“I’m perfect.” I leaned into his touch, shutting my eyes. “A little nervous.”

“We can stop. Say the word.” He kissed along my neck, his fingers brushing over my nipples. “Do you think you can handle both of our cocks buried inside you?”

My body responded instantly, my thighs clenching in anticipation. “Yes.”

The moment Archer returned from the bathroom, I knew I was in trouble. He tossed a few condoms onto the bed like he was flaunting his intentions—which, let’s be honest, he was. His dark eyes locked on mine. This man was a predator, and I was absolutely his prey.

How was I supposed to survive this?

Archer climbed onto the mattress, his movements deliberate, like he was savoring every second of this. Liam shifted beside me, his hand sliding down my side, his touch grounding me even as my mind spun with anticipation.

“You ready for this, Tess?” Liam sucked a nipple into his mouth, his hand pinching the other.

Archer’s lips curved into a wicked smile, and he leaned down to kiss me, his tongue sliding against mine in a way that made my toes curl. His hand slid between my thighs. “She’s ready. Aren’t you, sweetheart?”

The term of endearment did something to me, and I clenched around nothing, my body arching into his touch. “Yes, please.”

Archer pulled back, his eyes dark with hunger, and he reached for the condoms, tossing one to Liam. I watched as he rolled it onto his cock, and my stomach flipped at the thought of how his piercings would feel.

Liam lay on his back, his cock standing tall and proud, waiting for me. I straddled him, my thighs trembling slightly as I lowered myself onto him, feeling every inch of him as he filled me.

I gasped, my hands bracing against Liam’s chest. His hands came up to cup my breasts, his thumbs brushing against my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.

Archer positioned himself behind me, his hands gripping my hips firmly. He pressed the head of his cock against my ass, and I tensed, my body uncertain about this new sensation. “Relax. I’ve got you.”

I inhaled and exhaled slowly, forcing my muscles to relax, and Archer began to push inside me. The sensation was intense; the stretch was almost too much, but I focused on the feeling of Liam’s cock inside me and on the way Archer’s hands gripped my hips.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” Archer groaned, his hips pressing against my ass as he fully seated himself inside me.

I whimpered, my body trembling with the intensity of it all. I’d never been so full, so completely consumed by pleasure. His piercings added a new layer of sensation.

Liam’s hips bucked. “I can feel his piercings. Fuck, that’s hot.”

Archer chuckled. “You like that, Tessa? You like feeling both of us inside you?”

“Yes,” I managed to choke out. “Fuck, yes.”

Archer began to move, his hips pulling back and then pushing forward, each thrust sending pleasure crashing through me. Liam matched his rhythm, their cocks moving in sync.

I was lost in the sensation, my body on fire with pleasure. I never knew sex could feel like this.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Archer’s lips brushed against my ear. “Taking both of our cocks, so full, so perfect.”

I moaned, my head falling back onto his shoulder. His lips found my neck, his teeth grazing against the sensitive skin, and I shuddered, my body clamping down on both of them.

“Fuck, Tessa.” Liam’s hips bucked up into me harder. “You’re so tight, so wet. I can’t... I can’t hold on much longer.”

Archer’s thrusts became more urgent and unruly. “You feel too good, sweetheart. Too fucking good.”

I was right there with them, my body winding up tighter and tighter, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable level.

“Come all over our cocks. Show us how much you love this.” Archer’s words were the final push I needed, and I cried out, my body convulsing as my orgasm ripped through me.

Liam and Archer followed me over the edge, their cocks pulsing inside me as they found their own releases.

We stayed like that for a few moments, then Archer slowly pulled out of me, his hands gentle as he helped me off of Liam. I collapsed onto the bed, my body sated.

I opened my mouth to speak but was unable to find the words to describe what I was feeling. Amazing? Incredible? Life-changing? None of them seemed adequate.