Page 65 of Eternally Devoted

With my focus on Sterling, I watch him lock on Dash behind me. His eyes follow Dash’s hands curving and gripping my shoulders, his lips along the side of my neck. Sterling’s hard cock pressed against my clit as Dash holds my hair, working his mouth down my shoulder.

“Will you both have me?” I ask, arousal running rampant as Dash’s cock presses into me from behind, Sterling’s from below.

Sterling’s swallow is loud, and he nods against the pillows. “Yes.” He reaches for the drawer near the bed, but I stop him. His brow furrows. “Just lube, not a condom.” Still, I didn’t want lube. I’m dripping, soaked, drenched and swollen. I can handle both of them without help. I know I can.

Dash’s lips nip at the back of my ear. “I know you want it to be just the three of us, but we need lube if both of our big cocks are going to fit in this sugar sweet little box of yours, baby.”

From behind, Dash reaches through my legs and takes Sterling in his hand, rubbing his cock against my clit, making us moan.

My lids grow heavy as Dash uses Sterling to tease me, and I don’t know what’s turning me on more, Dash so freely touching him, or Sterling watching it all play out. Sterling pops open the lid on the lube from the side table. I’ve only ever used that lube on myself.

Sterling fills his palm with cool liquid and reaches around me to pass the bottle to Dash. The slick swish of them stroking palmfuls of lube up their aching dicks has the pressure between my legs flaring. Sterl’s strong hands come to my thighs and I watch the twist of muscle beneath flesh in his shoulders and chest as he lifts me.

As if they’ve choreographed this moment, Dash reaches between my body and Sterling’s, grabbing Sterl’s cock. Positioning his crown at my swollen center, Dash’s lips come back to my ear, whispering, “Sterl’s gonna lower you down little by little. You say red if we’re too much.”

There’s movement behind me and then two slick, dripping cocks are pushing up into me, my cunt burning at the immediate stretch to accommodate just their heads.

“Gonna ease you down,” Sterl says, his nostrils flaring as he slowly lowers me, his eyes set on Dash’s hand keeping their cocks trapped together beneath me.

Pulling my bottom lip under my teeth, I reach back, finding Dash’s head, and pull his lips to the back of my neck. With my other hand, I reach forward, bracing it on Sterling’s belly, loving the feel of his wiry hair beneath my fingers. I love feeling them in my hands, and pushing inside of me, too.

“How you doin’, sweetheart?” Sterl inquires as he lowers me a tad more, feeding me another inch of their cocks. From behind me, Dash curses, his teeth sinking into my shoulder.

“Struggling,” he groans.

Sterl laughs, rough and tumble. “My other sweetheart,” he says.

Despite the rush of pain as Sterl sinks me further and further, I smile down at him. “I’m okay. The pain is worth it if I get to feel you both at once.” I bite my lip. “How much more?”

“Mmm, we’re nearly halfway,” Dash moans, now cupping my breasts with his hands as his hips stay still, letting Sterl do all the guiding.

“Tell me,” I whisper between them. “Tell me what it feels like.” I pose the question to both of them, but Sterling lowers me all the way down, and a collective hushed groan sweeps the room.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Dash grumbles behind me. “So fucking tight. Oh god.”

Sterling’s jaw is tight, his nostrils flaring. “Fuck,” is all he can manage.

“Tell me,” I breathe, letting the burning pain of fullness twist into a heady high. The men I love are both inside me, naked, touching each other, throbbing.So. Fucking. Hot.“How does he feel?” I ask Sterl as I very slowly begin to move my hips.

His hands slide up my thighs to grip my hips as Dash’s thumb and forefingers begin plucking at my nipples.

“Slick,” Dash moans.

“Hot,” Sterling manages as he watches his best friend cup my breasts and tease my nipples.

“Do you like feeling him while you’re inside of me?” I ask, the question floating between us as I find slight momentum, moving against their cocks, my clit blooming each time it presses against Sterling’s groin.

Sterl finds my clit with his thumb and strokes. “You both feel so fucking good,” he manages, his blown pupils telling me he’s on the edge already.

So am I. And when Dash’s lips crash down on my shoulder, pressing hot kisses along my damp flesh, I know he’s riding the edge too. His breath skates over my skin, heated and rushed. “This is the best sex I’ve ever had,” he murmurs as he traverses his tongue along my throat.

Despite the ache of being stretched, the burn of being stuffed so ridiculously full, everything feels better than it ever has with any toy.

“I’m happy you’re both my firsts,” I breathe, insecurity winding through me as my only other secret comes out.

At once, their soft thrusting halts, and so do my roving hips. Sterling’s eyes search mine, but he begins breathing muchharder, his chest rising with power, collapsing with shock on every breath. “What?” he breathes.

Dash palms my breasts, no tweaking or rubbing as he groans, “Juniper.”

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