Page 38 of Timeless Pages
When they moved again, there was an urgency to them that hadn't been there before. Hands pulled at strings, and soon my suit was floating in the water beside us. Dom's hands cupped my breasts as Nate slid a finger inside me and Evan shifted my weight to one hand to strum my clit with his thumb.
"Hold her up," Evan ordered as he and Dom worked together to lift me out of the water. As Nate continued to pump his fingers, Evan bent over and sealed his lips around my clit.
I cried out as his tongue curled around the sensitive bud, and Nate added a second finger.
"That's it, Beauty. Let us hear you," Dom encouraged. He tweaked my nipples, causing me to whimper.
"Please, I need someone inside me."
Evan immediately straightened, and before anyone else could react, he pushed his suit down enough for his cock to spring free, lined himself up, grabbed my hips, and slammed into me—without waiting for Nate to move his fingers.
"Seriously?" Nate growled, pulling his hand away. "You are a big pain in the ass today."
"It's not my fault you're too slow, old man," Evan replied, pulling back and slamming into me again.
"Old man? You're three months younger than me, so if I'm an old man, what does that make you?"
"Younger," Evan smirked.
"You two want to stop acting like morons and pay attention to our girl?" Dom asked. "'Cause if not, I'll happily take her back to the tent and take care of Isa myself."
"I think I'll wait for my turn and let you two go first. You're both getting on my damned nerves today," Nate grumbled as he took a step back.
I looked at him, worried that he'd be left out, but the heated promise in his eyes assured me he had no issues with waiting. Dom and Evan had no problem with it either.
"Take her," Dom ordered. He stepped closer to Evan so that my chest was pressed tightly against his as he took on my full weight, still very much impaled on his cock. "Ok, Beauty, are you ready for both of us?"
I nodded, licking my lips in anticipation.
"Words, Isa," Nate admonished from the side. His expression hadn't changed as he watched us intently.
"Yes."
"Good girl," Evan rasped, my pussy fluttering around him at the praise. He lifted me off of him slightly to give Dom room to work. The man behind me pressed closer, sandwiching me between them tightly. I felt the head of his dick poking around my entrance as he searched for a way in.
"Fuck. You're always so fucking tight, Isa," Dom moaned. "Evan, spread her more." One hand at a time, while I clung to him, Evan shifted his hold on me so that my legs were slung over his arms, opening me as wide as I could be. "Yes, there," Dom said as he squeezed the head in beside Evan's length.
I buried my face in Evan's neck with a low grunt at the stretched feeling, knowing it would only get more intense.
"Are you ok, Little Bell?"
I nodded quickly, followed by a verbal answer before Nate could chastise me. "Yes."
Evan and Dom shifted their holds on me again and then slowly lowered me down together. Feeling both their cocks slowly stretch me open was an exquisite torture that I would gladly take thousands more cuts never to lose. Saying they were made for me was just as cliché and corny as the female character in a book purring to her lovers, but it didn't make it less accurate. I felt deep down in my soul that these men were made for me and I for them.
The pace they set was slow and steady; no doubt, they were worried they might hurt me if they went too fast. I'd say it would be worth the pain if they did, but a broken vagina didn't sound like a good time. Besides, I didn't need it hard and fast when I took two of them at once. They stretched me so entirely that there wasn't a nerve that existed in my channel that wasn't stimulated.
A bird squawked above us, and I opened my eyes to watch it fly off toward the trees. I looked around, soaking in the beauty around us. I memorized every detail, from the hot sun beating down on us from a robin egg blue cloudless sky to the slight breeze trying desperately to give us some relief from the heat. I listened to the sound of the undulating waves from our motion breaking against our writhing bodies. The sounds of our combined moans rising above the birds singing in the nearbytrees. Everything about this moment was foreign, but more importantly, freeing. I felt more alive in this lake than I have ever felt before.
My eyes shifted to Nate's, and while he was still watching me with blazing lust-filled eyes, his smile was what captured my attention. It wasn't a smirk or a grin. It was a joyful smile, and in that moment, I felt seen. I knew he saw me. Not the victim. Not the survivor. Not the little girl who only wanted to be loved, or the lonely woman looking for a safe place to call her own. Me. The woman I was despite all of that. The woman I could have been otherwise. The woman I hadn't even had the chance to meet properly. He saw her.
"Be a good girl and come on their cocks, Little Bell, so that I can have my turn."
"You asshole," Evan grunted as my pussy fluttered around them.
Nate's evil chuckle faded into the background as all my focus switched to Dom and Evan. I cried out as my orgasm finally crashed around me and relished in their ragged moans as Dom and Evan came as well. I trembled between them as their movements slowed until we were clinging to each other in the middle of the lake, trying to catch our breath.
"Holy shit," I panted, letting my head fall back to rest on Dom's shoulder.
