Page 15 of A Moment Too Soon

“Oh, I’ll fit,” Jerome says. “I will never be gentle with either of you because it is simply not in my nature. But I expect you to communicate when you are in real pain. Understand?”

“Yes, sir,” I say sweetly. I watch as he undresses, and when he reveals his cock, I shake my head. I start to try to move away, but he grabs me by the hair and drags me closer. I open my mouth for him, and he immediately shoves it to the back of my throat. When I violently gag, he holds me in place with his hands holding my head.

“Relax. Breathe, Bex. You can breathe,” he encourages. I’m sitting on the bed with him standing in front of me, and I have my hands tightened into fists as I try to calm my natural instinct to fight him. I’m starting to panic, and I hit my leg a few times, but Jett promptly grabs my wrists.

“You’re okay, Bex. Relax,” Jett says softly.

I managed to stop violently retching, and Jerome starts slowly fucking my mouth. “Look at me, Bex,” Jerome says. I open my eyes and look up, and fuck, the way he’s looking at me is incredible. Praise is pouring out of his gaze, and it makes me feelso fucking nice. “Oh, good girl, Bex. That’s it. Suck me… Fuck, your throat is nice.”

He steadily quickens his pace until he reaches a point where he is relentlessly fucking my throat. I have a full handle on myself now, so I am relaxed. He pushes as deep as he possibly can, but he’s too big for me to take all of him. I can’t take either of them completely, but they sure do try their best to push themselves down my throat.

“Fuck,” I groan when he pulls out of my mouth and shoves me back onto the bed.

“Got one more in you?” Jerome asks Jett with a smirk.

“Oh no,” I whine.

“For her? I have more than one,” Jett chuckles. Jerome lies on the bed beside me, and I’m confused, so I sit up.

“Ride my cock, Bex,” Jerome encourages.

“I don’t know if…”

“You are fearful of me hurting you. You being on top gives you control to take me in so we can go at your pace,” Jerome says. “It’s temporary.”

“Okay,” I sigh and move up to my knees so I can straddle him. I instantly start crying and try to move off him, but Jerome holds my hips.

“What do you need, Bex?” Jerome asks.

“No choice,” I whisper. Without warning, Jerome pulls my hips down as he thrusts his up, slamming his cock inside of me. The scream that comes out of me is equivalent to the sound of my soul being shredded as he instantly finds a pace that is absolutely devastating. I feel like I’m losing my fucking mind as he rails into me from below, but it’s when he pulls me down to his chest that things increase tenfold. He is pounding into me, and Jett doesn’t offer any warning either as he falls into rhythm and shoves into my ass. I wasn’t even aware that he had gotten hold of the lube. I can’t think or speak, only scream, as they obliterate me. I am sent straight to heaven as orgasms flood out of me one by one.

When they come, they both shove so deep that my belly pulsates with pain. I can feel them as they explode inside of me, draining their cocks. My body is tightening around theirs, milking every drop from their bodies. I relax with a whimper on Jerome’s chest. They are both still buried deep inside of me, but Jett is relaxed with his head laying on my back. When we’ve managed to catch our breath a little, I move to lay between them. I drape my arm across my eyes as one of them cleans me.

“So,” I say. “Are we sure only a year or two?”

Jett and Jerome laugh heartily, and I giggle. “It will go on for however long you two want; we just need a few years so no one questions anything.”

“Thank you for being patient with me and ya know… not murdering us,” I mutter. Jerome rolls me to face him before propping up to look at me.

“Bex, you are a sweet woman. You are kind and compassionate. I have never hurt a woman, and I do not plan on it. I think we will all get along wonderfully.”

“What’s next?”

“We relax while my men find Garrett. Tomorrow, we will have your family over. Hopefully, I can alleviate some fears so that Levi does not shoot me,” Jerome smiles.

“I need a nap,” I yawn.

“Then nap,” he says, nudging me so he’ll encourage me to roll. “We are right here.” I turn and face Jett so I can bury my face in his chest.

“You two looked good together,” I tell Jett. “I loved seeing how you melted for him.”

“I loved how it felt to melt for him,” he admits. Jerome and Jett wrap their arms around me, and I sigh as I relax.

“I want to see you fucking obliterate his ass,” I mutter.

“Soon,” Jerome says, kissing my shoulder.

Chapter Four

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