Page 29 of Double Take

“Oh, my god.” My eyes roll back into my head as my toes curl. Being fought over by two men. Who knew that was an aphrodisiac? Pressure swells inside of me until it feels like my entire insides are on fire. It’s too much. God, I don’t want it to ever stop. But I also want to orgasm so hard I can’t walk.

“Rylee, I can’t stop. Look at me.” My eyes snap open, and the fevered heat in his eyes is so intense the world tips on its axis. “Come with me, baby. Come all over my dick. I want to feel that pussy sucking and milking my cock.” He flicks my clit harder. “Come on, baby. Milk that cum right out of me. Squeeze my dick. Yes, fucking just like that. Only harder. Make it where I can’t even move inside of you.”

“Yes. Fuck. Yes. Fuck. Fuck. Oh, fuck.” White lights flash behind my eyes as my orgasm racks me from head to toe. I strain against the restraints as I search for more pleasure.

“That’s it. Fuck. You’re so tight.” He punches my insides as he stiffens and grunts, filling me full of his semen.

“Get back.” Oliver grabs Axel’s shoulder, shoves him backward, and refills me with heat with one thrust.

“Yes, baby. That’s it. Jesus. You’re so fucking tight.” I can’t think. All I can do is feel as he fucks me with the same fierce ferocity that Axel did. Only this time, my pussy is so sensitive that each stroke of my insides results in a quake deep inside me.

Filled. Claimed. Pleasured. Controlled. Cared for. Worshipped. Everything that I’ve always dreamed of but never hoped to experience.

Axel walks to my head as Oliver presses on my abdomen, attacking my G spot from both angles. “Suck my fingers. Such a good girl, getting fucked by two men. Watching you take my brother’s dick. It makes me hard again.” He shakes his head.

When I look at his crotch to find him at half mast, I gasp. This is fucking crazy. What have I gotten myself into?

“That’s it, baby. We’re going to fuck you all night long.”

“Fuck. Jesus. No,” I whimper and come again as darkness edges over my consciousness. It’s too much. It’s overwhelming. It’s…. This is…. Tears stream out from the corners of my eyes as Oliver grunts and stiffens between my legs as the waves of orgasm continue to draw me under until it feels like I’m drowning.

I can’t think. I can’t move. I can’t breathe. All I do is feel as Oliver withdraws from inside me.

“Rylee, sweetheart.” Axel cradles my face. “What’s wrong, baby, are you hurt?”

“Jesus.” Oliver unclasps the cuffs, and they both cradle me to their chests. I gasp as I try and catch my breath, but I can’t. Sobs wrack my body.

“I’m so sorry, baby.” Oliver kisses my temple as he clutches my face with trembling hands. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“Where does it hurt?” Axel rubs my back, and my heart turns over.

I sniff and sling my arms around them. “I’m not hurt. I’m overwhelmed. This was amazing. It felt so good. Physically, it was out of this world. But the way you look at me.” I shake my head as my bottom lip trembles. “No one has ever looked at me like that.”

Their bodies deflate as fear and anxiety pass. “We’ll always look at you like that,” Oliver smiles.

“You’re ours, baby. All ours.”

As I cling to them, I finally believe it’s true. I’m theirs.

Chapter Seventeen

Oliver

“It’s time to take you home, sweetheart.” I kiss her temple and wrap my arm around her waist because going without touching her is impossible.

When she started crying, I was terrified we’d moved too fast or she’d forgotten to use her safe word. The last thing I want is for her to get hurt or regret agreeing to be with us. It tore me in two. Thank God it was only a response to overstimulation, and they were tears of happiness, exhaustion, and complete satiation.

“I should get home. Katrina is watching Sunny tonight, but I can pick her up early.” She glances around the room and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear.

Axel grips her chin. “Baby, everything is going to be fine. We’re going to take care of you. If anyone says anything insulting to you, let one of us know. We’ve been in this community for years, and we’re well respected. Yes, it’s an alternative relationship, but we’re not in the Stone Ages.” He chuckles. “And unless we’re all out together, most of the time, people can’t tell us apart. They won’t even realize you’re dating two men.”

She shivers, and worry settles in my gut. What if this isn’t what she wants? Yes, she wanted sex with the two of us. But going out in public? That might be more than she can handle.

I straighten and drop my arm to my side. This must be her decision and her decision alone. We won’t pressure her to accept something she’s not prepared to participate in.

“If this isn’t what you want….” I swallow hard over the lump in my throat. “We understand if you got carried away with the moment. I’m not going to claim we won’t be devastated by your decision, but we would never force you to do something you don’t want. You’ve already experienced enough of that to last a lifetime.”

Axel joins me in front of her and smiles weakly. “I get that we’re a lot to take.”

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