Page 70 of Song Bird Hearts
“Don’t fight it,” Wolf says darkly. “We’ve got you.”
Gilden doesn’t press inside yet, his lips tracing along my shoulder as he holds himself there. “Lean forward for me,mon rossignol. I’ve got you.”
So I do.
Knox moves to kneel in front of me, still keeping our lips locked together as I lean down with a gentle push of their hands. Knox cradles my jaw, his other hand tangling in my hair. Behind me, I feel Gilden’s hands stroking himself against where Wolf already stretches me wide. I’m leaking around Wolf, so it’s not hard for Gilden to slick my wetness along his head as he strokes the entrance.
When he starts pressing in, his cock already slick, Wolf hisses under me at the squeeze and stretch. His hands lock down around my hips as Gilden slowly slides in beside him, filling me completely.
My mouth falls open, breath stolen.
“Fuck, Trouble,” Knox rasps, watching me fall apart.
“You’re perfect,” Gilden groans behind me as he presses kisses to my shoulder blades.
“You’re ours,” Wolf adds with a growl, voice shaking with restraint. “Ours.”
I come hard, shaking, my eyes fluttering as the world tilts. Wolf cries out as I pulse around him. Gilden moves in tandem with the pulses, deeper, slower. Knox kisses me through it, holding my face, grounding me.
I can feel them taking turns as they alternate stroking in and out of me, their cocks rubbing together as they stretch me wide. The feeling of them, the knowledge that they’re sliding against each other, nearly sends me over the edge again, my body vibrating with pleasure in response.
Knox groans at the sight of me coming undone. “I need you,” he rasps, standing suddenly.
“Yes,” I hiss through my teeth, reaching for him.
He undresses in record time, setting his gun carefully to the side before he steps forward, his cock hard and bobbing before me. I don’t waste any time. I lean in and suck him deep, hungry for him, grateful that he finally feels comfortable enough to join.
He hisses through his teeth and strokes inside my mouth, his hand on my hair as he pumps inside gently. Hands stroke along my body, winding me tighter and tighter again as Gilden and Wolf continue to move inside me. My body is a livewire, ready to explode at any moment, and I’m not sure if it’ll ever stop once it starts. I’m being unmade and stitched back together right now, fully enveloped within their arms.
“Look at you, takin’ everything we give you,” Knox groans. “Say you need me. Say it. Say you’re mine while they’re inside you.”
He pulls his cock out so I can answer and I nod frantically. “I need you. Please.”
“That’s my girl,” Gilden coos while he starts to pick up speed. “You take us so well,cher. I’m so proud of you.”
Their words are fuel for the fire. I shatter into so many pieces, there’s no way anyone could put me back together again. Gilden grunts in pleasure and pauses, warmth spilling inside me that has Wolf groaning in pleasure. Gilden shakes as his hands tighten painfully on my hips, and then he slumps.
“Fuck,” he grunts. “The way you squeezin’ me took me right out.” He gently pulls from inside me, and pats Knox on the shoulder. “Take over for me.”
Knox pulls from my lips and moves behind me. I expect him to press inside where Gilden was. Instead, he presses higher, and I turn my head to look at him.
“This okay?” At my nod, he presses a little harder. “I’ll wreck you gentle, sweetheart. You’ll feel me for days.”
And then he’s pressing inside me, the feeling of being fully stretched making my eyes roll back in my head. Wolf holds still beneath me, letting me adjust, as Knox stretches my ass fully. My nails dig into Wolf’s chest, leaving marks behind as I nearly come from the feeling of being so stretched alone. There’s a bite of pain that fades quickly into pleasure as Knox presses inside until he’s fully seated. I don’t think I’m breathing. My lungs burn from it, my body tense as they hold themselves still so I can grow accustomed to the feeling of both of my entrances stretched.
Gilden whistles. “I could spend all night watchin’ your face like this. Ain’t no prettier sight.”
And then they move, stroking me to high heaven until I don’t even know if it’s multiple orgasms or one long continuous one. I shake and tremble over and over again, my voice straining as I cry out to the stars. All the while, the fireflies dance around us, lending us their light, witnessing our joining.
When Wolf tightens inside me and Knox forces us all over the edge with his gentle thrusts, it’s like the world shatters with me. I swear I go blind for a minute, so lost in pleasure that I can’t even form a word, let alone know if I’ve died or not.
Gilden chuckles as I collapse onto Wolf’s chest. “Ah, ah, ah,mon rossignol,” he purrs. “We ain’t done with you yet.”
The mountains witness our commitment to each other. And that’s more binding than a piece of paper could ever give us if it tried.
It’s a promise written with ecstasy.
A promise that can’t be undone.
