gaze directly into his dark eyes. “Are you sure?”

  I nodded profusely. “I’m sure.”

  “Cole,” Shane said. It was all Cole needed in regards to preparation. He brushed his lips to mine, instantly demanding I focus on him.

  Cole smothered my cry as Shane slammed home in one lithe move. My body shook, the burning and stinging crippling me as the air shot from my lungs. Shane reached around my hip, leaning into my back, to rub my clit. The pain slowly ebbed to discomfort; discomfort to uneasiness, and unease to acceptance. I pressed into Shane, slowly beginning to move against him. He continued to circle my sensitive button as he carefully glided in and out of my hole. Goose bumps broke out over me as pleasure inched its way along the core of me.

  “Damn, you feel so good, darlin’. So damn tight,” he grunted, moving easier. I sighed, pressing my forehead to Cole’s as my body heated.

  “She’s ready,” Cole stated.

  Shane wrapped his arms around me, his cock still buried deep within me. Cole slid from beneath me right as Shane rolled onto his back, positioning me on top of him. Cool air surrounded me, making me all too aware of how open I was.

  I leaned my head on Shane’s chest, thankful that I was much short than them or this could have been more awkward than it already was. He kissed my shoulder. “Just relax, darlin�
��. We’ll take care of you.” His hands covered my breasts as Cole seated himself at the junction between my legs.

  “Just relax, sweetie.” Cole kissed my stomach. The edge of him pressed against my entrance to see if I was ready.

  I swallowed hard, anxiety coursing through me. I wanted this; I wanted them, but I didn’t want to let go. I knew that with both of them inside me, I knew I’d be at their mercy; I’d be cracking open a part of me I hadn’t since that night years ago.

  Sensing my hesitation, Cole backed away. “Are you sure about this, sweetie?” My heart melted at the concern on his face. Unable to speak without getting choked up, I simply nodded. He pursed his lips for a minute, analyzing every detail of my expression. He finally looked away, releasing me from the intensity of his scrutiny. I hadn’t realized I’d been holding my breath until I heaved, taking in as much air as I could with that first inhalation. Cole smiled knowingly, sending a thunderbolt of excitement to every cell in my body.

  He bent down and kissed my scars, reminding me that he wasn’t appalled by them, before lowering to my molten center. His fingers splayed me open for his viewing pleasure. My hands shot down to cover myself.

  “Shane,” Cole growled. In a split second, my wrists were secured above my head.

  “Someone’s being naughty,” Shane purred near my ear. I whimpered, their control both thrilling and frightening.

  Cole dipped his tongue inside me, lapping up my milk. “You are definitely mine,” he stated, his eyes locking with mine as he fastened his mouth to my pussy. I moaned as he sucked me. The sensations were stronger with Shane still seated inside me. Cole lifted my hips, and Shane began moving again, his cock pushing in and out of me.

  My muscles began to tighten as I began climbing the invisible mountain, seeking the peak of pleasure again. Shane held my wrists with one hand and tweaked my nipples with the other as he rammed into me. My body had been sensitized to their touch; it was overwhelmed by them, and was twisting tighter and much quicker this time. I pushed into them, longing for release.