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“Remember to breathe, Duchess,” he instructed, positioning himself behind his husband. He helped Early to lean forward, shifting the angle of my penetration. “This is going to be intense since it’s been so long.”

My eyes locked on Early’s face as Duke pressed in. The pressure around my cock increased as Duke worked his way in alongside me. Early’s expression was a beautiful mixture of concentration and bliss, his bottom lip caught between his teeth.

“Oh, god,” I gasped as the wide tip of Duke’s cock breached Early’s tight ring of muscle beside mine. The feeling of another man’s cock sliding against mine while buried deep inside someone else’s body overwhelmed every sense. Duke’s shaft was hot and unyielding, the ridge of his head dragging against my sensitive skin with each adjustment.

Early breathed with practiced control as he accommodated our combined girth. His inner muscles contracted around our cocks, extracting simultaneous groans from Duke and me. The pressure walked a fine line between discomfort and ecstasy, creating a sensation so complex I struggled to process it.

“You’re amazing,” I told Early, awestruck by his ability. “So fucking incredible. I can barely handle hiscock by itself, and you’re taking both of us like it’s nothing.”

Early’s smile was radiant despite the strain. “That’s because it’s my favorite thing.”

I could see why, because it was quickly becoming mine, too. Nothing in my extensive sexual experiences could have prepared me for the profound experience of the unprecedented fullness and the intimate connection of feeling another man’s erection pressed against mine while sharing the tight heat of someone we both cherished.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

EARLY

I couldn’t holdback the sharp intake of breath as my husband’s thick length stretched me beyond what I’d experienced in years as he eased into me against Chance’s already buried cock.

“Fuck,” I whispered, my thighs trembling as I hovered over Chance, whose blue eyes were wide with wonder.

Duke’s hands steadied my hips as he pushed deeper, inch by delicious inch. The burn was an exquisite balance between pleasure and pain that made me whimper. When Duke bottomed out, a low whine escaped my throat. I was so stuffed, so completely filled and spread open, that I could barely breathe.

“Yes, perfect,” I hissed, rocking between them. My body adjusted to their combined girth, the initial stingmelting into a deep, pulsing pleasure that radiated through my core.

Chance gazed up at me with awe, his sandy-blond hair splayed across the pillow. “You’re incredible,” he whispered, his hands finding my thighs and stroking them.

I leaned forward more to brace myself, causing my leaking cock to brush against Chance’s toned stomach. The contact made me shudder, precum smearing across his abs as Duke maintained his steady grip on my hips, controlling my movements with practiced ease.

“That’s it, Duchess,” Duke murmured behind me, his voice rough with desire as he moved with more authoritative thrusts. “Enjoy this.”

I savored the slow buildup as he found an easy rhythm. My husband was being gentle, careful not to hurt me, but I craved more. I wanted the full double-penetration experience, to be used thoroughly by both men.

“It feels so good to have you both inside me,” I panted as I pushed back harder against Duke while grinding down on Chance. “Your cocks stretching me so wide, filling me up exactly how I need it.”

Chance’s breathing grew ragged beneath me. “Not to ruin your night, but I’m getting close. This feels too good.”

My voice dropped to a seductive purr. “Give it tome, hon. I want to feel you flood me while Duke keeps fucking me.”

I clenched around them both, drawing a strangled moan from Chance and a deep groan from Duke behind me.

“Would you deny me what I want?” I asked, giving Chance a challenging stare as I continued to work myself on their cocks.

Chance’s breath came in sharp pants. I rolled my hips with deliberate slowness, savoring the way his erection moved inside me along Duke’s impressive length.

“Come on, Princess,” I urged, my voice breaking as I worked myself on both of them. “Don’t hold back.”

He groaned, his fingers digging harder into my thighs. “I can’t—I’m gonna?—”

“Do it. Fill me up, hon. I need to feel you come while Duke’s still fucking me.”

Chance’s body tensed beneath me, his back arching off the bed as he cried out. The hot rush of his release pulsed deep inside me, making me gasp at the exquisite sensation.

“Yes, that’s it,” I moaned, continuing to ride him through his orgasm. “Fuck, that feels incredible.”

A deep, primal growl rumbled through Duke’s chest, vibrating against my back as he kissed my shoulder. “His cum is making you even wetter around us both. I love how you’re so greedy forour cocks.”

Duke’s thrusts grew more forceful, the careful restraint he’d been showing slipping away. Each powerful drive of his hips pushed me forward onto Chance, who lay spent but still hard beneath me.

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