Page 63 of Eternally Devoted

“I know. And you’re always saying how much you enjoy spending time with him,” I continue, at this point drunk from the way they’re staring at one another, their hard cocks sliding together with each small movement and subtle flex.

“Always,” Sterl responds quickly, speaking from his heart. Dash swallows, and I feel the weight of it between my legs.

“Did you like it when he kissed you?” I ask, walking my fingers down his shoulder, over his chest, playing with the flaxen curls dusting his pecs.

Sterling nods and I swear before the movement is done, Dash rushes him, their bodies pressed together, cocks smashed between them as they share a wet, open-mouthed kiss. Both of them are breathing hard and groaning when Dash pulls back. He looks at me, awe and happiness gleaming in his expression, and sticks his hand out. I take it, and Sterling and I do the same.

“I didn’t think a person could get this lucky once, much less twice, but here we are,” I tell them, because it’s clear now, despite the various ways we all process and get to our truths, that we share the desires. And the love.

Dash nods, bringing our joined hands to his lips to press a kiss to my knuckles.

We face Sterling. Looking down at our joined hands and our naked bodies, Sterl looks between us. “You two want to be with me?”

With the hand linked with Sterling’s, I place it over my heart. “We don’t work without you.” I kiss them both, then pose an important question. “Do you trust me?”

Dash and Sterling waste no time nodding in unison. “Yes.”

“Good, because I think the three of us can be so much more than friends.” As if they know I’ve got something up my nonexistent sleeve, they remain there, watching as I take a towel from the bathroom and return, carefully folding it in thirds. Placing it on the ground, I get to my knees between them.

The view from here is incredible. Muscles and meat, so much sexy man standing above me that my ovaries actually ache in my womb. Slowly, I wrap a palm around Dash’s cock, stroking him once as he groans. With my other hand, I take Sterling, holding his cock tightly as I pump him once, his foreskin sliding back. His cockhead appears, pink and wet, making my bottom lip burn with desire, and saliva pools in my mouth.

“Get closer,” I urge, my nipples so hard they ache.

Dash steps nearer and so does Sterling, the perfect amount. I blink up at Sterling, finding his cheeks ruddy and his eyes dark. From the exposed slit on his cock, his arousal beads. “You ready?” I ask him.

Without knowing what he’s ready for, I love that he simply knows he is ready. He trusts us both enough and vice versa.

Tugging his shaft, pulling his foreskin back, I curl my palm around their cockheads, squeezing them together. They’re both dripping and slick, and my squeeze causes an eruption of masculine groans.

Using my other hand, I stroke Sterling again, this time, using his foreskin to cover his cockheadandDash’s.

“Oh fuck,” Dash groans, pressing his hand to his groin as he peers down at the sight between them. “That’s, holy shit,” he mumbles before sucking in a breath, likely trying to calm down.

I peer up at Sterling. I did this for a brief moment the other night, and they liked it. “How’s it feel?” I ask, because aside from a few noises, he’s been quiet compared to Dash.

His lips part and a small shudder erupts from him, a little laughter too. “Fuck.” That’s all he says, and in that one word spoken from a man who rarely curses, I know everything I need to know.

“Warm,” Dash says, layering his response with Sterling’s. “Good, so fucking good,” he breathes, the words wavering as he struggles with his restraint.

Carefully, I bring my mouth beneath where my men are joined, and slowly pull them apart, keeping my palms firmly wrapped around their cocks. Pulling Sterling’s foreskin back as I do, slowly, their glistening, swollen cockheads come into view, and I stick out my tongue to catch everything that Sterling’s foreskin held, the secret they shared when they were tucked in there together. Their need threads from their cocks to my tongue, pooling, clear, abundant and salty.

“So much excitement,” I say as I run my tongue along my lips, not losing a single drop of their precum. I love tasting them both at once, and when I imagine them leaking as their cocks pressed into each other, my own arousal blooms, making my cunt tingle.

“Oh Jesus, sweetheart,” Sterling rasps, but I keep my focus on them, now licking both of their tips at once. Dash grabs his cock from my mouth, clamping his fist around the head, stepping back.

His neck bears a flush as he feeds his free hand through his hair, pushing out a breath. “Ahh,” he half laughs, “I think I need a break.”

I get to my feet, climb onto the bed and bring my ass to the end, hooking my heels on the edge of the mattress.

“You’ll both get a break now.” I smile at them over the terrain of my naked, aroused body. My nipples are tight nubs, my center swollen and nearly red with how needy I am. Their eyes rake over me, but after holding them that way, seeing how wet they get for each other, I need relief and I need it now.

“On your knees, both of you, and grab one of my knees. Now.” Sterling carefully gets to his knees, grabbing the edge of the bed as he bends his frame. His hefty cock and meaty balls swing around as he does, cockhead still peeking out of his foreskin. A bead of liquid streams down his shaft, curving around the thick veins, bleeding into the flaxen, trimmed nest of hair below.

Dash does the same, keeping his eyes closed, his cock no longer in his hand. Once four big hands are gripping my knees and thighs, I push to my elbows to peer down at them.

“Sterling,” I whisper, drawing out his name as he peeks down at my pussy, spread wide for him. “You first. Then Dash. I want you to go back and forth until I come.” I look at Dash, his features screwed up with need. “While he licks me between my legs, I want you to put your hand on the back of his head.”

Dash nods, and with baited eye contact, I urge Sterling to taste me. “I’m ready for your mouth, Sterl,” I whisper. A groan rumbles through his broad chest before he dives down, pressing his mouth to my clit.

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