Page 20 of Three Reasons

There is a deep groan from Eli, and I find his head tossed back as he watches me from the corner of his eye. They glow with anticipation, his body transfixed on the slow movements of my hand, and both squirm for more. Our breathing syncs with every inhale.

Eli’s fists clench as he steps back, and I watch him, absorbed in trying to hold himself together as he sits on the edge of the bed. His cock continues to grow, and I’m enthralled.

Nodding for Eli to lie back, I prepare our sweet woman for the intrusion. “Open your eyes, sugar.” Her sharp intake of breath assures me she understands how much Eli desires her. “You ready for him?” I whisper as we take slow steps forward while Eli strokes one hand up and down his girthy dick. Gray’s head shakes fromside to side, causing me to chuckle and Eli to groan again. “I’ll help you.” She shivers in my arms and nods lightly.

Plunging two fingers into her depths, they slip into her snug pussy without a problem. Her cream coats the skin, easing the way as I leisurely slide them in and out. Hooking one finger, I search for the spot I know will set her off. As soon as I meet the rough patch with the pad of my finger, I begin massaging and applying pressure to her clit, rubbing furiously until her body trembles as she writhes against me.

Goddamn.

My cock is as hard as it has ever been and nestles between her ass cheeks. The more she wriggles against me, the more my pre-cum leaks between us, lubricating the way for my dick. Her deep-pitched moan signals her impending release as we finally reach Eli, who is still stroking his cock in a vise-like grip.

“Come here, pretty girl.” He holds out his hand for her. As she accepts the help, her body still flush from the orgasm I gave her, I grab the new box of condoms from the nightstand we picked up yesterday. Tearing into it, I toss one to Eli, where it lands on his chest before ripping into mine and sliding it down my cock. Much as we’d like to feel her bare, we won’t until she asks.

“Lord, have mercy. You two are much bigger than I’ve ever seen.” Amusement and jealousy tighten my chest at how her cheeks bloom red as soon as the words leave her mouth.

“That so, sugar.” I come up behind her and swat her ass, making her jump closer to Eli, who frowns after he finishes putting on his condom. He doesn’t like it any more than I do.

Shrugging, Gray tries to play off her little confession by saying, “I’m not on the pill, so thank you.” A whole new set of thoughts enters my mind at her confession, and I understand the ones swirling in Eli’s eyes.

“You always come first, sugar,” I promise as I help her onto the bed. This woman has no idea the hold she has on us. She could ask us to sign over our life savings, and I think we’d do it. Walk off a bridge…done. Play in traffic…which highway? She asks; we’ll make it happen.

Gray

Holy fuck. These men are fucking huge.I’m in way over my head with Eli and Callan, and I’m living for every second of it. But man, oh man, are they yummy and mouth-wateringly delicious.

Have I mentioned they’re enormous? Like, beat me over the head with a bat, huge. Like, how is that even logistically possible, huge? I mean, I know things stretch and move, there’s lubrication, and I’m probably making them out to be bigger than they are, except…Fuck, they’re big.

“Are you sure this is going to work?” I ask skeptically. My body still buzzes from the orgasm Callan gave me, and it’s making me a little braver with my words. “Honestly, have you broken someone with those things?” I cringe at the description because I think it might happen to me.

“Pretty girl, not to rain on your parade or dis our now over-inflated egos, but we’re both pretty fucking average in the size department.” I’d like to smack the smirk off Eli’s face as he laughs at me, the ass.

“No need to laugh,” I pout. “I also don’t think, what…ten inches is average. In fact, I’m pretty sure that six or seven is the average number. “You…” I point between them, “…are harbouring monsters.”

Narrowing my eyes at them as they chuckle at my outburst, I don’t see the humour. They’re not the ones putting those bad boys in their bodies, so they won’t get it. Unless…I wonder if they’ve ever considered being together? Am I into that? Something to figure out later, I suppose.

Feeling Eli’s hands on my hips, I look at him with his sexy, lopsided grin and bedroom eyes and forget about my misgivings. They lull me into their web of lust and anticipated pleasure, weaving a path to shut down my brain and open the floodgates of arousal again.

Eli leans forward, pressing his lips right above my belly button, slowly trailing his tongue in small, light circles around it. One hand grips the back of my thigh, tugging it the tiniest amount to make me bend and lift it. My knee is now sitting next to his hip, with that monster ready to plunge deep inside me with one swift move.

I feel Callan positioning himself behind me as his hands cup my ass cheeks, lifting me without pause. “Fuck.” I toss out an unladylike squeal. “Warn me next time, would you?” I can’t really complain, though. Not when his hands are on me, and I’m closer to Eli.

Sitting down on Eli’s lap, straddling him, his cock is nestled snuggly between my pussy lips. I feel his throbbing heartbeat through the large vein running along his shaft, and I bite my lip, needing it inside me.

“Hi, Eli.” Suddenly feeling shy now that it hits home that I’m going to sleep with both men—hopefully, at the same time—a thought pokes me right in the chest, and I blurt out, “I don’t do this. Ever. Like, I fully expected us to have dinner, and I wantthat, too; it’s just, this thing between us, it’s like fire, and I’m not some easy whore.” I watch as they share a look, and I hope that means they understand what I just mumbled out in one rapid breath because what’s happening between the three of us is special, and I don’t want to diminish that, either.

Radiant smiles alight their faces at my explanation. “We know, baby,” Callan reassures. Turning my head, his finger glides down my cheek, across my lips, and lingers as I kiss the tip delicately. He traces my jaw, moving down my throat and along my collarbone before finally dropping his hand away.

The entire time, he maintained my gaze, controlling me with just that simple look, holding me captive as I realize Eli has lifted me so that he is now poised at my entrance, ready to slide inside my body. Closing my eyes in expectancy, I tentatively slide down Eli’s length, concentrating more on the way he fills me up than on how large he is and how he stretches my body almost uncomfortably. Every inch of him permeates my being; not one spot is left untouched by his thickness.

I embrace the stretch and burn as my body adjusts to him, leaving me feeling full, whole, and complete. It doesn’t hurt the way I’d thought it would. The way they both treat me as if I’m the most important thing in their world is heady, overwhelming, and exhilarating, making it easier for me to give myself to them entirely.

Once Eli is fully inside me, I take a few moments to enjoy the sensations rushing through my limbs. Foremost is the pleasure I feel with every throb of that thick vein I was craving earlier.

A groan slips past his lips as his fingers tighten their hold on my hips. “Fuck me, baby, you’re so damn tight.”

He starts rocking his hips underneath me gently, drawing a breathy sob from my throat. Shock resonates through me at the pleasure this man is bringing me. I have never experienced anything like it before, not even when taking care of myself.

Callan’s warm, calloused hands go to my back as I begin my slow, sensual ride in Eli’s lap. Their hands on me together are the most amazing feeling I’ve ever had. With every touch, they express their need for this connection we are gradually building up to.

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