Page 62 of Sold Blood
“You always look so perfect on top of me. So fucking sexy, my little roo.”
“You both are perfect and all fucking mine,” Carlos growls.
“Prove it,” I hiss, grinding against Isiah.
Carlos rushes toward us, dropping his towel and collecting the lube from Isaiah's hand. Kneeling behind me, he presses a kiss to my shoulder while lathering up his cock. The slick sounds have my hole clenching in anticipation and I know Isaiah can feel it by the way he's twitching inside me. He can't wait either. It's been too long since I've had them both inside me at the same time.
Sliding a hand down the side of my body, Carlos enters my hole, gliding along Isaias’. The added pressure and width stretches me wider. What at first gives me a little discomfort and a slight stinging quickly turns into something wonderful, the sensation of them both moving inside me causing me to vibrate all over.
Carlos rocks his hips faster, yanking my face back toward his to capture my lips. Isaiah strokes my cock as they both fuck me at the same time.
“You're doing so good for us, Little one,” Carlos coos.
“This hole was meant to take us both. It was meant to be ours to own and wreck.” Isiah strokes me faster, the added pleasure feeling explosive inside me.
“Yes,” I breathe out. “I belong to both of you. Always.”
“Always, baby.” Carlos's tongue tangles with mine again and heat builds up inside me, needing somewhere to go. My skin is burning up from it. I ride them both, trying to meet their shared rhythm. We really are perfect like this. All three becoming oneand sharing something no one else is allowed to be a part of. This is ours and ours alone. This is more than just sex to me. We are all connected and going away somewhere special together.
They thrust faster inside me and the squelching sounds are so dirty but fucking delicious. I'm being rubbed on my sweet spots and sensitive nerve endings on my cock at the same time on repeat until I'm spilling my seed all over Isaiah. He feeds me my release as my tightening walls squeeze their cocks together. I milk their cocks, choking them with my pulsating hole, my ogasm still affecting my body. Both shaking at the same time, they come inside me, filling me with hot liquid.
Our shared groans and mewls fill the room as they chase their pleasures, using each other and me at the same time.
Carlos sucks bruises into my neck and shoulder, rubbing a hand over my belly. “Te amo,” he whispers in my ear.
Isaiah lifts his body, kisses me and then Carlos. We all attack one another mouths, hands everywhere before we break apart. Carlos is the first to get up and by the time he returns Carlos is almost done cleaning me up with his tongue, his mouth sucking on my hole as Isaiah wipes my cock with a warm wash rag.
“You doing okay, baby?” Isaiah asks, the gentleness in his tone sweeping over me like a wave of comfort.
“Sí. Maravilloso.” I stretch out my body, arching my back when Carlos fucks me with his tongue, licking and lapping at all the cum he's able to reach.
“One of us has to pick up the food and it doesn't look like it's going to be one of you,” Isaiah says humorously.
My words are caught in my throat as I'm being suffocated by how sensitized my body is becoming and Carlos makes nothing more than an mph sound.
Isaiah laughs. “I thought as much. I'll be back. You two learn how to talk again by the time I return.”
Carlos licks my rim and kisses each inner thigh before saying, “No promises.”
Isaiah's laughter trials off as he leaves the room and Carlos crawls up beside me, crashing hard on the mattress. Smiling at me, he slowly turns to his side and gathers me in his arms.
“Welcome home,” I say, burying my face in his neck.
“A very warm welcome it was too. Next time I leave, I'll have to find a way to take you both with me.”
“I'll stowaway in your trunk if I have to.”
His chuckle is deep, causing my spent cock to jump. “I'll hold you to that. I wouldn't mind finding you tied up in there either.”
“Mmm. Careful. If Isaiah hears you say that, he’ll make sure it happens.”
“I'll have to say it again when he returns then. Maybe he'll be in there with you with his cock shoved in your hole, opening you up for me.”
A moan crawls up my throat. “Don't put that idea in my head unless you can promise it will for a fact happen.”
“You know I'll always do what I can to make you happy, Little one. Both of you. After all this is how all this started, isn't it? I couldn't have asked for two better guys to risk my life time and time again for.”
“And we couldn't have asked for a better guy to help bring me safely home. I'm glad you decided to come with us.”
“There's nowhere else I'd rather be.”
I snuggle in closer, hoping Isaiah hurries up so he can rejoin us on the bed. Then we'll be complete again.
