by Liane Moore
A whimper bubbled up, and I released a soft cry. “I don’t….”
Macon cut me off with a brush of his lips against mine. I was breathless when he pulled back, his darkened blue eyes gazing into the depths of my own. “I love you, Caroline. I want you here. Always.”
His words washed over me and settled in a deep place in my heart, a place I knew was solely for him.
I blinked back tears, then lifted up on my toes and pressed my mouth to Rhett’s, kissing him gently, but pulling back when I felt his tongue pressing against the seam, seeking entrance. I turned and did the same to Macon. Then, I wiggled away from them and took a step away. Both men turned towards. Their usual panty-melting smiles had faded away, replaced with expressions of confusion, fear, and most disheartening was the look of utter defeat on Macon’s face. They’d clearly read my retreat the wrong way.
I took a step towards them. I grabbed Rhett’s hand with my left, and my right covered Macon’s. Bringing them both to my lips, I gave each a kiss before setting them over my heart.
“Macon, I love you.” My eyes flicked over to where Rhett was watching me intently. “Rhett, I love you.”
I watched as his eyes softened, the corner of his mouth turning up in his signature half-grin.
“I love you both more than I could ever express. I can’t love one of you without also loving the other. You’re a package deal. Not only do I accept that, but I live for it. My only request is that your package deal has room for one more. Me.”
The men exchanged a look, and before I could protest, Macon swept me off my feet while Rhett led the way down the hall.
Such Neanderthals. But they were mine.
As they carried me off towards the bedroom—our bedroom—my heart was more full than it had ever felt before. Yes, we were about to make love, but this time, it would be real. It would solidify our future. They were claiming me once and for all. For theirs. For always.
They loved me enough to share me, and it thrilled me to know I was loved more deeply, more wholly, more beautifully than any other woman in the world. They trusted each other, they trusted me, and just as much, I trusted them. With all my heart, all my soul, and all my life.
Macon
I set Caroline down at the foot of the bed. Rhett nodded to me, allowing me to get her primed and ready for this. Ready for us.
Caroline, no longer timid and innocent, was eager for her men. As soon as I set her down, she lifted her sundress up and over her head, tossing it aside. Rhett's sharp intake of breath echoed in the silence at the sight of her bare tits and already hardened nipples. My eyes roamed down to see that not only had she forgone the bra, she was also commando. Oh yeah, our girl was eager tonight.
She hopped on the bed, then lay back and stretched out, showing off her perfect body, perfect tits, and absolutely perfect fucking cunt that I could see was already glistening with the signs of her pleasure. My dick strained against my jeans, begging for release, but first things first. I was hungry, and cunt was the only thing on the menu.
Crawling between her legs, I grinned when she spread them for me. Our utterly compliant girl. The thought gave me pause. I lifted up and glanced over at Rhett, who was already palming his dick through his jeans. Rising from the bed, I hooked my arm under Caroline's waist and pulled her up with me.
Rhett raised a brow at me as I positioned our girl in the middle of the room. I quickly removed my clothes, leaving nothing on but my boxers. I knelt before her, placing my hands on her ankles. "Macon?" she asked, looking down at me, her head cocked in confusion. I grinned up at her. "Trust me, baby."
"Rhett, she loves us. We love her. How about we love her together, from start to finish."
He pushed on the wall, more than ready to be a participant. He took his place at her back, gathered up her hair, then laid it gently over one shoulder. "You go from bottom to top, me from top to bottom, and we'll meet in the middle?"
I grinned. "Hell yeah."
Caroline moaned in pleasure at the idea. Before I started, I wanted to give her a small taste of what was to come, so I lifted up and pressed my lips to her belly button, kissing down her flat stomach, relishing the way she shivered as my stubble tickled her skin. All the while my hands caressed her silken thighs. Even though my cock was begging for me to forget all foreplay and dive head first into her pussy, I lowered and kissed the outside of each ankle, knowing she had a little erogenous spot down there. Her shivers let me know I'd hit right on target. As Rhett worked over her neck, breasts, and nipples, I took my time touching, licking, tasting every inch of her legs until I was finally close enough to smell the full richness of her arousal.
Just as my fingers grazed over her pussy, Caroline whimpered as if it weren't enough. She lifted her hips, presenting her perfect little cunt to me, waiting for me, wanting me to devour her. She, however, was going to have to be patient. Rhett and I were on the same page, taking our time, priming her up, knowing she'd been full soon enough.
As the scent of her overwhelmed me, I couldn't hold myself back any longer. I had to taste her before I went insane. The moment I ran my tongue up her delicious folds, I moaned with approval at how extraordinarily wet I found her.
My fingers slid along her soft, wet lips, parting them for my tongue to dive right in. Her sweet essence filled my mouth, coating my taste buds. God, I could dine on Caroline for every meal and still be the most nourished man. My tongue worshiped her, licking, sucking, ravaging her until she was just on the cusp of orgasm, then pulling back, not wanting her to release until both Rhett and I were both inside her. Tonight, the three of us would come together.
When my thumb found her clit, hard and pulsating, I turned my attention there. I gave her a gentle nibble, then sucked it into my mouth. Her gasp had me smiling against her pussy. When her hand came to the top of my head and she pushed it back down, I readily complied with eating her pussy, leaving my thumb to circle her clit.
“Macon. Oh god,” she breathed. “Fuck me.”
My cock pulsated at the wanton desperation in her voice, and I knew I couldn’t hold off any longer. Fucking hell, I wanted the same thing, to slide into her warm pussy, taking and taking until she had nothing left to give. The thought alone hardened me to the point of explosion, but more than fucking her, I planned on finishing her off first. I was too far gone in her deliciousness, and selfishly, I wanted more of it. I wanted all of it until my chin dripped with her come. I groaned against her, and the vibrations on her clit caused her to shudder as I continued my assault on her warm pussy. My fingers pumped in and out at a relentless pace while my tongue focused on her clit. It wasn’t long before her body convulsed and I was caught in the throes of her orgasm as her grip tightened in my hair, holding me in position. Her pussy pulsed around my fingers, and she loosened her grip just enough to allow me to move down and lick up the evidence of her release. I sucked in every last drop, reveling in the taste of it. Of her.
“Oh, God, I love how you make me come,” she panted, her body slowly relaxing.
After one last suck, I pulled back and admired her glistening core, more than pleased to have satisfied her so completely.
"Macon, nothing's ever felt better than your mouth on my pussy." She squealed. Rhett chuckled. "No one's ever touched my breasts the way you do, Rhett. I could come just from that."
I grinned, knowing Rhett was just teasing. This wasn't a competition. All we cared about was loving Caroline.
"I need you. I need you both. Inside me. Now. Right fucking now."
My dick pulsated at how insistent she was. At how much she wanted us. Both of us.
With one last, lingering kiss on her cunt, I sadly pulled back and glanced up to see her eyes were on fire with her desire. The hand that wasn’t on my head was up and behind her, gripping Rhett’s hair as he remained latched on her neck, sucking, kissing, and licking her skin. His hands covered both her breasts. I could see the tiny peaks of her pebbled nipples and grinned. Oh yeah. Our girl was ready.
/> “What do you say, Rhett?” I asked playfully. “Do you think she’s ready, or should we continue warming her up just a bit?”
“As much as I’d like to keep torturing our little peach, I think she’s ready for you.” Caroline couldn’t see him, but he winked down at me. “But I’m not quite sure she’s ready for me.”
He gave me a nod, and I knew exactly what he meant. I rose to my feet and took Caroline’s face into my hands, pulling her in for a desperate kiss, forcing my tongue into her mouth and swirling it around with hers. I moved us back until her legs hit the bed and she fell onto the sheets. Her mouth puckered into the most beautiful ‘o’ and if my cock wasn’t so desperate to be inside her, I’d have forced her to her knees.
“Macon,” she whispered as I positioned myself between her legs, my cock in hand. She brought a hand to my chest to still my movements. Her eyes were hooded. “Please. Allow me.”
How could I say no to that? I nodded, watched as her tiny hand fisted around the base of my cock. She positioned it at her entrance. “Ready for me, baby?” I asked, barely able to keep from thrusting into her, hard, deep, fast until I was sheathed in the most beautiful cunt ever created.
“So fucking ready, Macon.”
With a groan of pleasure, I gave our girl what she wanted.
It was only the beginning.
Rhett
From the moment Caroline said she loved us, I had a one-track mind. My dick in her glorious ass. I loved the pussy, but Macon revered it. Part of why we worked so well together. He was always a foreplay kinda guy. I’m into foreplay, but usually when it’s ass play. So instead of being the one to haul Caroline to the bedroom and get her ready, I was more than willing to be a voyeur while Macon sucked her pussy. When I fuck her ass, I always miss out on her facial expressions. She did my dick proud, vocalizing her pleasure, or pushing herself back against me, indicating she wanted more. But it was her face I wanted to see. That was why I loved watching Macon pleasure her during foreplay.
It was also why we’d already ordered mirrors for both the ceiling and the wall over the headboard. After a summer of Caroline, neither of us wanted to miss a single waking moment with her.
I couldn’t help my grin when Caroline stripped the moment Macon set her on the ground. She was a treasure; more than we’d ever expected. So eager. Willing. Compliant. She had so much love, so much pleasure to give, making her our perfect partner.
My dick swelled against my shorts as I watched Caroline spread her legs for Macon. She gave no hesitation; she just knew that when Macon approached her in bed, his only place was settling between her legs. It was fucking hot as hell. Watching them, I wondered what it’d be like to slide into Caroline’s pussy instead of her ass.
Though I knew he wouldn’t care, I made a mental note to run it by Macon. I couldn’t imagine there was anything comparable to the tightness of her ass. But watching her pussy lips glisten with arousal, I suddenly wanted to find out. I thought she was primed enough to be able to take me now. God, I hoped so.
When Macon rose from the bed and placed our beautiful, naked girl in the center of the room, I couldn’t help my perusal of her body. Tits, both perky and full, with rose-colored nipples that I had a hard time keeping my hands off of her. A tiny waist that flared out into what Macon loved to describe as baby-making hips. Not that he’d ever told her that. But now that I knew she loved us, I suddenly saw what he did. And in my mind, Caroline’s belly grew with our child, her breast filling with milk to nourish the baby, and for the first time in my life, I wanted that.
It shocked the hell out of me. Before I could decipher my newfound feelings, I realized Macon had stripped down to his boxers and was kneeling at Caroline’s feet. I snapped out of it and cocked a brow at Macon, wondering just what he was doing.
“Macon?” Caroline’s sweet, unsure whisper had my cock twitching. He grinned at her and told her to trust him. I still had no idea what the hell he had in mind.
That was when he turned his attention to me, grinning when he caught my cock in my hand. “Rhett, she loves us. We love her. How about we love her together, from start to finish.”
Fuck me. It’s as if he’d read my mind. I may have thought I wanted to be the voyeur, but ever since she uttered those four beautiful words, I love you, Rhett, it was like my whole world had changed. My whole perspective. And Macon, knowing me better than I know myself at the time, knew it, too.
I pushed off the wall, eager as hell to get my hands on the woman of our dreams. The moment I was situated behind her, my hand cupped her ass, then my thumb slide between her cheeks and pressed against the hole. Gently. Just enough of a promise to get her aroused.
I gathered her hair in my hands, then laid it over her left shoulder. My hands palmed her ass, both sweet globes fitting perfectly in them. My thumbs teased her crack, and she whimpered. I grinned, not knowing if it was from my actions, or Macon’s. It didn’t matter. We were both pleasuring her and we both knew she loved each and every moment of it.
Resting my chin on her right shoulder, I caught Macon’s gaze. “You go from bottom to top, me from top to bottom, and we’ll meet in the middle?”
Macon grinned his approval. “Hell yeah.”
So we did what we did best. Macon spent his time caressing her legs, tasting her skin, and then devouring her pussy until her juices were gleaming on his chin.
As for me, I started at the curve of her neck. I pressed light kisses on her skin. What she was getting from Macon was intense. What she’d get from me would be just a tease.
She fucking hated it.
She fucking loved it.
Hell, she didn’t know what to think, except that she wanted more and she wasn’t getting it. At least not from me.
My fingers ran up and down her sides slowly, from hip to shoulder, while my kisses on her neck remained light. I used my tongue to faintly trace a trail up her neck, to the curve of her jaw, and up her temple. My lips came her to her ear where I gently nibbled on her lobe. She shivered. I pressed my rock-hard cock into the seam of her ass, rubbing slowly, letting her feel my arousal.
I swore I heard a faint, please. It was a faint whisper mixed in with her panted breaths. Our girl so politely asked, so who was I not to comply? My hands came to her shoulders where I massaged slowly, working my way down her front until they were caressing her breasts. My thumbs circled her nipples, quickly hardening them.
Her hips buckled as her ass left my nestled cock. I imagined she was pushing against Macon's face and I knew playtime was almost over. At least for him. I still had to ready her for me.
Just as I was about to finish with her breasts and prime her asshole, she moaned loudly. "Oh my god, Macon, nothing's ever felt better than your mouth on my pussy." I grinned, not taking offense, but nipping at the skin on her neck in a playful manner. She squealed and I chuckled, letting Macon know all was good. Her head tilted to the side and she pushed her ass back against me. "No one's ever touched my breasts the way you do, Rhett. I could come just from that."
Pride swelled. I didn't doubt that. It just wasn't something we'd ever tried. If Caroline was coming, it was with my dick in her ass, Macon's in her pussy, or with Macon's mouth on her pussy while I fucked her ass.
Caroline was practically panting at this point. One hand was on Macon's head, the other reached back and held me at her neck, where I sucked her skin. "I need you. I need you both. Inside me. Now. Right fucking now."
I cursed myself for not getting her lubed up with my finger while Macon was doing the same with his mouth. No bother. The wetter she was, the better for me to use her pussy juices to get her slick for me.
Macon looked up at me. "What do you say, Rhett? Do you think she’s ready, or should we continue warming her up just a bit?”
Caroline whimpered at the thought. I gave in. “As much as I’d like to keep torturing our peach, I think she’s ready for you.” I shot him a wink. “But I’m not quite sure she’s ready for me.”
Macon n
odded, getting me. With one last kiss to Caroline's skin, I moved away from them, stroking my cock as I watched Macon push her onto the bed, sink into her depths, and then roll her over until she was on top of him, presenting her ass to me.
Fuck. Me.
I knelt on the bed behind her. When she felt the mattress move, she lay down on Macon's chest, her ass lifting higher into the air.
Fuck. Me. Twice.
Our girl. So sweet. So loving. So eternally ours.
Chapter Nine
Caroline
I released a whoosh of breath as Macon pushed into me, then rolled to his back, his hips holding me in place as I straddled him. The bed dipped behind me, signaling Rhett’s returned presence. I didn’t have to know he’d gone to retrieve his favorite lube. Releasing a sigh of pleasure, I lay down until Macon and I were chest to chest.
“God, baby,” he growled as his hands caressed my skin up and down my back. “Never had pussy as sweet as this. I’m dyin’. Dyin’ to fill you up, flood your womb with my seed and create a baby in this sweet pussy.”
I whimpered at the thought. My clit tingled as the image of my belly swollen with the child of this man, of one of these men, filled my vision. Wet heat flooded my inner thighs at the idea, making me incredibly wet, incredibly turned on, and I knew he felt it, too. That was when I knew.
I wanted it. I wanted them. I wanted it all.
“Yes,” I moaned. Macon went rigid, stilling inside me, causing me to squirm, desperate for more friction.
“Yeah?” he asked, his piercing eyes gazing down at me, full of, oh my god, not lust, but love. I knew he’d just given me those words, and the affection in his shouldn’t have surprised me. It was just knowing he loved me, wanted to start a family with me… Well, it took my breath away.
Before I could answer, Rhett’s hands on my ass stilled. He moved to Macon’s side and gently cupped my cheek, his thumb stroking and coaxing my eyes to move to meet his. The love emanating from his eyes was nearly my undoing.