Page 80 of Five Days

“More than.” Landon breathed his response, pulling my top leg over his so our dicks pressed tightly together.

“Fuck, baby,” I croaked, taking his face in my hands. “You’re so damn beautiful.”

“No more talking—let us love on you.”

I nodded, and we met halfway, our lips hungry yet tender, the same as the palms on my ass cheeks.

Callum kissed over my shoulders, down my spine, and tongued my twin dimples at the base of my back.

I frotted against Landon’s stiff length even though I wanted to arch toward Callum’s warm mouth.

He spread me wide and lapped over my hole.

Groaning, I fucked my tongue along Landon’s. Desperation dictated my actions and stirred my blood into a frenzy. “Callum. Fuck.” I gulped a few sips of oxygen and dove into Landon’s sweetness in a desperate frenzy to devour his mouth.

He wrapped his hand around my dick, stroking in time with Callum’s tongue breaching my hole. All three of us sucked and nibbled on the flesh before us, partaking in a feast that promised fulfillment of our hunger.

“Need your dick, Callum,” I begged, the emptiness inside me more than I could bear.

Cool, slick fingers pushed into my hole, and I moaned, pressing toward him, seeking relief.

Landon shifted down on the bed so both men lay nearer to my groin.

Callum finger-fucked my ass, readying me to take him. Landon latched onto my dick like it was a lollipop, his appreciative noises over my taste making my balls firm.

Teeth gritted, I took my pleasure in their combined touch but refused myself release.

“Callum,” I grunted his name as he worked a fourth finger into my body. “I’m good—please.”

He shifted behind me, the heat of his chest against my back. “You’re sure?”

“Yes. Please.”

Blunt flesh pressed against my pucker, and I pushed onto his length, hissing as he breached my body. I’d never fucked without protection. Not once. But my first time with Callum felt like the right moment to give myself fully to a man.

He and Landon weren’t just a couple of random guys using my dick and hole. They belonged to me, and I to them—but like Landon had said, we could discuss that later. I needed to be one with them, get lost in sensation that would lead to satisfaction. I yearned for that sense of belonging I’d experienced on the island without even truly recognizing it until I’d left them behind.

Callum burrowed fully inside my body and stilled, giving me time to grow accustomed to being stretched open and stuffed full. “Okay?” he murmured against my nape, and I groaned an affirmative as Landon sucked me deep into his throat.

“Not going to last,” I muttered through teeth still gritted tightly together. These men…

Callum patted Landon’s head, and our lover popped off my dick.

He peered up at us, the golden light of his eyes overrun by black pupils.

“Turn around, baby,” Callum said. “Let Zack have your greedy little hole I haven’t been able to satisfy on my own.”

Landon flipped around quick as fuck, and both of us chuckled.

I tugged him closer as he nestled his fine ass against my spit-soaked cock. “Lube?”

“I’m already stretched and wet for you, Zack. Just hold still and let me fuck myself with your dick.”

“Jesus.” I gulped as he did just that, filling himself with one backward slam of his hips. “Fuck!” I grabbed hold of his waist, keeping him still, the heat and silkiness of his insides grasping at my bare cock making my eyes roll back into my head.

I’d never fucked without a condom. Hadn’t trusted anyone before these two men. I’d also never been in the middle like this, being loved on from both sides. Had never experienced the pleasure my two lovers gave me. Divine didn’t begin to describe how perfect we were, connected not just in body but in soul.

It was one hell of a spiritual high—addictive as fuck. My new favorite place to be.

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