Page 107 of Outcast

"Undoubtedly." Matías didn't even blink.

He walked back to my bedroom and set me on the edge of my bed. Somewhere, I'd lost Esteban's touch and he was now sprawled naked against my pillows, lazily stroking his cock.

"Come ride me. Show Matías how well you fuck me." He wasn't smiling, his eyes were dark, and his tongue snuck out to lick his bottom lip.

Kneeling in my panties, I took in the beautiful sight before me. "I'm not ready to."

Matías stuck his thumbs in the sides of my panties and I raised up so he could peel them down. I helped him getthem off all while keeping my gaze locked with Esteban's. His dark brown eyes were almost black.

Then Matías walked to the other side of the bed as he stripped out of his clothes. His thick, veined cock bobbed against his stomach when he shucked his pants.

He crawled into the spot next to Esteban, adjusting himself against the pillows and tucking his arms behind his head.

My face blistered at the scene of Esteban and Matías laid out before me like a fucking feast. Esteban with his asshole charm, and barely there smirk that said he knew exactly what this was doing to me. Matías watched me with dark eyes and so much heat that a bead of sweat rolled provocatively down the curve of my spine. He wasn’t smiling. His expression was both tense and smoldering.

This was everything I didn't know I wanted and I refused to end too fast.

"You both want this?" At this point, I didn't care, but I still asked because it seemed like the right thing to do. Fuck right.

I was grabbing onto this dream with both hands and like hell would I let them tear it away from me now.

Crawling up the bed, I positioned myself directly between them, sliding my hands up their bunched abs. The way their muscles twitched under my touch was such an aphrodisiac.

They locked gazes and some kind of message or emotion passed between them.

"We're willing to try," Esteban answered, looking back at me. There was only sincerity in his eyes. "We both want you enough not to make you choose." His words twisted at the end as if he thought at some point I might.

"We want you to be happy, and we want you to live a longfucking life. You'll have the best chance to do that with both of us at your back." Matías finally fisted his cock, setting it straight up. "Start with him,mi corazón."

My eyelids fluttered shut and I pressed my hand to his wild-beating heart. Matías had never used any kind of pet name for me before. I'd never heard him address anyone with a term of endearment. It felt good. More than good.

The sense of belonging that both of them created inside me when Esteban called mebabyor Matíashis heart, was breathtaking. I wanted to hold onto it forever.

I gave Esteban every drop of my attention as I crawled closer. His eyes flickered as if he wanted to look at Matías but he didn't. His jaw slackened as I took over stroking him. With my ass in the air, I sucked him into my mouth and made love to his beautiful cock.

The entire time, I kept my eyes locked on him. I wanted him to know this was all for him.

Esteban’s eyes crinkled in the corners as he bit his lip. Then he threaded his fingers through my hair.

I popped up for just a second.

"Fuck my face," I gasped, sucking in air. Wetness pooled between my legs at how tightly he was holding onto his control. He was about to break, and I was the reason. I held so much power between us that I could make him break. "Come on." I gave him a hard stroke, then squeezed the base of his cock. He grunted. "You know you’re aching to."

He tightened his grip in my hair, forcing my face down once, then back up. I gagged from the way he hit the back of my throat. Saliva spilled from my mouth, wetting him and making the glide that much easier.

"Fuck, do that again," Matías mumbled as he got behind me. His fingers dipped between my legs. "She's so fuckingwet. Christ, Rita,mi corazón. You really want this. Both of us." He sounded strangled.

"Damn right, she does," Esteban growled, then pushed me down again. This time, he didn't pull me back up, but stayed pressed deep in my throat.

I couldn't breathe.

"Breathe through your nose," he said softly. “That's it." Then he pulled me up.

The head of Matías' cock lined up, and the next time Esteban pushed me down, Matías plunged inside. I tried to cry out, but I was too full of Esteban.

"Ah, fuck. Your throat is contracting around me." He dropped his head back and his mouth fell open. He slowly lifted my head up, and I kept my lips as tight around him as I could.

Matías pulled back. "You feel so good. You feel likemine."

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