Page 29 of Psycho Boys

“Come closer,” I command softly, feeling the thrum of excitement in my veins.

They’re eager to please; I can see it in their expressions. They want to give me everything, and the power trip ignites my confidence. Five scoots forward, settling in just behind me, his body forming a barrier against the world outside this cozy escape.

I meet his gaze and smirk, biting my lip coyly. “Now, what should we explore first?”

Ash chuckles, his fingers dancing over my thigh, spreading warmth deeper into my core. “How about we focus on what makes you feel good? Tell us,” he implores, his voice low and sultry.

The prospect of guiding them stirs an unexpected thrill within my chest. I lean back against Five, relishing the second skin of his heat.

“I want to feel your hands everywhere,” I confess, a teasing lilt in my voice. “I want to see just how amazing it is to fuck both of you.”

With a husky laugh, Ash leans in, capturing my mouth again, this kiss swirling with passion and desperation. Five’s hands begin to roam—caressing my thighs, slipping under the waistband of my underwear, sending shockwaves through me.

“Then let’s start with your legs,” Ash murmurs in a breathless whisper, licking his lips in front of me, his gray eyes dark with desire.

He moves down, shifting to kneel before me, drawing his fingers along my thighs before planting firm, hot kisses on my skin as he peels my clothes off one by one. Each brush of his lips sends reverberations coursing through me, titillating every nerve. Five’s warm hands grip my hips, steadying me against the onslaught of pleasure. The way he holds me—like I’m the most precious thing in his world—sends a rush of euphoria through me. Everything outside of our circle fades away, leaving just the three of us in this cocoon of trust and mutual desire.

“Tell me how it fucking feels, Cali." Five murmurs, his voice an enticing melody that dances through the air.

“Fucking amazing,” I breathe out, loving how the heat spreads like wildfire and envelops every part of me.

I glance down as Ash looks up at me from between my legs, his mouth descending to my skin, worshipping me in a way that makes every nerve sing with anticipation. I can feel Five’s breath ghosting over my neck as he places soft kisses there, and an electric zing shoots through me.

“You’re fucking breathtaking,” he whispers, and I feel my heart swell at the sincerity in his voice. “You’re fucking ours tonight.”

A thrill shoots through me, an intoxicating mixture of terror and release as the weight of oppression, loss, and trauma begin to dissolve into the perfumed haze of our intimacy. Perhaps, in this warmth, there’s an unexpected freedom—a chance to write a different story than the ones we’ve lived. And as Ash continues his erotic exploration, both their desires and mine entwined, I embrace this moment fully. I allow myself to fall into this reckless bravery, no longer just navigating the darkness but embracing the light that glows, inviting me to merge into something deeper—something worthy of every part of me.

"Fuck me, both of you," I beg, every nerve ending heightened.

A charged silence falls over us, thick with anticipation as both Ash and Five freeze for a moment, surprise etched on their faces. Then, as though awoken from a dream, they share a heated look that ignites a primal spark between them.

“Your wish is our fucking command, Cali,” Ash grins wickedly, shifting his position to better align his body with mine.

His hands find my waist, pulling me toward him, while Five’s presence looms behind me—a comforting weight that grounds me. I can hardly handle the exhilaration coursing through my veins—a mix of arousal and vulnerability swirling into something intoxicating.

“Now,” I breathe, the word barely escaping my lips as they take my unspoken command to heart.

Ash leans in closer, his mouth capturing mine again, deepening the kiss until we were breathing the same air as he slides his cock into my pussy, our bodies moving as one. I can feel his heartbeat pounding in rhythm with mine.

“Lift,” Five instructs softly, and I instinctively comply, eager to feel their every touch.

Ash’s hands run down the length of my legs, intertwining with Five’s as they explore the contours of my body, igniting every inch with a fiery caress. When Ash’s mouth moves from mine and descends to my neck, he plants kisses along my collarbone, igniting sparks of pleasure with each brush of his lips, thrusting slowly and deeply inside of me. Meanwhile, Five trails his fingers along the curve of my hip, spreading my legs slightly with an assertive yet tender gentleness that makes me gasp.

“Tell me what you fucking want, Cali,” Five encourages, his breath hot on my shoulder. “Let us know how we can take you higher.”

I feel a rush of exhilaration at their willingness to relinquish control and to operate on the edge of my desires.

“I want… I want to feel you... fuck me too, Five.” I manage to stammer between kisses, anticipation hanging heavy in the air.

Ash’s cheeks dimple as he meets my eyes, driven by an insatiable desire that intertwines with my own.

“I can make that happen.” Five murmurs conspiratorially, his fingers tickling their way down my thighs, sending shivers cascading through me.

The moment feels monumental, like history righting itself with every caress, every kiss. They hover over me, their combined presence an overwhelming wave of pleasure ready to crash.

“Are you ready?” Five’s voice rumbles behind me, low and fierce, awakening the need for rapture I hadn’t anticipated.

I nod eagerly, every fiber of my being hungry for their touch, their exploration—craving more than I dared to voice.

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