Page 54 of Mayhem
Paetyn moaned as he brought her down, pressing their lips together. “Don’t tense, Angel. Relax,” he instructed.
She knew that she needed to, knew that tensing up would only cause her pain. However, Erin also knew that she didn’t have to do this. She could give them a temperature and tell them she would take them one at a time instead. The problem with that was that it was a lie. She didn’t want to take them one at a time—not this first time. No, she wanted to take them both, come undone between them.
Erin had only tried anal once; it had been a few years prior. She hadn’t been a fan because her partner had been more focused on getting his dick in her than ensuring she was correctly prepped or wasn’t uncomfortable.
She wanted to try it again, to experience it the way she knew it should have been. Erin wanted to experience it with them, both of them before the night was over.
Taking a deep breath, she slipped her tongue into Paetyn’s mouth. Focusing on the feel of his tongue against hers, on the way she knew he would lead her in the kiss, dominate her tongue.
Erin felt Cruz at her entrance and worked overtime, not to tense as he pressed forward. Paetyn’s hand slid between them, and he rubbed her clit. She moaned into their kiss as Cruz continued his slow foreign admission into her body.
“You’re taking me so well, Maly.”
The sound of his voice was like a physical caress, the praise going straight to her pussy. Erin had no idea she had a praise kink before being with them. Hell, she probably wouldn’t have also realized she had a slight degradation kink.
When Erin felt Cruz’s hips against her ass, she pulled away from her kiss with Paetyn. She wanted to take in how she felt. The intrusion was foreign, but it wasn’t unwelcome; for the most part, it had been painless. Erin honestly hadn’t expected there to be much, considering Cruz had opened her up and prepared her fully.
Erin had never felt this full, stretched this deliciously, and damn if she wasn’t enjoying it. Both of her men stayed still, allowing her time to adjust to having them inside her. She tested their fit, wondering if she could tighten around them. Erin tried it, and when both moaned, she felt like she’d won a prize—eliciting those sounds from them with such a small action.
She did it again, receiving the same reaction, and Erin wanted to try more. She lifted off Paetyn some, which caused her to push further into Cruz, not that he could have slid any deeper. When she went back down, the adverse happened, and all three of their moans filled the room.
Erin continued that slow movement, getting used to her position. She wouldn’t fool herself into thinking that they wouldn’t take over or give her exactly what she wanted.
When she felt used to both men being inside her, Erin leaned forward, rested her head on Paetyn’s shoulder, and wiggled her ass. Cruz grabbed her ass cheeks as he pulled out until only the head was inside her. A few seconds later, he snapped his hips, pushing back in, and a breathy gasp left Erin’s lips.
He spread her cheeks and pulled out again. Erin had no doubt he was watching his dick retreat from her body. He entered her again, this time pulling a moan from them both. Cruz continued to fuck her. Pulling out to the head before snapping his hips and entering her. Erin’s ass welcomed him each time like a soldier coming home from war. The force behind each thrust punched moans from her lips as he touched deep inside her.
He fucked her for several minutes before she felt Paetyn start to move, and Erin whimpered. He entered her as Cruz pulled out; his thrusts weren’t as intense, but because of that, she felt lost in pleasure already, and they’d just started.
“You’re doing so good, Angel.”
Erin moaned at the innocent nickname floating through the air during their less-than-innocent act. She heard both men chuckle, knowing he’d done it on purpose, had been doing it on purpose since they started.
Paetyn’s thrusts see-sawed Cruz’s. When one would pull out, the other would push in. Erin had half expected them to thrust in time with one another, but she wasn’t sure why since she knew they would overwhelm her tonight. The fact that their thrusts were different in intensity didn’t help matters.
She was swimming in a sea of pleasure, and they hadn’t been fucking her for ten minutes yet. If someone asked her which way was up at the moment, she’d have no idea.
Paetyn groaned as he entered Erin while Cruz pulled out. She was warm and wet around him, and he could feel every bit of it through the condom. Paetyn couldn’t recall wearing anything but latex and knew he’d never wear another one. He damn near felt like he wasn’t wearing anything at all.
Erin’s pussy squeezed around him as he pulled out as if it was protesting him leaving her body. Her moans were melodic, and it wasn’t as if Paetyn hadn’t heard them before. He’d grown accustomed to them when he and Cruz took turns fucking her with their tongues. However, the reason behind them now had them affecting him even more.
Paetyn pushed back in as Cruz retreated, and Erin again moaned against his shoulder. He reached up, placing his handson her face, lifting her to look at him. Paetyn wanted to watch the pleasure dance over her face, hear those arousing moans bounce louder off the walls. Most importantly, he wanted to see her face when she came for the first time with them both inside her.
The pace they’d chosen was a steady one. Neither were in any rush. They’d been waiting far too long for it to let it end too quickly, to rush their way through it.
“Such a good girl, taking us both,” Paetyn stated.
Erin moaned at his words, and her eyes fluttered as Cruz pushed in while he retreated. As he entered her again, he ran his thumb over her lower lip. Erin sucked it into her mouth as all three of their moans filled the room. Her eyes closed, and Paetyn pulled his thumb from her mouth, pulling her down.
His lips brushed hers, and he spoke against them. “Eyes open, Angel,” he commanded. “Look at me.”
Those deep brown eyes opened slowly. The sound of Cruz smacking her ass reverberated through the room as they did. Erin moaned deeply and threw her head back, sitting up slightly.
Paetyn gripped her thighs, and with Cruz’s hands on her waist, they began to fuck her faster. The thrusts still countering one another’s. Erin placed her hands on his chest as she was pushed between them, rocked by each thrust.
He could feel her pussy tightening around him, gripping before momentarily letting go, only to do it again. She was about to cum, and Paetyn wanted to hear it, see it,cause it.
“Are you going to cum for us, Maly?” Erin nodded, and again, Paetyn listened to the sound of Cruz smacking her ass. “Use your words, baby.”
