Page 49 of Eternally Devoted

Slowly, I press their heads together, ignoring the hungry pleas and moans that erupt from both of them as I do. Taking my time, I pump Sterling, using his foreskin to cover Dash’s cockhead. With my hand gripping them tight, I proceed to jerk them slowly, back and forth, their slits kissing in the privacy of Sterling’s skin.

“Holy shit,” Dash moans, “that feels so good.”

Sterling watches, cheeks ruddy. Beneath my palm, he grows so hard that I don’t need him to moan or say anything—I know he likes this. I know it feels good.

After jacking them in Sterling’s foreskin for a few minutes, I know they’re close, and I’m jealous. I pull them apart with my mouth hovering below, catching the slow drip of blended arousal, swallowing it all up.

I keep pumping them until Dash sucks in a sharp breath. I hold them in my mouth, waiting for my reward. With his head weeping onto my tongue, the last stroke sends him over. His hand on my jaw tightens, and his eyes fight to stay open as he warns me with one singular word. My name, rough and raw. “Juni.”

The first shot of release is powerful, ribboning onto my tongue and down my throat. I stroke Sterling as my gaze bounces between them, both of them watching my mouth like it’s their job. “Juni,” Dash tries again as the second rope of release paints my teeth and tongue. Using both of my hands, I stroke them in unison, angling Dash’s head toward Sterling’s.

The last ribbon of cum paints Sterling’s shiny, pink cockhead, and the moment it does, he erupts.

He comes in fast, thick waves, warm release splattering against my tongue, splashing the back of my throat. “Fuck,” he rasps, reaching out to stroke his thumb along my bottom lip, watching as he empties himself into my mouth, along with Dash’s release. When he’s done, I close my mouth, look between the two of them, and swallow.

Then I lick the traces of them from my lips, then follow up with my fingers.

Carefully I get to my feet and press my lips to Dash’s as I tug up his pants, kissing him deeply. Turning to Sterling, I do the same, sweeping my salty tongue through his warm mouth, feeding him traces of the three of us. I hear his swallow when our kiss breaks, and I pull his pants up too. They take turns cleaning themselves up in the bathroom, and so do I.

“Now I’m ready for sleep,” I tell them when they return, before waffling my hands into theirs, adding, “Thank you for everything.”

Sterling looks at Dash. “Maybe a couple hours before we hit those other sites?”

Dash nods. “I’ll set my alarm.”

He leaves the room, returning with all three of our phones, which he takes time to set alarms on each. While he does, Sterling helps redress me in one of his shirts and a pair of his pajama pants. They smell like him and I’m swimming in them, and nothing has ever felt so perfect.

Once Dash has plugged in all of our phones and Sterling has pulled the blinds closed to keep early morning out of our eyes, I crawl into the center of Sterl’s bed, and pat on either side of me. Dash looks at Sterling, who dips his head in approval. They climb onto the bed and with them around me, my body immediately downshifts, putting the adrenaline and excitement on the shelf in favor of some much-needed sleep.

Sterling talks softly to Dash as I squeeze our still linked hands, lying on my back between the two of them like the most important woman in the world. As they chatter and sleep edges its way in, I can’t help but think… I don’t want to hurt people anymore but… it feels like everything that has happened so far has been fate.

If I didn’t come here after the ravine, would I be in bed with the two men I love and adore?

Probably not. And I’m thanking the ravine guy as I sink into a much-needed slumber.

CHAPTER

EIGHTEEN

BUT THOSE FEW INCHES ARE THE DEADLIEST FEW.

Dash

Damn, there’s nothing like that first morning stretch. For some reason, it feels extra good today. Reaching my arms above my head and my toes down into the mattress, I let out a small groan as I slowly open my eyes to welcome the day.

It takes me a second to realize where I am.

I’m waking up in Sterling’s room.

That fact alone has my morning wood turning into something tangible.

Twisting, I look over at them.

My best friends.

Mybestfriends who I’ve both now seen naked.

I’ve helped Juniper come.

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