Page 13 of Their Sweetest Obsession

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Not even in my wildest fantasies did I imagine something as hot as Wilder taking my virginity while Reeve lost his own inside Wilder. I still wasn’t completely sure I wasn’t having some crazy-hot dream induced by the heartbreak cure Kara had made for me.

But whether it was a dream or reality, I wasn’t about to tell Wilder no. With my orgasm still causing my body to pulse, I rolled onto my stomach and crawled to my men. They were both on their knees, their cocks sticking straight out, mesmerizing me with their different sizes and shapes.

Reeve’s was longer, but only about half the girth of Wilder’s. Which was saying a lot about the younger man’s shape, because Reeve did not have anywhere close to a pencil dick. Veins popped out along the shaft, pre-come leaking from the tip again, despite having gotten off earlier.

I tried to wrap my hand around Wilder when I reached them, but there was a huge gap between my fingers and thumb. It would take both hands to go around him fully. Curious how much he would stretch my mouth, I licked over the tip and then wrapped my lips around him.

“Ah, fuck!” He groaned, gathering my hair in his hand and guiding me back and forth along his cock before he forced me off. “Get Reeve ready, baby. I won’t last much longer.”

Wilder still held my hair when I took Reeve into my mouth. Looking up at him through my lashes, I took as much of him as I could before he hit the back of my throat, causing me to gag.

“Your mouth feels so good, princess,” he praised. “Such a good girl, sucking our cocks. Get it as wet as you can, precious girl. I need to be dripping when I take Wilder’s ass.”

The imagery he planted in my mind had me moaning, my core clenching as I licked around Reeve’s tip. I’d never given a blow job before, had no idea what I was doing, but his groans urged me on.

“Enough. I need her,” Wilder snarled. Grabbing me around the waist, he half slung me onto my back. I barely had time to catch my breath before he was between my legs, pushing his shaft into me.

My muscles screamed with the burn of his invasion. He took it slow, giving me time to adjust to his size, but he was so big. All I could focus on was the discomfort, the burning tear as he ripped through me until he was fully seated within my most intimate flesh.

“I’m sorry, sweet girl,” he soothed, brushing kisses all over my face. “You’re making me feel so damn good, and I’m hurting you. Forgive me. Please, forgive me.”

“I’m okay,” I gasped through the pain. “I want this. I want you.” I saw Reeve behind Wilder and gave him a trembling smile. “Both of you.”

“I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” His hips shifted, almost as if he had no control over the movement. “I will spend my life making it up to you.”

“Wilder,” I chided, cupping his face in my hands. “Kiss me.”

His mouth gently brushed over mine. I kissed him back, getting lost in the way his tongue teased mine, how his hands played over my body, bringing it back to the fever pitch it had been at when I was sucking Reeve’s cock.

He hissed out a curse, and I pulled back, finding Reeve with his front pressed to Wilder’s back. And I knew. He was inside Wilder. We were all a part of one another. Finally. After four years of loving them, wanting them so much it felt like I would die without them but too scared to tell them for fear of losing them, we were one.

Tears blurred my vision. “I love you. Both of you. So much!”

Reeve met my eyes, his dark orbs glittering as he thrust forward, sending Wilder even deeper inside me. “Love you too, princess.”

“Love you so goddamn much,” Wilder growled, arching back into Reeve, letting him set the pace. “I can’t live without either of you. Don’t you ever fucking make me have to try.”

Each thrust of Reeve’s hips, each groan from my two men, caused the fire deep in my belly to burn hotter. I opened my knees wider, another orgasm building. My nails clawed at Wilder’s shoulder, Reeve’s side. Needing to touch both of them while Wilder destroyed my pussy.

Reeve kissed Wilder’s neck, licking away beads of sweat. Seeing them together, knowing they were connected while Wilder was inside me, made my core clamp around Wilder’s cock. His eyes rolled back in his head. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I’m close. Reeve, man, please.”

Sweat poured down Reeve’s face, and his eyes had gone unfocused. His pace became more erratic, the motions so forceful they shifted all three of us up my bed a little more each time. I clung to Wilder’s neck, holding on for dear life as something suddenly exploded inside me. The world narrowed to just the three of us. Our panting breaths, groans, slapping flesh against flesh. Starlight flashed in front of my eyes until I was blind, my entire body spasming from the force of my release.

From what seemed like a long distance away, I heard Reeve shout out as he came. Wilder seemed to double in size inside me, and then I was being flooded with his come. My eyes closed in an attempt to hold on to the pleasure, the memories, just in case none of this was real.

When I opened my eyes again, I was on my side. Wilder was beside me, with Reeve half on top of his back, half on the bed. Smiling sleepily, I reached out to stroke my fingers over Wilder’s curls, then down Reeve’s side.

Stretching over, Reeve kissed me slow and deep. “I’m going to spend the rest of my life loving you both. Are you ready for that, princess?”

“I’ve been ready.”

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Reeve and Wilder stood at the wedding dress boutique’s front door, their arms crossed over their suit-clad chests as they stared me down. “Find a dress you love. Nothing else matters.”

“Of course everything else matters!” Kara argued beside me. “She needs to know the theme of the wedding. The setting. The guest list. A girl has to have this vital information when choosing the perfect dress to get married in.”

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