Page 64 of Eternally Devoted

He starts with a few gentle sucks of my clit between his teeth, which has my back arching off the bed immediately. When I reopen my eyes, trying desperately to acclimate to the pleasure, I see Dash doing just as I said, peering over Sterling’s shoulder, his hand gently kneading the back of Sterl’s head, holding his face in my cunt.

“You two,” I breathe, my legs already threatening to shake all around them. “Oh my god,” I moan. “I wish you could see my view. You two are so hot.”

Sterling swirls his tongue around my clit, then nibbles gently at my lips, sucking each into his mouth as one of his thick digits circles my opening. “Sterl, yes, oh my god,” I pant, gripping the sheets until my knuckles ache. Dash’s eyes are hooded, fixed at the place Sterling and I meet, watching intently as his best friend pleasures me.

“How do you feel?” I ask as I pant and moan. “How do you like watching him between my legs?”

Dash swallows thickly, not taking his eyes off the feast. “I like it,” he breathes, “I like it, but I need a taste.” His hand slides from Sterling’s hair to his neck where he grips him the way only men do. Leaning to the back of Sterl’s ear, Dash utters, “My turn,sweetheart.”

Sterling growls into my cunt as he takes a final, toe-curling lick. He pulls back, panting, lips swollen and shiny, nodding to Dash, passing the proverbial baton.

“Wait,” I breathe, despite the fact that the pulsing need between my legs is truly agonizing without his mouth. “Before you taste me,” I tell Dash, an erogenous smile lifting my lips. “Kiss him.”

This time, there is zero hesitancy as Dash crashes his mouth against Sterling’s, cupping his face in his hands. Pushing up to my palms, I peer down to steal a salacious glance at the way theirdripping cocks slide against one another’s. This is the stuff my fantasies are made of.

“I’m feeling jealous,” I say both teasingly and seriously, causing Dash to end the passionate kiss. His smirk disappears between my legs, guided by Sterling’s hand pressed into the back of his head, just like I asked.

Falling back into the mattress, I nearly lose my mind as Sterling begins unexpectedly dirty talking.

“Her pussy tastes like sugar, doesn’t it?”

“You like when D licks you, don’t you, sweetheart?”

“Make her legs shake, Dash. Eat her up. Don’t let a drop go to waste. You’re doing so good.”

Being praised gets me going but listening to Sterling praise Dash is another thing.

“Oh god,” I breathe, reaching down to swipe at the head of hair between my thighs. Sterling catches my fingers and places them on my breast. “I’ll guide him. You keep your hands on those beautiful tits.”

Another gentle shove and Dash nips my clit with his nose. His tongue makes deep strides inside me, making my spine arch and my toes curl. “I’m gonna come,” I manage to spit out, my mind going dark as pressure and heat build to unimaginable lengths inside me. “Now, now, now,” I pant, gripping my breasts so hard that Sterl places his hand over one of mine, making me release my grip. I blink open just as the first clenching wave hits, and watch Sterling knead my breast and Dash’s head.

“Eat her through it, D,” he advises, his voice strained and low. “Come hard for him, show us how hard we make you come,” he adds, causing my head to tip back.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moan, pulling my chin to my chest, forcing myself to capture the sight. It’s the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. My shoulders tremble as the high crests, leaving my body shaky and weak, sweat glittering along my flesh.

When the last rush of need courses through me, my toes uncurl and my shoulders slump.

It was the best orgasm ever, but my appetite for them is still roaring.

“Sterl,” I breathe as he strokes his hand through my hair, now at my side as Dash wipes us up at the foot of the bed.

“You look like a queen,” he whispers, leaning down, stealing a kiss from me. My chest warms.

“Get on your back in the center of the bed.”

I roll over, making my spot available to him. “Here,” I pat the mattress.

With precum running down his shaft, he holds himself as he knees onto the bed, settling in just where I told him. When he’s in position, I climb onto the bed over him, pinching his hips with my knees. “Dash,” I call back, “come behind me.”

Sterling and I lock eyes. “I want you both inside of me,” I breathe as Dash’s hands come to my hips. Hovering above Sterl’s cock, a niggle of discomfort worms up my back. I want to have them bare, raw, with nothing between us.Bare is making love. Protection means there’s something between us and we have an out, like we can walk away from this at any point.

I don’t want that.

“I’m negative for any STDs,” I whisper, vulnerability snaking my spine. If they don’t want to have unprotected sex, we won’t. I will only do what they’re comfortable with. But in my soul and bones, I know they’re my future. I want them bare, and their cum is mine, and the idea of them filling condoms instead of me nearly brings tears to my eyes. “I want you both bare.”

Sterling’s eyes hold mine and all of me believes he understands what I’m saying, despite the fact I hover over his cock staying silent, waiting for a response.

I twist my head to kiss Dash. His lips are soft and salty, and my stomach clenches at the way he moans into my mouth when we part. “I’ll take you bare,” he whispers, “Sterling, too.”

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