Page 77 of Day Shift

Lucian’s thumb slid out of me, and he moved his hands to my hip bones to help support my unsteady legs. “That’s right, we’re just getting started, Anastasia. Now it’s our turn.”

My breath hitched, the heat between us igniting all over again. This night was far from over. I was more than willing for them to do whatever they wanted with me.

I wanted to return the pleasure Lucian was giving me, so I stroked him firmly as I gently circled his crown with my teeth. When his cock jerked, a soft laugh escaped me. I was driving him just as crazy as he was making me.

Conan’s hands and fingers circled over my lower back and ass as Lucian’s tongue dove deep into my pussy once more, eliciting a whine from me. Conan slid his thumb between my cheeks, whispering, “I want to be the first to fuck this tight little ass of yours. But we’ll need to ensure you’re ready for it first.”

He dragged the tip of his cock around the curve of my ass and downward, sending jolts of anticipation through me. Lucian grabbed hold of my cheeks, pulling me closer to his mouth while Conan pressed hard on the center of my back, forcing me to arch even more.

As I moved my lips further down Lucian’s shaft, he inhaled sharply. At that, Conan drove himself inside my needy pussy, and I let out a loud groan against Lucian’s cock, making him jerk against my throat.

“Fuck, Angel, you’re so tight,” Conan grunted as he slowly began pumping his cock inside me. My walls gripped him, making it difficult for him to move. He caressed my back tenderly and whispered, “Relax, baby.”

I listened, focusing on my breathing and letting my body loosen up. As I did, Conan’s pace gradually became more steady. “Good girl. That’s the way,” he praised me. “Even relaxed, you’re still so fucking tight. Thank God you’re dripping wet.”

Every thrust from Conan pushed me further down onto Lucian, until my mouth was filled with his hardness and it bounced against my throat. Lucian’s tongue made wet noises as he flicked and sucked, heightening my arousal. Conan gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he moved with a powerful rhythm. The boundaries between us seemed to blur as we explored one another’s bodies, driven by an insatiable hunger for connection.

Lucian’s hands moved to my breasts, squeezing and kneading them as I bobbed my head up and down while sucking his cock. Our groans of satisfaction, the noises of our mouths licking and sucking, and the smacking of flesh on flesh created a symphony of lust that filled the room.

I was desperate to hold off my impending orgasm, wanting to come with both of them. So I took Lucian’s dick into my throat, moving at a quicker pace. The curve of my throat started to catch against the ridge of his cock’s crown. One of Lucian’s hands slipped around to the back of my leg. “Ahh,” Conan hissed out, and I knew Lucian had to be rolling Conan’s balls in his hand by the sudden increase in tension inside me.

As soon as I realized what Lucian was doing, the first wave of my climax crashed through me, and I spiraled out of control. At the same moment, Lucian’s hips drew up, and he shoved his dick into my mouth to the hilt. Hot cum shot down my throat. I swallowed hard a couple of times, pulling back, panting, and desperate for air as Lucian dropped his hips down.

“Fuck, yes!” Conan roared as his climax burst through. He dropped one hand on the bed next to me, pulling my hips against him with the other. His release filled me, and we rode out the last waves of rapture together.

The room was filled with our ragged breaths, the scent of sex thick in the air. After a minute of recovery, Conan growled, pulled out of me, and stepped back. “Fuck, it’s sexy as hell watching my cum drip out of your pussy,” he said.

Lucian, never one to miss an opportunity, pulled me forward a little. He leaned in, catching Conan’s cum in his mouth, and then gave my folds a slow lick with the flat of his tongue.

“That’s the hottest move I’ve ever seen,” Conan admitted, his voice rough.

Lucian and I collapsed in a heap of tangled limbs, our bodies spent but deeply satisfied. This was a new level of intimacy, something I had never imagined but would never forget. I would file it away for future fantasies.

Lucian chuckled, then flipped me onto my side. The room spun as I tried to regain my senses, still swimming in orgasmic bliss. Conan walked over to my side of the bed, leaned one knee onto the mattress, dragged me up to rest against the pillows at the top, and slid into bed beside me. Lucian repositioned himself against the headboard on the other side.

Sandwiched between these two massive men, I couldn’t have felt more secure. My king-size bed, which usually seemed too big for one, now barely accommodated the three of us. Conan’s and Lucian’s muscular frames took up most of the space, their warmth and presence enveloping me completely. I relished being so close to them.

Conan’s fingers traced lazy patterns over my arm, his touch both gentle and possessive. “You’re incredible, Angel,” he murmured, eyes full of unspoken promises.

Lucian, always the playful one, leaned in and nipped at my ear. “Yeah, she is. And she’s ours all night.”

The implication of his words hung in the air, full of possibility. My heart raced, but it wasn’t just from the physical sensuality. It was because of this connection we’d made, raw and untamed, and the realization that I was exactly where I wanted to be at this moment.

I giggled to myself. Lucian looked at me, curiosity lighting up his eyes. “What’s so funny?”

I glanced from him to Conan. “Never in a million years did I imagine having sex with two men at once,” I admitted, “especially not with two alpha types who wanted to tear each other apart just a few hours ago.”

Lucian grinned, resting his hand casually on my hip. “Life’s full of surprises, isn’t it?”

Conan shifted beside me. “What happens if the mafia finds out you’re not a virgin, especially the dude you’re supposed to marry?”

I rolled my eyes. “It’ll be too late. Knowing him, he wouldn’t notice. He’s probably only had sex with women he’s paid, if that. The guy is a total loser. Even if he did realize I wasn’t a virgin, he wouldn’t say anything to save face. He likes playing with spreadsheets all day more than he likes sex, I’m guessing.”

Conan’s eyes darkened. “You’re not marrying that guy.”

I waved my hand. “I don’t want to talk about it right now.”

Conan tilted his head, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. “You were lost in thought when you first started going down on Lucian. What were you thinking about?”

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